Divine Seal: From a Heavy Sword to Slicing Through the Holy Demon Continent

Long Haoyu replied, "I am preparing to continue my cultivation. If I can achieve complete control over the Six Paths Spirit Furnace sooner, it will be of great help to me."

"Is it because you just helped Lin Xin experience a hellish blood sea?" the shadow instructor pressed.

Long Haoyu thought for a moment and said, "You could say that. Without this experience, it would be difficult to meet the conditions for him to wake up on the real battlefield. Even if the conditions were there, I wouldn't try it easily."

"After all, on a real battlefield, a slight mistake can lead to utter destruction. Especially after what happened last time, I don't want to become the executioner who throws his teammates to their deaths again."

The shadow instructor sensed the change in Long Haoyu and pondered for a moment: "It seems you've become accustomed to this kind of behavior that can help others, or even redeem them."

"Your true nature is clear to both you and me. You walk the path of redeeming others, but have you ever thought about who can redeem you?"

"If you fail in your cultivation of demon-controlling techniques, and if you fail in your mastery of the Six Paths Spirit Furnace, you will be truly isolated and helpless!"

Long Haoyu was not surprised that the Shadow Instructor suddenly talked to him about these things; similar things had happened many times in the past.

The shadow instructor's training wasn't just about special instruction; he also consulted with him on matters of life choice and judgment.

Right now, it's clear that the Shadow Instructor's idea for these exchanges stems from what happened with Lin Xin earlier.

Faced with these questions from the shadow instructor, Long Haoyu already had the answers in his heart, and the bladeless sword in his hand stood upright in front of him.

Looking at the incredibly familiar Wu Feng, he replied in a light tone, "Some people need the help of others to achieve redemption."

"Some people need to constantly redeem themselves on their own path, and I belong to this type."

"With a sword in my hand, I can redeem myself!"

In the shadow space, Long Haoyu's words echoed continuously, and the shadow instructor silently watched Long Haoyu's reply.

Looking exactly like Long Haoyu, he wore a smile that he had never seen before.

As Long Haoyu's shadow, he seemed to be rejoicing for Long Haoyu at this moment.

"It seems you've found your own path."

"Furthermore, you have also strengthened your belief in moving forward on this path without hesitation."

The shadow instructor spoke with satisfaction as the simulated Wufeng appeared in his hand, its buzzing sound revealing the charm of the shadow space.

Fighting is the main theme here.

Seeing that the Shadow Instructor was ready for today's training, Long Haoyu also gripped the Wufeng sword in front of him tightly.

Feeling the close connection with Wufeng, the words he had just answered the Shadow Instructor began to resonate in his heart.

With a sword in his hand, he was fearless.

Regardless of what lies ahead, he did indeed firmly resolve to uphold his ultimate belief, just as his shadow instructor had said.

No matter what lies ahead, even if it is full of demons and monsters.

He could also break it with a single sword strike.

Chapter 148 VS Yang Wenzhao, Yang Wenzhao's Request

"Instructor, let's begin!"

Long Haoyu took a deep breath, discarding all other thoughts at this moment, and devoted himself entirely to the battle that was about to begin with the Shadow Instructor.

The shadow instructor didn't say anything more. Sensing the intense fighting spirit emanating from Long Haoyu, he raised his sword, which flashed with a cold light, and attacked Long Haoyu.

"Well done!"

Long Haoyu gave a light shout. He was no longer the rookie he used to be who could be defeated in the blink of an eye.

Catching the shadow instructor's elusive trajectory, he also raised the bladeless sword in his hand, and the afterimages of the two collided in the shadow space.

Time passed by as Long Haoyu immersed himself in cultivation, and in the blink of an eye, the preliminary round of the Demon Hunter Team Selection Competition came to an end.

On this day, Long Haoyu did not continue his cultivation in the shadow space. After tidying up briefly, he followed Ye Hua and his group to the Knight Trial Grounds in the Holy Alliance Grand Trial Grounds.

The rest area was deserted, with only the top ten finalists and their teachers remaining.

Despite the quiet atmosphere, the people resting today still had a sense of excitement.

The top ten have been determined over the past few days, and today's match is the final one in the Knights Temple's top ten ranking competition.

The excitement of the crowd stemmed from their anticipation of the upcoming battle between Long Haoyu and Yang Wenzhao.

Whether it's Long Haoyu or Yang Wenzhao, their performance over the past few days has been observed by these knights. They are all very curious about who will be the final winner, given their dominant performance all the way.

"Contestant number one, contestant number five, enter the trial arena!"

Long Haoyu hadn't even warmed his seat in the rest area when Han Qian, the head referee, rang out in the training ground.

Upon hearing Han Qian's voice, Long Haoyu got up and walked towards the trial field. Yang Wenzhao, who was sitting in the first row, also got up at the same time and walked towards the trial field.

Before they even stepped onto the training ground, their gazes already mingled with a strong fighting spirit.

"I've been waiting for this battle for many days."

On the training ground, Yang Wenzhao looked at Long Haoyu calmly, feeling the fighting spirit on Long Haoyu that did not belong to him, and his face showed excitement.

Long Haoyu smiled slightly: "I've been waiting for this day for a long time. Our duel can begin soon."

"I hope this battle won't disappoint me!"

Yang Wenzhao continued, "In your last battle with Han Yu, I didn't see that your magical beast companions played a significant role."

"Although your Warcraft partner seems to be in much better spirits today, it doesn't seem to have recovered to its true peak yet."

"For a fair fight, I will not summon my monster companions today!"

As Yang Wenzhao said these words, he looked at the small white beast on Long Haoyu's shoulder.

Although the little white beast was much better than it had been a few days ago, its energy and spirit had indeed not yet returned to their true peak, just as Yang Wenzhao had said.

The white beast, at the peak of its vitality and spirit, used to be able to stand with its hands on its hips and spew insults at anyone, but now it had absolutely no desire to spew insults at anyone.

Long Haoyu was not surprised that Yang Wenzhao would make such a decision, but he still repeated what he had said to Han Yu before.

"Brother Yang, the competition is like another kind of battlefield."

"My Warcraft partner lacks energy and spirit, that's a problem with my Warcraft partner itself."

"If you don't use your Warcraft Companion, you'll likely lose the game because of that decision!"

"On the battlefield, there won't be any chance for us to regret it!"

Yang Wenzhao was not affected by Long Haoyu's words. He maintained his usual confidence, with a slight smile on his calm face.

The calm and profound temperament gradually turned into turbulent waves, and then became elusive and difficult to grasp.

"The battlefield certainly doesn't give us the chance to regret things like that."

"But if I don't even have the courage to fight fairly with others, then I will find it difficult to reach the true peak in my life."

"So today I choose to fight you fairly, and I even have a request to make to you."

Long Haoyu raised an eyebrow slightly: "Brother Yang, what are you trying to say?"

“You didn’t use your true strength in the battle against Han Yu, otherwise you could have defeated him in the first move.”

Yang Wenzhao slowly explained: "So in today's battle, I hope you can bring out your true peak strength without the cooperation of your magical beast partners."

"It's true peak strength, not just the peak strength promised in words!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Wenzhao suddenly spread his hands apart on either side of his body, and two golden rays shot out from them.

Soon, two identical golden greatswords appeared in his hands, and intense spiritual power suddenly surged forth at that moment.

Long Haoyu was somewhat speechless at Yang Wenzhao's request. Looking at the bladeless sword he had just removed, he muttered to himself, "Brother Yang, you seek a fair fight, but if I use all my strength other than my magical beast companions, it might be unfair to you and wouldn't align with your original intention."

Long Haoyu's voice was very low, only he and Yang Wenzhao could hear it. Yang Wenzhao listened to Long Haoyu's soft words and followed Long Haoyu's gaze to Wufeng.

In just a glance, he had a corresponding guess in his mind, but even with a guess, he did not show the slightest fear. On the contrary, he became even more excited.

"Since neither of us used any magical beast companions, it's a fair fight based on our remaining strength!"

"Now that you've reminded me of this separately, I feel even more eager for a fight between the two of us."

"You truly are the most suitable opponent for me!"

Yang Wenzhao lowered his voice considerably and answered excitedly.

Seeing Yang Wenzhao say this, Long Haoyu stopped arguing and gently stroked the blade with his palm.

His current spiritual power is a little over 2800 points. After Wu Feng amplifies his spiritual power, his total spiritual power can soar to over 3600 points.

Upon closer examination, it was just as Yang Wenzhao said: his use of Wufeng was at its peak without the cooperation of his magical beast partner, which was not unfair in a strict sense, nor did it seem impossible.

"Let's begin!" Yang Wenzhao urged again, already eager to try and even a little impatient.

Long Haoyu responded softly, "Then let's begin! I hope this battle will grant you your wish, Brother Yang!"

With his approval, Han Qian, the judge of the competition, announced the official start of the match in a deep voice.

The moment Han Qian's voice fell, the Wufeng sword in Long Haoyu's hand also emitted a buzzing sound.

At the same time, Long Haoyu silently shouted in his heart, "Wu Feng, fill it up!"

Chapter 149 Initial Version, The Demise

"Buzzing—"

The sounds of debate, though without sharp edges, continued to resound.

He was practically a piece of coal bored out of his mind, but upon hearing Long Haoyu's arrangement, he immediately turned Wufeng's firepower to its maximum.

The 30% increase was instantly bestowed upon Long Haoyu, and both his inner and outer spiritual power received a comprehensive boost at this moment.

The inner spiritual energy began to seep out from Long Haoyu's body. The liquid spiritual energy slowly flowed on the surface of his body, with a faint sense of jubilation, showing the strength of the spiritual energy.

Yang Wenzhao stared intently at Long Haoyu's change in demeanor.

His eyes, which had been wide open and filled with excitement, began to shrink at this moment.

"In that battle against Han Yu, you indeed did not use your true strength."

"You are at your peak right now!"

"I look forward to this battle with you!"

Yang Wenzhao whispered excitedly, gripping the golden greatsword in each hand, and spiritual energy surging from his body.