Divine Seal: Fire Kirin Fly Template, shattering the Demon God Pillar!

Chapter 22: Battle Against Long Haochen! An Overwhelming Domination!

"Now this is the true power of my Warrior's Temple! Now this is what it means to be invincible!"

Ren Wokuang's wild laughter was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, making the eardrums of several palace masters ring.

Against the backdrop of his laughter, the entire competition venue was already engulfed by a deafening chorus of discussion.

Remove your armor and sheathe your sword!
Li Hao's earth-shattering move was even more shocking than his previous instant kill of the six-winged demon serpent.

"He's gone mad! He must be mad! That's the Son of Light, the most dazzling new star of the Knights Temple this generation!"

"How dare he be so arrogant in front of Long Haochen, who has merged with the dragon? Is this confidence or courting death?"

"Hmph, I think he's gotten too cocky! He won a few matches in the preliminaries and now he thinks he's all that. He'll be crying later!"

"No, you don't understand... you haven't understood at all! This isn't arrogance, it's absolute confidence, it's the ultimate control over one's own power!"

"He was telling Long Haochen, and he was telling all of us—"

"He is not in the same dimension as you!"

In the audience, the discussion split into two distinct factions.

One faction believes that Li Hao is arrogant and will soon suffer the consequences.

The other faction was captivated by his domineering aura and their eyes gleamed with fanaticism.

All sorts of comments, good and bad, envious and jealous, converged into a massive wave of noise that almost lifted the dome of the arena.

On the arena, Long Haochen, as the other protagonist at the center of the storm, had the most complex feelings.

He held a fine iron sword and shield, and sat astride the bright moon.

The golden spiritual energy pulsed and pulsed like breath, casting flickering light on his handsome yet resolute face.

Were you being looked down upon?
Yes, any knight would feel a great sense of humiliation the moment his opponent sheathed his weapon and armor.

However, when he met Li Hao's calm and unwavering eyes...

The resentment in my heart was like a piece of ember thrown into ice water, extinguished instantly, leaving only a wisp of helpless smoke.

I recalled the "God-Slaying Strike" that swept across the heavens and the seventh-tier magical beast that was annihilated by a single sword strike.

The man before me truly deserves it.

That seemingly arrogant act, in the face of absolute power, seemed... yet so perfectly natural.

Long Haochen took a deep breath, suppressing the myriad thoughts surging in his heart, and his eyes became firm again.

He can lose, but the honor of the Cavaliers will not allow him to surrender without a fight!

"Well, I'm sorry to offend you!"

With a sharp shout, Long Haochen clamped his legs tightly around Haoyue's abdomen.

"Roar--!"

Haoyue's two enormous heads roared to the sky at the same time. Xiaoguang and Xiaohuo's wills merged into one, and a powerful thrust suddenly erupted from their four legs. Their massive bodies transformed into a golden lightning bolt and charged towards Li Hao!

The stone slabs of the arena cracked inch by inch under Haoyue's iron hooves. The man and the dragon, their auras united, were like a divine sword drawn from its sheath, its sharpness fully revealed.

"Charge! Holy Sword!"

With only ten meters to go before Li Hao, Long Haochen raised his heavy sword high above his head, and a dazzling golden light gathered on the blade.

It transformed into a giant light sword several meters long, slashing down fiercely with a piercing shriek that tore through the air!

This sword strike was the strongest attack he could unleash at that moment!
Below the stage, countless Knights fans instinctively held their breath, their hearts pounding in their throats.

However, Li Hao's reaction to this devastating blow once again exceeded everyone's expectations.

He didn't flinch, didn't dodge, and didn't even change his posture.

Only at the very moment the enormous lightsaber was about to strike him did he leisurely raise his right hand.

There was no dazzling light from the burst of spiritual power, no earth-shattering aura; it was just a simple gesture of raising a hand and extending a finger.

Then, under the incredulous gazes of the entire audience, his index and middle fingers precisely pinched the tip of the giant lightsaber!

"Ding--!"

A crisp sound, like a jade bead falling onto a plate.

The holy sword, which contained all of Long Haochen's power, suddenly stopped in mid-air, no more than three inches from Li Hao's forehead.

The violent sword energy was firmly locked by two seemingly slender fingers, unable to advance even an inch further. Even the accompanying gust of wind failed to stir a single strand of hair on Li Hao's forehead.

"!!!"

Long Haochen's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints, and his mind went completely blank.

How can it be? !
This was his all-out attack!
Even a shield warrior of the same rank, using their strongest defensive skills, could never take it so easily!

He could even feel that what was coming from the tip of the sword was not a violent recoil force, but a kind of...

The viscous and tenacious suction force seemed to have rendered all his power futile, vanishing without a trace.

"Speed ​​is acceptable."

Li Hao's voice rang out calmly, carrying a hint of commentary.

"But the power is too scattered."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly twisted and pulled the sword tip between his fingers.

An incredibly skillful technique of deflecting force traveled along the sword's blade, and Long Haochen felt an irresistible force pull him to the side.

His body immediately lost its balance, and his body was wide open.

Now! Li Hao's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his left foot rose at an incredible angle, transforming into a whip-like shadow that left a muffled explosion in the air as it slammed into Long Haochen's breastplate!
"Oh!"

With a loud bang, a clear footprint appeared as the fine armor on Long Haochen's body caved in.

He was sent flying backwards like a scarecrow struck head-on by a battering ram.

"Bang! Clang!"

He tumbled through the air for more than ten meters before crashing heavily onto the edge of the ring, making a series of ear-piercing sounds as metal collided with the stone slabs.

"Roar?"

Seeing its master being knocked away, Haoyue's two heads simultaneously let out an anxious roar.

Xiao Guang's head opened its mouth and unleashed a beam of light, while Xiao Huo's head spewed out a ball of crimson fire.

They fired at Li Hao from the left and right, in a crisscross pattern.

"Interesting, but it's a pity you haven't evolved; you're still too weak!"

Li Hao didn't even glance at the two attacks. With a swift movement, he passed through the gap between the light cannon and the fireball like a ghost.

The next instant, Li Hao was already face to face with Hao Yue.

"Unfortunately, your opponent is me."

Li Hao grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.

The smile was radiant, yet extreme fear simultaneously emanated from the six eyes of Haoyue's two heads.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two more kicks!

Extremely fast, extremely ruthless!
With a kick to Xiao Guang's chin, it forcefully pushed back into its throat the second light cannon it was about to fire, causing it to cry out in pain.

The other foot struck Little Fire squarely on the forehead, the immense force causing it to see stars and making the entire dragon dizzy.

Its massive body lost its balance and staggered back several steps.

He plopped down on the ground, his head bobbing back and forth like a rattle-drum, completely dizzy and disoriented.

Quiet.

The entire stadium was deathly silent.

Everyone seemed frozen in place, staring blankly at everything that was happening on the stage.

one move.

They exchanged only one move.

The Son of Light, who had become one with the dragon and was full of imposing presence, was defeated just like that?
Moreover, the defeat was so decisive and thorough that there was not even a chance to fight back.

"Cough...cough..."

At the edge of the arena, Long Haochen struggled, using his sword to support himself as he tried to stand up.

That kick just now made him feel like his internal organs had been displaced, and his chest felt like it had been hit head-on by a charging dragon, burning with pain.

If it weren't for the armor protecting him, that kick would probably have completely rendered him unable to fight.

"How's it going? Is it okay?"

Li Hao stood leisurely in the center of the arena, patted off non-existent dust from his trousers, and asked with a smile.

His relaxed tone made it seem as if he had just done something trivial.

OK?
What a load of rubbish!

Long Haochen gritted his teeth and swallowed back the metallic taste that rose to his throat.

He raised his head and looked at the figure that resembled a demon god. Instead of being discouraged, his eyes burned with an even stronger fighting spirit.

The difference is too big!
But that's precisely why it's so challenging and valuable!
"Come again!"

With a roar, Long Haochen's body shone with brilliant golden light once again, forcibly suppressing the injuries within his body.

With a burst of power from his legs, he charged at Li Hao once again!
This time, he was smarter. Instead of using wide-ranging moves, he chose the most basic and practical skill for knights – thrust!
The sword flashed like lightning, aiming straight for Li Hao's heart!
"You've improved; you know how to change your tactics now." Li Hao nodded approvingly.

However, he merely shifted his body slightly, narrowly avoiding the swift sword strike.

Immediately afterwards, with fingers pointing like knives, a precise chop struck Long Haochen's wrist, the one holding the sword.

"Snapped!"

Long Haochen felt a numbness in his wrist, and the heavy iron sword almost flew out of his hand.

Li Hao's attacks were relentless, and an elbow strike landed squarely on his lower abdomen once more.

"boom!"

Same position, same angle, same result.

Long Haochen's figure, once again like a kite with a broken string, flew out at an even faster speed than when he came.

"thump!"

This time, he fell even harder, rolling several times on the ground before stopping.

"The second time."

Li Hao held up two fingers, still maintaining his nonchalant demeanor.

(End of this chapter)