Throne of Seals: The God of Magic Descends, the Demonic Tide Breaks at Dawn

Chapter 17 A Blazing White Sea of ​​Fire, the Form of the Fire God!
"what!"

Duan Yi's pupils contracted sharply as he watched the rapidly approaching Snow Nether Thorn. He immediately stopped running and dodged to the side, simultaneously throwing a time-freezing light blade towards Lin Ye.

"Light Slash Sword!"

boom!
Just then, the Golden-Horned Mammoth charged over, but it looked rather disheveled, its body covered with wounds inflicted by the Stone Giant, and bright red blood dripping onto the ground.

The pain of losing memories is intense; for a knight, a mount is like a brother who accompanies him through life!
"The Flame of Light!"

"Sun Slash!"

In an instant, the sword in Duan Yi's hand was covered with a layer of golden light, shining like the sun. The next second, it was swung directly at Lin Ye.

The golden sword light sliced ​​through the air, producing a piercing whistling sound. This attack was extremely powerful, and even a guardian knight of the same rank might not be able to block it.

With a roar, Duan Yi squeezed out the last bit of spiritual power in his body and unleashed a final attack with his two knight swords.

"Sun Slash!"

Seeing this, Lin Ye calmly waved his staff. The next second, a blazing white magical light shone on the arena, and countless fire elements gathered in front of Lin Ye. Then, under his exquisite control, they immediately condensed into a huge blazing white flame sword!

"Fire Hell Judgment - Trial!"

This is Lin Ye's self-created magic, but he did not assign it a rank because Lin Ye believed that the fifth rank was not its limit!

Boom——! ! !
The blazing white sword fell heavily from the sky, meeting the golden sword light. The scorching white air wave instantly ignited the arena, engulfing Lin Ye and Duan Yi in a sea of ​​white fire!
The next moment, everyone held their breath.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the Blazing White Flame Sword and the golden sword light collided violently. With a loud "boom," Duan Yi was thrown away by the resulting energy shockwave. If the Golden Horned Mammoth hadn't arrived in time, he might have already been eliminated.

In contrast, Lin Ye remained unmoved in the elemental storm, as if an invisible force field around him was resisting and dissolving all the incoming air waves.

"Wow~"

Duan Yi's eyes were bloodshot. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, then looked at the sword light that had been severed by the Blazing White Flame Sword, and finally closed his eyes in relief.

Lin Ye stood alone in the exploding elemental storm, the entire arena now a raging sea of ​​white fire.

His long robe, adorned with dark gold emblems, billowed wildly, and his tousled hair was whipped behind him by the raging elemental storm, revealing his sharply defined and aloof profile.

Everyone watched this scene in silence, not daring to breathe, except for Lin Chen, the vice temple master of the Magic Temple, who broke the silence with three loud laughs.

"Hahaha~! Paladin Commander, it's time to announce the results of the match."

Han Qian stared intently at Lin Ye, then immediately announced the results of the match.

"Lin Ye of the Magic Hall wins!"

Upon hearing the verdict, Lin Ye immediately withdrew the blazing white flames from the arena, condensing them into a massive flaming sword that hovered behind him, just as in the first match.

However, Lin Ye did not leave, but walked towards Duan Yi.

The contestants and their families in the audience were all puzzled by Lin Ye's behavior, as was Han Qian.

Lin Chen smiled and nodded, "Xiao Ye is a very good person."

Upon hearing this, Han Qian turned her gaze to Lin Chen standing to the side, "How much innate spiritual power does this kid have?"

Han Qian's question immediately attracted the attention of the remaining deputy hall masters, who all crowded closer to find out what was going on.

"The truth will be revealed when the Demon Hunter team is finished." Lin Chen waved his finger smugly, making the others grit their teeth in hatred.

"Holy Light!"

Suddenly, a powerful golden light shone brightly in the arena. Han Qian looked over instinctively and saw Lin Ye treating Duan Yi and his Golden Horned Mammoth!
"He can also heal?" The deputy temple master of the priest's hall, Ruoshui, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, then looked at Lin Ye as if he were looking at a top-quality piece of jade!
Han Qian looked at Lin Ye in disbelief, then turned her gaze to Lin Chen, only to find that he was acting like a rogue and pretending to be deaf, so she had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​asking.

"It's getting late, I should go." Lin Chen whistled and left in a very good mood.

Lin Ye really brought a lot of prestige to the Magic Hall today. After the Demon Hunting Team's mission ends, we must make sure that guy Li Zhengzhi gets a proper reward!
"All matches for today have concluded, and the quarterfinalists have been determined."

After Lin Ye finished his treatment and led Duan Yi off the competition field, Han Qian immediately announced the status of today's competition.

"Tomorrow, the final competition will be held between Long Haochen from the Knights Hall, Yang Wenzhao from the Knights Hall, Mu Ning from the Assassins Hall, and Lin Ye from the Magic Hall! The top three will be determined!"

Lin Ye came to Cai'er's side and gently kneaded her fair and delicate hands. Then he whispered in her ear, "Cai'er, don't you regret it? Giving up the top three like this?"

Cai'er shook her head slightly, her purple eyes fixed on the boy beside her. "No, as long as I can be in the same demon-hunting team as Xiao Ye, that's enough."

Cai'er smiled faintly, then stretched out her other hand and placed it on Lin Ye's warm, large hand.

"Cai'er, you're so kind."

Lin Ye gently took Cai'er's hand, then put his arm around her and left the Holy Temple Alliance Grand Trial Grounds.

It was only then that the contestants realized that Lin Ye was actually paired with this aloof and powerful girl!
"Hey Lao Ying, isn't this your Assassin's Hall's Saintess of Reincarnation? How come she's getting together with that kid Lin Ye?"

Ying Suifeng, the deputy head of the Assassin's Hall, sighed helplessly, shook his head, and left with his hands behind his back, looking as if he had aged ten years in that instant.

He also wanted Cai'er to be in the top three, but Cai'er refused no matter what he said, saying that "if she's in the top three, she can't be Xiao Ye's teammate anymore."

Even more outrageous, the chivalrous gentleman actually agreed with a smile!
What can I, a mere deputy hall master, do?
It's heartbreaking to watch this year's good results slip away like water.

"What happened to Lao Ying?" Han Qian asked Ruoshui curiously.

"I don't know." Ruoshui also looked confused.

Her current idea is to lure Lin Ye to the priest's temple!
How come Lin Ye knows everything?!

How much merit did the Magic Temple accumulate to obtain a prodigy like Lin Ye?

In the blink of an eye, almost everyone in the Holy Alliance's Grand Trial Grounds had left.

Only Long Haochen, Ye Hua, and Li Xin remained seated.

"Haochen, Haochen? What's wrong?"

Long Haochen kept his eyes fixed on the competition arena, as if he was reviewing something. Li Xin called him several times before he responded.

"Oh? Sister Li Xin, is there something you need?"

Long Haochen rubbed his aching temples, then turned his gaze to Li Xin.

"Are you reviewing Lin Ye's battle?" Ye Hua saw through Long Haochen's worries at a glance.

Long Haochen nodded. "He's very strong, extremely strong!"

Ye Hua nodded in satisfaction, "That's enough for you. All that's left is to give it your all!"

"No regrets!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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