Chapter 83 Trouble comes from the mouth
The final round of 16 to 8 ended.
The Knights Templar had the largest number of people promoted, a total of three.
The Assassin's Temple and the Soul Temple each have two people, and only one person is left to advance from the Magic Temple.
As for the Warrior Temple and the Priest Temple, they had been completely wiped out.
There is no rest period in the knockout rounds.
In other words, such high-intensity competition will continue until the final champion is decided!
Tomorrow there will be a more intense round of eight to four.
The group stage rankings are completely useless at this point, and the remaining players will determine their opponents through a random draw.
Whether one can go further depends on the player's strength and luck.
Ye Tian took Cai'er's hand and slowly left the Knights Templar.
on the rostrum.
Han Qian and Lin Chen watched this scene silently, smiling like aunties at the same time.
"Good boy, you are really good at fooling girls. Looks like you have succeeded!"
Han Qian's smile widened.
Lin Chen beside him also nodded gently, "It took the Assassins' Temple many years to train such an outstanding talent, but in the end he was abducted by your Knights' Temple. No wonder Shadow is angry."
"There's nothing we can do about it. It's a matter of mutual consent on our part, young man."
"And what you said, does that mean Ye Tian is not a member of your Magic Temple?"
After hearing what Han Qian said, Lin Chen couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"That's true. This kid is really capable. It makes me happy just thinking about it."
"But I'm not happy!"
Just as the two were chatting happily, another hoarse and old voice suddenly came into the ears of Han Qian and Lin Chen.
Then a thin and distorted figure gradually became clear.
It was like walking out of the void.
Han Qian and Lin Chen's faces changed drastically, and they quickly bowed and saluted, "We greet the Saint!"
The person who came was the leader of the Assassin's Temple, the deputy leader of the Temple Alliance, and the ninth-level hero Shengyue.
He is also Cai'er's great-grandfather.
Sheng Yue glanced at Han Qian and Lin Chen, snorted coldly, and was in a very unhappy mood.
"Xiao Han, Xiao Lin, I heard you two were having a great time just now!"
"It just so happens that you have also been stuck at the eighth level and ninth level for many years. I happen to be free today, so I will come to help you stimulate your potential."
"This is also to cultivate talents for the Temple Alliance. I believe that Old Man Yang and Old Man Li will not object."
Hearing this, Han Qian and Lin Chen immediately looked sad.
"Saint, we were wrong. You are a magnanimous person. Please don't bother with us!"
"Stop talking nonsense. Either you come with me voluntarily, or I will do it right now in front of other people. It's your choice!"
Sheng Yue snorted coldly, not giving any face at all.
Han Qian and Lin Chen looked at each other and felt bitter in their hearts.
There is no way to avoid the beating today.
"No, Saint, please give us some face. Can't we go with you?"
Lin Chen forced an ugly smile on his face and asked tentatively.
"Sage, can you please show some mercy? After all, Old Han and I are both old and weak, and we can't stand your torture."
"Why don't we stay here and continue to shine for the Holy Alliance?"
Sheng Yue said nothing, took a step forward and disappeared.
"Let's go, don't keep the old saint waiting anxiously."
Han Qian sighed helplessly, and followed Lin Chen dejectedly.
I will never talk nonsense again!
Leave the Knight Trial Field.
Ye Tian sent Cai'er back to the hotel as usual, and the footsteps gradually faded away as the girl listened.
The next day, the quarter-finals began.
The atmosphere on the scene was noticeably heavier.
In particular, the aura of the vast majority of contestants became increasingly stronger.
In addition to advancing to the semi-finals, today's winner is also just one step away from the unique spirit furnace reward for the top three.
There is no doubt that everyone will do their best today. Ye Tian and Long Haochen arrived at the Knight Trial Field early.
This time Lin Xin did not step forward to disturb him, perhaps because he was worried that he would affect Long Haochen's condition.
As expected, as soon as he entered the rest area, Long Haochen began to meditate and practice.
Ye Tian was not so anxious. He came to sit beside Cai'er and quietly held the girl's hand.
The two of them were enjoying this beauty as if no one was around.
"The competition time is up, the top eight contestants will enter to draw lots!"
Han Qian's voice sounded again.
Ye Tianxia stood up subconsciously, and Cai'er also stood up slowly, and their hands holding each other did not separate.
"Cai'er?"
Ye Tian was a little surprised.
Cai Er whispered softly, "Let's go draw lots first!"
Hearing this, Ye Tian immediately chuckled, then took Cai'er's hand and walked to the stage generously.
Everyone in the rest area naturally saw this scene.
Whether men or women, there was a sense of envy in their hearts.
The remaining eight people stood in a row again, looking at each other, with various emotions revealed in their eyes from time to time.
But the only looks that fell on Cai'er were almost all filled with fear.
It was obvious that yesterday's battle left a deep impression on everyone. Even Long Haochen's eyes were solemn when he looked at Cai'er.
Ye Tian pulled Cai'er and his eyes fell on Han Qian.
The whole person froze in place.
There was something obviously wrong with Han Qian today. Not only was his face pale, but there were also bruises all over it.
It was like being beaten.
"Captain Paladin, are you okay?"
Ye Tian couldn't help but ask.
Han Qian's mouth twitched slightly, but he still pretended to be dignified, "Don't talk nonsense during the drawing ceremony."
"Everyone is present, the drawing ceremony officially begins!"
The familiar halo appears again.
Without needing to be reminded, the eight contestants placed their hands on the halo.
Rays of golden light flashed, and the drawing of lots was quickly over.
"Good luck!"
Ye Tian’s opponent is another player from the Assassin’s Temple, a fourth-level assassin named Mu Ning.
Not running into Cai'er and Long Haochen was obviously something to be happy about.
Seeing the result of the draw, Han Qian also breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the bad luck did not continue.
There was no civil war within the Knights Templar, and there was no confrontation with Cai'er who had shined yesterday.
Yang Wenzhao's opponent is the fourth-level summoner Bai Xiaomo.
Long Haochen ran into Liao Yu, a fifth-level beast controller.
Cai'er's opponent is the fifth-level magician Huang Yi.
Then there are Ye Tian and Mu Ning!
In general, Ye Tian and Yang Wenzhao have the best luck among the eight people. As long as there are no accidents, it is a foregone conclusion that they will advance to the semi-finals.
"The two with the lightest colors stay here, and the others go back to the rest area and wait."
Ye Tian whispered softly in Cai'er's ear.
"I'm in the first match, Cai'er, you're in the last match. Go back to the rest area and wait for me. I'll tell you about your opponent later."
Huang Yi, who hadn't left yet, suddenly twitched his mouth.
Do you have to be so targeted?
The other six people slowly left, leaving only Ye Tian and Mu Ning on the ring.
"Knights Templar Ye Tian vs. Assassins Templar Mu Ning, the game begins!"
As soon as Han Qian finished speaking, he flashed to the top of the ring.
"Rumble--"
The arena shook and eight thick stone pillars rose up quickly.
(End of this chapter)