Chapter 102 Cai'er's Wrath (Part 1)
In the state of sacrifice, Long Haochen has entered a strange state and regards death as home. His own potential was developed to a great extent.
Actually, he was carrying the medicine given by Lin Xin. He could use the medicine to improve his cultivation level. However, his opponent did not even summon his mount for the sake of fairness. How could Long Haochen allow himself to rely on the medicine? What about drugs versus rivals? Under the tremendous pressure Yang Wenzhao brought to him, he realized the sacrifice and burst out in an instant. At this moment, all the disciplinary knight skills he had practiced in the past five years seemed to be completely integrated.
Yang Wenzhao sighed secretly in his heart. From his chest, dots of blue light floated out. Each dot of blue light seemed to contain a crystal luster, like blue gems flying out. Colliding with Long Haochen who fell from the sky.
Spiritual furnace!
He is confident to take Long Haochen's attack, but if he takes it head-on, he will definitely be injured. And Yang Wenzhao's goal is not just to pass the current round, he wants to be first among the knights and first in the finals of the Demon Hunting Team selection competition. At this time, how could you allow yourself to get hurt?
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom...
A series of roars continued to appear above Long Haochen's hovering figure, and every bit of blue crystal light flew out, matching his body When they collide together, a strong explosion will occur, and each explosion will reduce the golden-red light on Long Haochen's body by half, and the rotation speed will also decrease.
When Long Haochen was able to attack Yang Wenzhao at close range, he could no longer maintain his fighting sword.
Boom——
The two of them retreated at the same time. Yang Wenzhao retreated three feet, opened his mouth and sprayed out a faint golden mist, his chest heaved and he was slightly panting.
In the distance, Long Haochen stood there with his swords on the ground. The redness in his eyes gradually faded, and all his spiritual power also melted away. However, he still stood, with his back straight, looking at Yang Wen Zhao's face was as pale as gold paper, and blood kept spilling from his mouth and nose.
"Force me to use the Star Sea Spiritual Furnace to resist your attack. I admire you. If you and I were the same age, I might not be able to defeat you." Yang Wenzhao extended his thumb to Long Haochen, "I look forward to seeing you again after you have a mount. Let’s fight.”
“The game is over, No. 1 wins.” The referee’s voice sounded slightly anxious. Immediately afterwards, from the direction of the rostrum, a white light with dots of silver stars fell from the sky, instantly shining on Long Haochen.
Holy Healing Technique, the seventh-level healing skill of the Guardian Knight.
Dots of silver stars immersed themselves in Long Haochen's body under the holy light, stabilizing the energy and blood in his body and healing the injuries in his internal organs.
"Haochen." When the referee announced the end of the game, the protective shield around the training ground also dispersed. Ye Hua rushed into the field immediately and hugged him who was barely standing there. Long Haochen.
A mouthful of blood spurted out. Even though he was bathed in the Holy Healing Technique, Long Haochen slowly fell into Ye Hua's arms and fell into a coma. However, no one noticed that there was a faint layer of white light undulating softly on his chest.
In the corner, Han Yu stood there, not moving for a long time. Long Haochen lost in the end, to Yang Wenzhao. However, even if he loses this game, it will still be a glorious defeat!
Spiritual furnace, both of them actually have spiritual furnaces. Just this fact makes Han Yu feel like a sledgehammer in his heart and makes it difficult to breathe.
What skill did Long Haochen use? He knew Sacrifice, but he didn't know the sword-wheel-like skills. I would like to ask, if it were you, would you be able to win the skills that Long Haochen used while sacrificing himself without using the ability of the mount?
Han Yu didn't want to think about the answer because he already knew what the answer was. It was not unfair to lose to him. What's more important is that he is only fourteen years old, fourteen years old!
Many times, character can determine success or failure. Another person might have been depressed by the blow in front of him, but Han Yu's nature of becoming more courageous with each setback actually gave him some enlightenment at this time. He suddenly understood some of his grandfather's painstaking efforts.
Yes, for a young man who is only fourteen years old and whose cultivation is already able to compete with a fifth-level knight, what will be the limit of his future achievements? She is almost eight years older than him, and age is already an insurmountable gap. How difficult it is to catch up with him. Similarly, with such huge potential, his future improvement and experience can be imagined. By following him, not only can you become a member of the demon hunting group, but you can also accompany him to experience many things. Perhaps, this is really is your best choice.
The original unwillingness and pain in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by determination. He had set his sights on the goal and would never let himself deviate from the track again. The existence of Long Haochen, a super genius, is a constant spur to him.
Cai'er stood quietly on the street. She came here early in the morning, feeling the increasingly warm sunlight shining on her body, and her eyebrows were filled with softness.
Whenever she thought of her conversation with Long Haochen yesterday, she couldn't help but feel her heart beating faster. She was an assassin, and such emotions should not have appeared in her. However, she couldn't help but think about everything about him.
His hands were slender and strong, with broad palms. Every time he held her, his palms were warm and angry, and he embraced her palms. She liked the feeling of being protected very much. It was the first time since childhood that she had such an experience.
She will never forget the way Long Haochen, who was only nine years old, used his slender body to cover hers when they first met. He was so weak at that time, but a person's courage and kindness never have anything to do with strength. Even if it were an adult, would he be willing to protect her like this at that time?
When she gave away the forget-me-not ring that was extremely important to her, Caier was impulsive, but she trusted her intuition.
In fact, at that time, she never thought that one day she would meet Long Haochen again, but she still gave the ring without hesitation, forget-me-not. She didn't know whether this was meant for herself or for him to understand. . She has always lived in a cold world since she was a child. Warmth is an emotion for her, and she has only experienced this emotion from Long Haochen.
Being held by his hand every day and walking on this short journey was the happiest experience in Cai'er's life. The anticipation in her heart was even stronger than his. Compared with this happiness, it seems that the selection of the Demon Hunting Group is nothing.
Thinking of the trials, Cai'er's pretty face hidden under the veil couldn't help but smile. He said, always hold me and protect me like that. In the finals, I will help him do that.
It is undoubtedly painful for a blind person to lose his vision, but the inner world of a blind person is much richer than that of a normal person. Their imagination is far beyond the reach of normal people.
Cai'er just quietly recalled every moment between her and him, immersed in this happiness and waited. Waiting for his arrival to wake her up, and then let him hold her hand and walk on the road bathed in warmth and warmth.
Time gradually passed, and she waited there quietly like a sculpture. The warmth of the morning sun gradually turned into the warmth of noon. She was not anxious at all, just waiting quietly.
He didn't come, he still didn't come.
It wasn't until the warmth was gone and a slightly cool wind blew on her face that Cai'er shivered intelligently.
How long? This should be a breeze that only comes in the evening. It has been a while since I came to the Holy City, so my judgment in this regard will never be wrong.
He didn't come? Why didn't he come? Could it be that he regretted it? A layer of distressing mist gradually filled Cai'er's eyes.
He will come, he will come. Cai'er's hand holding the green bamboo staff gradually tightened, and she could clearly see that the joints were gradually turning white.
The afterglow of the setting sun gradually dissipated, and the night silently filled the streets and alleys of the Holy City. The temperature became even cooler, but it was not as cold as Cai'er's heart. Her petite body looked so lonely and lonely, as if her whole body had been enveloped in shadows.
Why, why don’t you come.
A tear slipped quietly down Cai'er's face, he would not come, the night was already dark.
Slowly turning around, Cai'er staggered towards the direction of the hotel where she was staying.
Suddenly, her steps stopped and her eyes widened slightly. He, he will participate in the competition today. Could it be because he had an accident during the game?
When she thought of this, all the chill in Cai'er's heart turned into anxiety. For some reason, she would rather he reneged on yesterday's promise than have any accidents happen to him.
Something must have happened. The next moment, Cai'er confirmed her judgment. Recalling what had happened between herself and Long Haochen, a hint of shame suddenly appeared in her heart. Concern leads to chaos. He is too pushy. With his character, let’s not say whether he will regret it. Even if he does regret it, will he avoid him? No, never.
The green bamboo stick connected on the ground, and the stagger under her feet disappeared. Soon, she disappeared into the vast night.
Half an hour later.
Cai'er sat quietly on the chair in the room, still holding the green bamboo stick in her hand, but the chill emanating from her body made the room temperature in the whole room at least ten degrees worse than the outside world.
Three meters away in front of her, a man shrouded in black whispered: "That's it. Long Haochen was treated by the powerful Holy Healing Technique of the Knights Temple, and his life should be It's okay, but it will probably hurt your vitality. It's still unknown whether you can participate in the finals."
"Go down." Cai'er's cold voice seemed to freeze the air.
"Yes, I'm resigning." The man in black quickly exited the room. After exiting, he felt that his blood seemed to be curdling due to the murderous aura released from Cai'er's body.
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(End of this chapter)