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

Chapter 13 Battle against Yang Wenzhao, Basic Attack Deception
The energy storm on the field didn't last long. Golden light and shadow shattered the outline of the blue giant blade like a whirlwind. Wen Tai was under tremendous pressure. If it weren't for the protection of the Taurus Cloth, he would have been injured long ago.

The blue giant blade began to shatter, and fragments flew out of the training ground, but were all blocked by the light barrier.

Finally, the terrifying energy storm began to dissipate, and some people in the audience fell down, leaving only a golden figure standing on the field!

"Pastor's Temple, Wen Taisheng."

Han Qian looked at Wen Tai with surprise and shock. Could it be that the Priest Temple was really going to win the championship of this year's Demon Hunter Team selection competition?
Following Wen Tai is Cai'er's battle with the magician Huang Yi.

The outcome of an assassin fighting a mage was obvious; in less than five minutes, Cai'er eliminated Huang Yi.

The four finalists have now been determined.

They are Knight Temple - Long Haochen and Yang Wenzhao, Assassin Temple - Sheng Cai'er, and Priest Temple - Wen Tai.

Wen Tai smiled and said, "Hao Chen, we might be going up against each other soon. Should you go easy on me? After all, I'm just a lowly priest."

Hao Chen chuckled and said, "Come on, if you don't use that Golden Holy Armor, I might consider going easy on you!"

“Really!!” Wen Tai’s eyes lit up immediately.

So what if he doesn't use the Taurus Cloth? No problem, he has other Cloths, such as the Gemini Cloth, the Leo Cloth, the Sagittarius Cloth...

Wen Tai, with a cunning smile, grasped Long Haochen's hand and said, "Haochen, it's a deal then, it's a promise!"

Long Haochen twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling like he'd been tricked.

The semi-finals were scheduled for the second day.

Wen Tai now understands a bit about how Long Haochen feeds Haoyue. Austin can really eat a lot; he had already eaten up Wen Tai's entire stash before the quarterfinals.

These past few days, Wen Tai has been buying magic cores for Austin to eat, as the consumption of magic cores is faster than the consumption of gold coins.

But the effect was surprisingly good. With Austin's support, Wen Tai's spiritual power is now as high as 2350, which is equivalent to a fifth-level, third-grade bishop.

For some reason, after reaching the semi-finals, Wen Tai became more relaxed.

After half a month of competition, the Demon Hunter Team selection competition has finally reached the semi-finals.

When the four finalists stepped onto the trial field, the entire arena fell silent.

Most of the attention was focused on Wen Tai. The Priest Temple had never produced a champion in the Demon Hunter Selection Tournament, and very few had even made it to the semi-finals.

If it weren't for Wen Tai this year, the Priest Temple wouldn't have had any players in the round of 16.

On the day of the semi-finals, Han Qian and Ying Suifeng's facial expressions were somewhat tense, and no one knew what they were thinking.

Ruoshui maintained a gentle smile throughout. Wen Tai's achievement of reaching the semi-finals was already a great honor for the Priest Temple, so Ruoshui did not insist that Wen Tai win the championship.

The other three temple masters simply gave up, since their people had already been eliminated, and the final four were none of their business.

Han Qian took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Let the drawing of lots begin."

Four hands landed on the halo at the same time. When Wen Tai saw that Yang Wenzhao was radiating the same light as himself, a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

He knew that Long Haochen and Cai'er usually wouldn't fight, so it would soon be his turn to fight Yang Wenzhao!
"The draw is over. Wen Tai will face Yang Wenzhao, and Long Haochen will face Sheng Cai'er. You two stay in the arena to prepare for the match," Han Qian said in a somewhat heavy voice.

As soon as Yang Wenzhao turned around, he found Wen Tai standing motionless beside him.

"Let's go, their first match is against them."

Wen Tai: "Based on my understanding of them, they won't fight."

As expected, Cai'er grabbed Long Haochen's hand and said, "Let's move on to the next round. I admit defeat."

Boom! The entire audience erupted in uproar.

Many professionals looked at Long Haochen with red eyes, thinking, "What did you do to deserve this? You entered the finals without lifting a finger and even won the heart of a beauty!"

Wen Tai raised an eyebrow: "See? I told you they wouldn't fight. Brother Yang, please."

Han Qian continued, "In the second match of the semifinals, Wen Tai will face Yang Wenzhao. Are you ready?"

Yang Wenzhao quickly calmed himself down: "Ready?"

The two walked to opposite sides of the training ground, maintained a safe distance, and then stood in place, waiting for the referee's announcement.

The referee gave Wen Tai, who came from the priest's temple, a strange look. Every year there are monstrous geniuses, but this year is particularly strange!
A priest made it to the semifinals?!
The referee glanced around, then shouted, "The match begins. Be careful with your shots; don't go all out."

After saying his last sentence, the referee left the training ground and raised a defensive light shield.

A dazzling golden light erupted from Yang Wenzhao's body, and he brandished a golden greatsword in both hands, his intense fighting spirit constantly rising.

The gray bracelet on Wen Tai's wrist transformed into a stream of light, eventually forming a large, jet-black bow.

Wen Tai calmly cast a spell to summon Austin, and Yang Wenzhao immediately summoned his mount—the Starry Unicorn.

In fact, Wen Tai could summon Austin instantly, but he chose to cast a spell to give Yang Wenzhao time to summon his mount.

By the way, I'll preserve my own abilities.

The trial grounds were filled with black and gold. The dark and powerful dragon energy turned into mist and enveloped Wen Tai. Wen Tai raised the Ten Directions Annihilation and slowly pulled the bowstring.

"Brother Yang, be careful."

The power of thunder surged into the Ten Directions of Annihilation, and a magnificent, extremely purple arrow slowly appeared. Beauty is often dangerous.

Yang Wenzhao's summoning ceremony was nearing its end, but Wen Tai had already released the bowstring.

A purple, lightning-fast shadow streaked through the air, creating a series of ripples, before hurtling towards Yang Wenzhao with a sonic boom!
If the arrow hits, Yang Wenzhao's summoning ritual will be interrupted.

Yang Wenzhao gritted his teeth, his armor gleamed, and a layer of golden fire erupted instantly, enveloping his body in terrifyingly hot solar fire.

But the next second, the purple lightning arrows vanished without warning.

Wen Tai chuckled: "I was just giving it a try, and I didn't expect to actually trick them into using their ultimate move."

Yang Wenzhao's face immediately darkened.

No one would be in a good mood if they missed a powerful attack for no reason.

Ying Suifeng nodded: "This child's personality is quite suitable for our Assassin's Temple..."

"Not suitable!!!"

Sanshui, Lin Chen, and Ren Wokuang spoke at the same time.

Ruoshui's head was full of question marks: "What's it to you? Are you from your temple?!"

Yang Wenzhao, who was in a state of panic, finally summoned the Starry Unicorn. The Starry Unicorn sensed that Yang Wenzhao was in danger through the contract, so it immediately spread its pure white wings and protected Yang Wenzhao.

After it appeared, the Starry Unicorn felt the heavy, oppressive pressure of the true dragon. Its gaze turned and it saw the golden-eyed true dragon with a jet-black body.

Wen Tai drew the bowstring again: "Brother Yang, this time it's for real."

(End of this chapter)