Chapter 24: Yang Wenzhao's Fighting Spirit; First Soul Skill, Angel Assault!

"It is said that the moment Long Xingyu saw that person named Ye Ling, he immediately chose to take him as his disciple."

"Not just him, even Long Tianyin is the same; it could be said that this child is a disciple shared by both father and son."

Yang Haohan explained.

Yang Wenzhao: "!!!"

Two Divine Seal Knights! The inheritance of two Divine Seal Knights? Is this? A Dual-Cultivation Knight?

At this moment, Ye Ling's status in Yang Wenzhao's heart rose abruptly.

In Yang Wenzhao's view, Ye Ling's own strength was just so-so, but having been taught by those two, he would definitely be stronger in the future. "However, why did you suddenly bring him up? Did you see him at Yulong Pass?" Yang Haohan took a sip of the tea in his hand and spoke.

Hearing this, Yang Wenzhao recounted everything that had just happened.

Including the part about Gui Wu.

Yang Wenzhao couldn't be bothered to care about Gui Wu.

He was merely the grand-disciple of a city lord of a repair city.

It wasn't enough to make Yang Haohan angry.

But he was very interested in Ye Ling's aura.

Even though he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Yang Wenzhao's description alone made Yang Haohan immensely interested.

"Oh? It seems this youth has already completed his Sacred Awakening. Old Long and Xingyu didn't tell me about this matter, so I am not clear about his Innate Internal Spiritual Power."

"However, looking at his situation, his Innate Internal Spiritual Power is likely not inferior to yours, perhaps even above yours. He might be the fourth genius in the history of the Knight Temple with an Innate Internal Spiritual Power exceeding eighty points!"

Yang Haohan was worthy of being the Alliance Leader; he analyzed part of the situation based solely on words.

"Eighty points?" Hearing this, Yang Wenzhao couldn't help but be stunned.

He had thought that in this era, a genius like himself with seventy-eight points of Innate Internal Spiritual Power was already the limit, but there could actually be someone with eighty points to suppress him? This? If anyone else had said it, Yang Wenzhao would certainly have retorted.

But he knew his grandfather's insight was definitely above his own.

Yet, still unconvinced, he said: "So what if his Innate Internal Spiritual Power is eighty? Right now, he is still inferior to me!"

"Oh?" Yang Haohan became interested upon hearing this: "Right now, this is merely the lowest point in this youth's life. You defeated him, so where does the pride come from?"

"According to what you said, Ye Ling is a genius with eighty points of Innate Internal Spiritual Power.

I have the classics left behind by my grandfather, and I have been taught by you from childhood to adulthood. This education is not necessarily inferior to those two Divine Seal Knight adults.

Defeating him with equal resources, I am not necessarily unable to be proud!"

Compared to his future self, Yang Wenzhao still had some youthful arrogance.

In his view, the other party was not inferior to him in any resources, and even if he was slightly younger, why couldn't he speak of it now that he had been compared and surpassed?

"Haha." Yang Haohan only found it very interesting. He drank a cup of tea and continued: "You only saw the people behind this child, but you overlooked his path of growth."

"Before being taken as a disciple by Long Xingyu, he was merely a small soldier in the Yulong Legion, and the place he was in before joining the army was only a third-tier city. His most knowledgeable teacher was only at the Fifth Rank."

"It can be said that he has only received the same level of Divine Seal-level education as you for three months. Calculating it this way, Wen Zhao, what pride do you have left?"

Yang Haohan took a sip of the tea in his hand. He was naturally extremely satisfied with this grandson.

At least when he was the same age, he was completely incomparable.

Although he had become increasingly steady under his own guidance, he had never suffered setbacks. Yang Wenzhao was a bit afraid that he would head toward Long Xingyu's extreme personality. Watching his grandson's expression, Yang Haohan knew his provocation had succeeded.

"Three months? He wasn't taught by Lord Xingyu since childhood? He was only taught for three months?"

"This? How is this possible? What he displayed... even when I had just completed my Sacred Awakening, it was about the same, right? Or perhaps even a bit worse..."

"If he could have received Divine Seal-level resource education since childhood, perhaps, even now, I might not be his opponent?"

Yang Wenzhao thought to himself. He was a very smart person, and after his grandfather's slight words, he immediately understood a great deal.

Although it was only words and he hadn't practiced it, the words alone made him clear about Ye Ling's level.

But the arrogance in his heart was also completely ignited at this moment: "No! Impossible!"

"I will definitely not lose! I won't lose this time, I won't lose next time, and I will never lose to him in the future!"

After Yang Wenzhao finished thinking all this, he looked at Yang Haohan and said: "I understand, Grandfather."

"For the next three months, I will not wander around. Please teach me well within the temple. I will wait for him in the finals at the level of breaking through to the Third Order Seventh Level!"

"If he fails to participate in the finals, then I will wait for him at the Demon Hunt Squad Competition, if he can meet me in the finals."

Speaking of this, Yang Wenzhao paused, then gritted his teeth and said: "I will let him know, in this generation, who is truly the leader!"

Ye Ling had already returned to the Mountain of the Divine Seal.

He sat cross-legged on the spot.

The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul on his body emerged once again at this moment.

Originally, there was only one Soul Ring on the jade feet of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

Now, an extra ring of light had appeared at the ankle.

After just sending Chen Ying'er back to that side hall for receiving guests, Ye Ling had also quickly returned to the Mountain of the Divine Seal, returning to his two teachers to cultivate here.

Having used the Soul Ring of the Light Shadow Leopard, he had just finished his cultivation.

The father and son, Long Tianyin and Long Xingyu, on the side, were watching all this with great interest.

Ever since Ye Ling awakened, Long Tianyin didn't really want to leave anymore.

Instead, he had the idea of staying here and observing Ye Ling all the time.

And now, he had no regrets; he had indeed observed something.

"Not only does he have the Six-Winged Angel, but this mysterious ring of light on his body is also unheard of. Could this be the miraculous nature of the Child of Light?"

"It is a pity that a Child of Light only appears once every six thousand years. If there were other Children of Light, perhaps they could truly cooperate in a short time and lead humanity out of this Dark Era in the future."

Long Tianyin looked at the Six-Winged Angel goddess hovering above Ye Ling's head, and a look of shock could not help but appear in his eyes. The whole person was immersed in the light within it.

Seeing his father like this, Long Xingyu curled his lips and said: "How could the Child of Light be so simple? In the past six thousand years, only one Ye Ling has appeared."

"Do you think they are as common as Chinese cabbage?"

It is indeed not like a head of Chinese cabbage, but in this era, there is indeed one more, and as it happens, it is your "son." Ye Ling had just finished his cultivation and laughed inwardly.

However, his reaction was immediately noticed by the two Divine Seal Knights, who looked over at once.

Then, looking at the Six-Winged Angel above Ye Ling's head, the two were curious, and Long Tianyin also asked: "Ye Ling, what is this halo above the Six-Winged Angel?"

"This?" Ye Ling slowly stood up, and the halo above his Martial Soul slowly changed, converging onto his body: "It is the power of the Six-Winged Angel; each halo represents a unique skill."

"How is the consumption?" Long Xingyu asked curiously.

"Lower than skills of the same rank, but the power is even greater," Ye Ling explained.

"Oh? Then shall we try it?" Long Tianyin was quite interested; as a Ninth-Rank Divine Seal Knight, he excelled in defense and took on this task immediately.

"Fine," Ye Ling nodded.

He happened to need a punching bag.

Previously, he had thought about whether to find Chen Ying'er to try it out.

But in the end, he decided not to torment that little loli.

If he could try it out on Long Tianyin now, that would be quite good.

Thinking of this, he drove the Spiritual Power within his body, and then, the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul and the first Soul Ring on his body also flashed continuously at this moment.

"First Spiritual Skill, Angel Assault!"

(End of this chapter)