Divine Seal: I am a saintess of the human race, but also the heir to the Demon God.

Chapter 39 is right, Long Xingyu is a menace.
This is the difference between Tier 3, Level 9 and Tier 3, Level 7.

Although Han Yu was older than Bai Ling, he had absolutely no chance of winning in the contest of spiritual power.

"Come again."

"Come on, who's afraid of you?"

Bai Ling swung her elemental staff left and right, her magic flowing in perfect rhythm, forcing Han Yu to retreat repeatedly.

With his body unsteady and unable to even pick up the shield, Han Yu had no chance of using his sword skills.

He only had time to release his spirit blade to defend against all sorts of low-level spells.

Losing patience and cornered with nowhere to retreat, Han Yu gritted his teeth and unleashed a Light Slash Sword.

It is a third-tier skill that both Retribution Knights and Guardian Knights can learn.

The sharp blade of light sliced ​​through all the fireballs, water bullets, and ice spikes that blocked its path.

Han Yu, finally able to catch his breath, revealed a hint of disdain on his lips.

Picking up the shield, he regained his confidence and cast a powerful aura around himself, increasing all spiritual attacks.

Releasing the remaining spiritual power within his body, Han Yu charged forward once more, almost instantly appearing in front of Bai Ling, his broadsword already slowly raised.

He did not deliberately slow down his movements, giving Bai Ling any chance to surrender.

"ended."

The long sword swung down from above, aiming straight for Bai Lingtian's crown chakra.

Because of the girl's identity, Han Yu ultimately dared not be too presumptuous.

However, he was absolutely certain that with this sword strike, he could render Bai Ling unable to fight and leave her bedridden for several days.

"That's right, it's over."

In that instant, Bai Ling withdrew her staff, and a golden light suddenly burst forth from her pale blue eyes.

He had seen this brilliance when he first met Long Xingyu a long time ago.

Since then, he has never seen anyone else's eyes filled with such dazzling brilliance.

Clean, pure, warm, and healing.

Han Yu was momentarily dazed.

With a hum, a knight's sword formed from luminous spiritual energy appeared in Bai Ling's right hand.

A burst of intense golden light formed a cross-shaped slash.

At this moment, the distance between Han Yu and Bai Ling could be described as being very close.

He never expected that the seemingly delicate girl would possess knightly skills, and that she would be so formidable.

At this moment, Han Yu didn't have time to use the Guardian Knight's defensive skill—Shield Wall.

The cross-shaped slash, composed of pure light spiritual energy, struck Han Yu's body hard, sending him flying. He crashed into the wall, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Han Yu's upper body skin was completely exposed to the air.

His light armor had long been obliterated by Bai Ling's cross-shaped slash.

"The Retribution Knight's strongest fourth-tier attack skill, Sun Slash?"

The Paladin Commander frowned, pondering, "No, this is more like the strongest attack skill of a third-tier Guardian Knight. This is a self-created knight skill!"

The cross slash released from pure light spiritual power is very similar to a skill that only guardian knights would learn.

Dangerous, but not fatal.

Saint Moon also gave it extremely high praise.

He felt that Bai Ling had now proven her abilities to the old relic of the Knights' Temple, the Holy Knight Commander who was a role model for all the knights.

She is qualified to replace Long Xingyu, sit on the throne of the Knight Temple Master, and look down upon all living beings.

"I lost? I lost to a girl younger than me?" Han Yu sat blankly on the ground, picking up the broken round shield beside him, his face ashen.

This defeat shattered his self-esteem and pride in an instant.

When Han Yu said he had lost in a daze, Bai Ling had already put away her spiritual sword, silently walked to the side, pulled out the knight's sword stuck in the wall, and handed it to Han Yu.

"You won, and I became a joke."

Han Yu stumbled to his feet, covering his face with his hands, trembling all over.

The Paladin Commander looked at him coldly and said indifferently, "You not only lost, you also lost the right to be a knight!"

The withdrawn Han Yu was stunned for a moment, and his face turned pale instantly.

He was removed from the list.

This means that he is no longer a member of the Knights' Temple and will never be allowed to set foot in the Knights' Temple again.

Han Yu's silence was deafening.

The Paladin Commander continued, "Blind arrogance, brandishing your sword at a young woman, ignoring advice, and showing no gratitude—you are no longer fit to study at the Knights' Temple. You may leave!"

Bai Ling felt that what Old Man Han said was a bit excessive; it wasn't the right way to criticize a child.

Han Yu was several years older than her, a bit arrogant, and his style of doing things was somewhat similar to Long Xingyu's.

But isn't all of this the result of Old Man Han's actions?

Bai Ling never dared to expect a boy who lost his parents at a young age, who had no one to raise him or care for him, to understand the chivalrous spirit that the Knight Temple often talked about.

Han Yu packed his things and stood there, looking dejected, saying, "Yes, sir, Holy Knight."

A tear rolled down his cheek and landed on his riding boot.

Bai Ling frowned and retorted, "Sir Paladin, I do not agree with what you said."

"……you say."

When speaking to Bai Ling, the Paladin Commander's voice was noticeably gentler, and his eyes made no attempt to hide his affection for her.

"Sir Knight, no one is perfect. Besides, Han Yu only wanted to protect Long Xingyu, the Lord of the Knight Temple. How can his previous efforts be denied in a sparring match that was just a momentary impulse?"

"If Han Yu doesn't have the Lord of the Knights' Temple in his heart, doesn't admire him, and doesn't uphold the spirit of chivalry, would he still be angry with me? Would he still want to take me to Long Xingyu's side to ask him clearly?"

Upon hearing Bai Ling's words, Han Yu looked up at her in surprise, his gaze even carrying a strange emotion.

The Paladin Commander sighed softly, glanced at the slyly grinning Holy Moon beside him, and closed his eyes helplessly.

Sheng Yue is right, Long Xingyu is a complete scourge.

"For the sake of your pleading for him, Han Yu, from now on you will temporarily study under Bai Ling until the next Demon Hunter Team selection competition begins, at which point you will be free."

Han Yu was stunned for a moment, then he knelt on one knee in front of Bai Ling.

He clenched his fist and placed it on his left chest, saying with a serious expression, "Han Yu understands, thank you, Holy Knight Commander."

The Paladin Commander turned around, suppressing a smile, and said calmly, "If you want to thank someone, thank Bai Ling."

Saint Moon glared at the cunning old fox, and the dark domain instantly isolated them.

They have something to say.

"Sir Knight, Han Yu understands."

Han Yu nodded, half-kneeling on the ground, and solemnly recounted to Bai Ling his current knightly skills, spirit points, and savings...

Bai Ling was silent.

If she hadn't known Han Yu's personality, she would have almost thought he was going to propose to her.

She said she didn't need Han Yu to take care of her personally; he just needed to do his job.

Han Yu, who had been pretending to be deaf and dumb, got up, put away his round shield and broadsword, and stood next to Bai Ling.

He nodded and didn't say anything more.