Divine Seal: God Descends, Holy Priest Riding a Black Dragon

Chapter 12: The Lone Priest vs. The Lone Warrior
Chen Ying'er's elimination in the top 16 was already extremely lucky. Otherwise, she could have relied on just one skill to make it in the world. If she had been unlucky, she wouldn't have even made it through the preliminary rounds.

Han Qian presided over the draw for the quarterfinals. Golden streaks separated from the golden ring, and Wen Tai's luck continued to shine as he faced the sole representative of the Warrior Temple.

The Knights' Temple pulled another dirty trick, pitting Yang Wenzhao against another fifth-tier knight, while Long Haochen battled a fifth-tier beast tamer from the Soul Temple.

Things have really changed!

The first match was between Long Haochen and Liao Yu from the Soul Temple. Liao Yu's spellcasting didn't seem particularly fast, but it had a sense of composure.

Long Haochen also held nothing back, summoning the three-headed Chimera-Haoyue as soon as he entered the arena, which is also the final boss in the original work.

The outcome of the battle is self-evident; in short, Xiaolong has made it into the semifinals.

The second battle was between Wen Tai and the sole survivor of the Warrior Hall.

As Long Haochen and Liao Yu walked down, Wen Tai and Bai Feng, the "sole survivor of the Warrior Hall," also stepped onto the field.

Bai Feng, with his mane of spiky hair, said arrogantly, "I advise you to summon your black dragon first, otherwise you might suffer a terrible defeat."

Wen Tai was taken aback; this was the first opponent to make such a threat at him!
He chuckled and said, "I hope your face is as hard as your words!!"

"Priest Wen Tai from the Temple versus Warrior Bai Feng from the Temple, the match begins," announced Han Qian, the host.

Bai Feng's ability to fight his way out of the Warrior Temple, which had the largest number of members, shows that his strength should not be underestimated; at the very least, he is no weaker than Yang Wenzhao.

Although Bai Feng is arrogant, he is indeed powerful.

Wen Tai didn't summon Austin, so he used Bai Feng to test out his other Saint Cloth.

Bai Feng uses a longsword, the most common weapon type in the Warrior's Temple.

"Based on the mountains, sworn by the golden light—descend, defender of the earth!" Wen Tai chanted softly, calling upon the Taurus Gold Cloth.

The golden bull, exuding a savage aura, rushed into Wentai's body, and the rather heavy golden armor clung to his body, with a white cloak symbolizing "divine mercy" on his back.

Bai Feng's brows furrowed into a deep frown. What was with this dazzling golden armor? Didn't he make it to the finals with that black dragon?

What's the meaning of this armor now?
A priest playing melee combat? That's ridiculous.

Bai Feng thought to himself, "If I get defeated by a priest in melee combat, how am I supposed to stay in the Warrior's Temple?"
Bai Feng raised his Brilliant-grade longsword, his body suddenly accelerating as he charged towards Wen Tai. The blade sliced ​​through the air, separating into two sharp sword energies.

Wen Tai remained unmoved, not even glancing at the blade's aura!
When the blade struck the Gold Cloth, it produced a metallic clanging sound. The Cloth showed no signs of wear, and the blade dissipated instantly.

"Horn of Power!!!"

Wen Tai took a step forward, his speed like a golden wind, rushing towards Bai Feng with overwhelming force.

Bai Feng remained completely fearless, a flash of crimson light appearing in his pupils, his entire body's energy surging fiercely: "Blood Rage!!!"

Ren Wokuang exclaimed in surprise, "Good lad, you actually have Blood Rage!"

Shadow Follows the Wind said softly, "Right now I don't care about Bloodrage or anything like that, but what's going on with this little priest's armor? Han Qian, did you sell the Adamantite Foundation Armor to the Priest Temple?"

"fart!!"

Han Qian puffed out his beard and glared, saying, "The Adamantine Foundation Armor is one of the foundations of our Knight Temple, how could we possibly sell it? And even if we sold it to the Priest Temple, would this kid be strong enough to wear it?"

“Then it seems that this child obtained the inheritance on his own,” said the Three Water Spirit Emperor.

"Let's keep watching. Maybe our Priest Temple will actually win the Demon Hunter Team selection competition this time!" Ruoshui said with a smile.

Lin Chen smiled and said, "It's not impossible for a priest to win the championship. After all, priests are a branch of our mages, and we would be honored if they won the championship." The other high-ranking members of the major temples nodded in agreement. They wouldn't be too upset if a priest won the temple championship, because the priest temple had never won the championship since the first Demon Hunter Team selection.

On the contrary, the Knights Temple has won the championship many times.

If the Priest Temple can dampen the Knight Temple's arrogance this time, they would be very happy to see it.

After activating [Blood Rage], Bai Feng's strength increased greatly. He unleashed a three-meter-long domineering blade aura with his longsword, but unfortunately, it was caught by Wen Tai, who was wearing the Taurus Saint Cloth, with one hand!

Wen Tai moved his head to shake off the Brilliant-grade longsword, then unleashed a powerful punch that sent Bai Feng flying.

"I told you, I hope your face is as hard as your words!!" Wen Tai pointed domineeringly at Bai Feng.

[Halo of Belief]

[Aura of Courage]

[Enhanced Badge]

[Spiritual Power Badge]

With a flick of his hand, Wen Tai cast four blessing spells upon himself, making his already surging power even more powerful.

Bai Feng felt a tingling sensation in his arm holding the knife. He looked up and stared at Wen Tai as if he were looking at a monster. What terrifying power!

Was it the armor that enhanced his power, or was his own strength truly that terrifying?

Bai Feng had no idea what was going on; all he knew was that he was about to risk his life. He gripped the long sword tightly with both arms and held it above his head.

The powerful spiritual energy flowed along the meridians to the longsword in Bai Feng's hand. The external elements were also affected by the spiritual energy, forming a vortex. The blue and gold spiritual energy intertwined, gradually forming the outline of a giant blade.

"This...this is!!" Ren Wokuang's face showed a shocked expression.

"Eighth-tier combat skill - Imperial Dragon Slash!!!" Ying Suifeng said what Ren Wokuang hadn't said.

"Isn't it too much to use an eighth-tier combat skill with fifth-tier spiritual power?" Ruoshui said, frowning.

"Damage is inevitable, Ruoshui, get ready to rescue them."

On the field, Bai Feng's blood and qi reversed due to forcibly using an eighth-level martial skill, making him look like a boiled shrimp.

However, the azure giant blade above his head was at least tens of meters long, but it was not the complete Imperial Dragon Slash; rather, it was the limit that Bai Feng could reach.

Wen Tai crossed his arms and looked down at Bai Feng's Imperial Dragon Slash with disdain!

He chuckled dismissively and said, "Fine, I'll give you a little respect."

As he spoke, Wen Tai assumed a fighting stance, gathering the power contained within the Taurus Gold Cloth. Brilliant golden light enveloped his entire body, making him resemble a sacred golden bull.

"Imperial Dragon Slash!!!"

"Golden Horn Charge!!!"

As their momentum reached its peak, both sides couldn't help but roar and howl, as the azure light and golden shadow collided.

The shockwave emanating from the blade formed by the immense energy pressed down on the defensive shields outside the arena, forcing Han Qian to step onto the field to maintain the surrounding barrier.

The golden light and shadow that Wen Tai transformed into was not swallowed up by the azure giant blade, but instead eroded the magnificent blue giant like a whirlwind.

(End of this chapter)