Chapter 28: The Final Opponent, Actually the Future Divine Seal Knight?!

After the drawing of lots was completed.

Ye Ling also received his own lot.

Group A, number nine.

And as luck would have it, this first match of the competition happened to be Ye Ling.

"Group A, first match, Knight Number Nine versus Knight Number Fifteen."

As the referee's voice above slowly faded, Ye Ling naturally did not hesitate in the slightest and quickly walked in.

But what he did not expect was that the person opposite him was none other than Gui Wu.

"To think that enemies often cross paths; this kid Gui Wu is really accurate." Watching all this, Ye Ling gave a contemptuous smile.

High above.

On the main seats of the viewing platform, the three Divine Seal Knights sat in the center, flanked by those Gold Knights and Mithril Knights.

Among them, everyone looked at an old man wearing Gold Knight armor, their eyes filled with teasing amusement: "Oh, Brother Gui Jue, if I remember correctly, this youth named Gui Wu is your grand-disciple, right?"

"Yes."

"I didn't expect that your grand-disciple would be the first talent to win in this Youth Knight Competition. Congratulations."

"Haha, congratulations to you too."

Several Mithril Knights were there congratulating the City Lord of Xiu City; they did not know Ye Ling, but they knew Gui Wu, so they naturally assumed Ye Ling would definitely lose.

Only the three Divine Seal Knights, who knew the true situation, exchanged glances, seemingly mocking these few subordinates.

And Long Xingyu was watching Ye Ling's position with burning eyes.

"Ye Ling, after three years of silence, this competition is the time for you to truly shine!"

Below, at this moment, Ye Ling and Gui Wu slowly walked onto the arena.

"To think that enemies often cross paths. You kid, I was a bit regretful that Yang Wenzhao couldn't do anything to you before, but now that I think about it, it's even more satisfying to eliminate you myself, make you fail, and prevent you from fulfilling that agreement!"

As soon as Gui Wu got on stage, he began to spout nonsense. Clearly, in his view, Ye Ling was bound to lose!

"Oh, let's start!" Ye Ling was too lazy to pay him any mind.

"Where is your sword?" Gui Wu looked at Ye Ling, who was empty-handed, and gave a disdainful smile: "What, are you too afraid to even fight?"

"You?" Ye Ling glanced at Gui Wu sideways, shook his head, and said: "You aren't worthy of making me use my sword!"

"Arrogant!" Gui Wu was furious and instantly charged toward Ye Ling's position.

The sharp edge of the longsword in his hand was revealed as he instantly thrust toward Ye Ling: "Light Slash Sword!"

The speed was very fast, and the crowd on the sidelines couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

"This speed can be considered quite skilled within the Third Rank Third Level! Not to mention that his opponent is a complete nobody."

"This is a straight-up slaughter!"

"Sigh, I really envy Gui Wu. This first easy kill just happened to fall into his lap; he really made a name for himself!"

Countless beings were talking like this at this moment, including those contestants who felt it was a pity they had lost a stepping stone.

Ye Ling did not know, nor did he have any thoughts on it.

"Sigh, spoiled brats are, after all, just spoiled brats. It seems that in the Knight Temple, apart from a few families that hold their disciples to high standards, most of them end up slacking off."

Just as Ye Ling's voice fell, a halo appeared beneath his feet.

"First Soul Skill, Angel Assault." As soon as Ye Ling's voice fell, a brilliant radiance emerged from his body. In just an instant, he dashed forward, crossed Gui Wu's body, and threw a punch.

It struck his abdomen.

At this moment, Gui Wu felt as if he had been rammed by a wild beast; he instantly flew backward and slammed heavily against the light wall at the edge of the arena.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Impossible, how could I lose?" This was his final thought before he crashed to the ground and fell completely unconscious.

"This... this match, Knight Number Nine wins!" the referee said with some surprise.

The entire arena fell silent.

They looked at everything in front of them with dull expressions, their minds going completely blank.

No way? No way? No way!

This? I originally thought he was just an ordinary weakling, but I didn't expect? He actually knocked out Gui Wu with one punch? This? A dark horse! High above.

"Gui Wu!" When the City Lord of Xiu City, Gui Jue, saw this, he was immediately shocked. Just a moment ago, he thought he was about to become famous. Now, he was right.

But it was infamy.

This was just too much? He immediately turned around and said: "Three Hall Masters, I wish to request an investigation into everything about this child. To be able to crush Gui Wu with one punch, yet have been completely unknown in the past, how is this possible? Could it be that there was some mistake?"

Gui Jue was ruthless at heart; even though the results of the Youth Knight Competition were to be accepted by the participants themselves, he did not intend to let it go after his grand-disciple was treated this way.

"Hmph, the previous investigations were all conducted by the surrounding Gold and Mithril Knights. What? Do you not trust them? Or is it that? You are intentionally trying to do something?" On the side, Long Tianyin heard this, spoke slowly, and looked straight at Gui Jue.

As Ye Ling's grand-master, even if it hadn't been revealed, he could not let Ye Ling be bullied as long as Ye Ling had done nothing wrong.

"I dare not, I dare not." Gui Jue looked at the unfriendly gazes of the knights around him, immediately shrank back to his seat, dared not speak further, and hurriedly sat down.

Likewise, as he sat down, he could feel a pressure hanging over his head, like a sharp sword that could fall at any moment.

Gui Jue instantly put away his thoughts of revenge and completely backed down.

Behind him, Long Xingyu was watching him with a calm expression.

"You don't have the qualifications to bully my disciple."

Afterward, he looked down at Ye Ling with satisfaction.

"As expected of my disciple, as expected of the Child of Light."

"This opening victory is truly excellent."

"Is that it?" Ye Ling ignored Gui Wu's situation, simply turned around on the spot, and slowly walked away.

It was not until he had left that the entire arena finally made an assessment of this battle.

It was gasps of shock across the mountains and plains! Only, Ye Ling could not see it.

After speaking a few words with Chen Ying'er, Ye Ling returned directly to the accommodations arranged for the contestants within the venue; either decide the champion, or fail, otherwise he would remain in this Knight Competition venue for the time being.

Ye Ling was too lazy to dwell on it too much.

He went back to cultivate.

Time passed quite quickly.

After all, this Youth Knight Competition was not some terrifying event; there were several matches a day, and after three days, it had basically entered the finals of the respective groups.

It could also be called the semi-finals of the entire group competition.

"You're strong, Ye Ling, hahaha! You've not only completed the requirement of the top ten, but you've also become one of the top four. As long as you win one more match, you can go and beat up Yang Wenzhao!"

Chen Ying'er followed by Ye Ling's side, laughing heartily.

Originally, she was not qualified to enter, but she wanted to very much; after the judging panel deliberated, it was passed unanimously that she could come into the inner field to hang out.

Therefore, she followed by Ye Ling's side.

"Just basic operations."

"It's a pity I didn't encounter a decent opponent; the Knights of Yulong Pass are truly uneven in quality now."

Ye Ling shook his head with regret.

"You, you're really bragging too much. There are quite a few disciples of Gold Knights in here, all geniuses of Demon Hunt Squad caliber; it's just that you are too much of a genius."

"But it's fine too. As long as you finish the last group final, you can have a battle with Yang Wenzhao! Even if you can't beat him up, you have to disgust him a little!"

Chen Ying'er said with a smile.

Afterwards, she poked her head out, intending to see Ye Ling's final opponent, but suddenly, her little face stiffened, and she looked at everything in front of her with a helpless expression, appearing somewhat dumbfounded.

"No way? This guy is also coming to join the fun?"

"He's not easy to deal with!"

Ye Ling was puzzled and leaned forward: "Let me see."

Among them were the matches for the two group finals.

Ye Ling did not recognize the opponent at Yang Wenzhao's side; he was likely just a small fry with no name in the original story.

But as for the opponent he was to face, Ye Ling recognized him, and what's more, he was a very famous character.

"Oh?"

"The squire of my 'little junior brother', the future Divine Seal Knight? Han Yu?"

(End of this chapter)