Chapter 12: Ninth-level One-armed Old Man
"Is this... a domain skill? This is the mark of a ninth-level expert!"
Faced with this sudden scene, Ye Hua was filled with shock.
At this time, a white-haired, one-armed old man passed through the light curtain of the Holy Mountain of Knights and appeared in front of everyone.
As the other party withdrew his territory.
Ye Hua quickly pulled Long Haochen over, knelt on one knee, clenched his right fist and placed it on his chest, and said in a standard knight's etiquette: "Ye Hua from the Haoyue Branch Hall, I have brought the knight Long Haochen to select a knight partner. I have unintentionally caused unrest. Please punish me, senior."
The one-armed old man waved his hand, indicating that the matter was over. He turned to look at Ying Suifeng and said, "I have also received the notification of your request. I didn't expect that the head of the Xiaying Hall would come here in person."
"The leader of the Xiaying Hall, Ying Suifeng."
Hearing the old man addressing the black-robed man in front of him, Ye Hua subconsciously repeated the same thing.
Long Haochen, who was standing nearby, happened to hear this and asked curiously, "Instructor Ye Hua, what is the Xiaying Hall? Is it very powerful?"
Ye Hua explained: "The early titles of assassins are similar to those of warriors, but they are completely different after the fifth level. The highest title of an assassin is a knight. The most mysterious of the Assassin's Temple is the Shadow of the Knights. There are a total of 36 Hidden Knights in the Shadow of the Knights. Each Hidden Knight is above the eighth level."
"At least an eighth-rank expert..." Long Haochen asked in surprise, "Then isn't the leader of the Xiaying Hall in front of me a ninth-rank expert?"
"Yes, I didn't expect to meet two ninth-level masters in one day."
At this time, Lin Feng looked at Long Haochen with envy and complained in his heart: "Don't be envious. Your father who thinks he is being cheated on is a Divine Seal Knight."
After learning about Ying Suifeng's identity, the person who was most shocked was not Ye Hua, but the two yellow-haired men.
At this moment, when the old yellow-haired ghost learned that the person he had just attacked was a ninth-level strongman, his heart jumped into his throat.
My whole body was cold.
He really couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if his sword had not been blocked by Ye Hua.
Moreover, his stupid son actually attacked his disciple...
The ghost became more and more frightened as he thought about it, and his forehead was covered with sweat.
"Come on, go and apologize to me."
Without waiting for Gui Wu to answer, Guiying directly dragged his son Gui Wu to Ying Suifeng and Lin Feng.
Seeing that his son was still unconvinced, Guiying did not tolerate it and kicked Guiwu in the knee joint, scolding him: "Why don't you kneel down and apologize to me?"
Under the ghost's force, he forced his son's head to give Lin Feng a blow.
After doing all this, Guiying also knelt on one knee in front of Ying Suifeng and said, "Senior, I was wrong just now. Please forgive me."
Ying Suifeng was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Seeing that Ying Suifeng ignored his thoughts, Guiying looked at the one-armed old man, hoping that he could say a few words for him.
Seeing this, the old man said helplessly: "After all, this man is from my Knights Templar. Although his behavior was a bit reckless, I hope you can forgive me for my age."
"If it weren't for your contributions to the alliance, do you think he would still be able to speak here?" Ying Suifeng said calmly.
Hearing this, the ghost also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you for your understanding, senior."
Although Guiying was able to bend and stretch, his son was impulsive, irritable, and a chatterbox. Asking him to kowtow to Lin Feng, who was so much younger than him, was simply the greatest humiliation for him.
Especially when he saw Lin Feng, who had a calm face, as if nothing had happened, he felt even more angry inside.
As expected, Gui Wu looked up at Lin Feng and said disdainfully: "You little brat, you just have a stronger teacher. In terms of strength, this young master can defeat you in minutes!" "Idiot." Lin Feng rolled his eyes at him and decided to ignore this fool.
He had seen many shameless people, but he had never seen anyone so shameless.
Judging from age, Guiwu is already an adult, while he is only eight years old. The age difference between the two is a full eight years.
How did he have the nerve to say that?
But if a real fight breaks out, Lin Feng can really easily defeat him.
Seeing Lin Feng insulting him like that, Gui Wu was about to say a few harsh words when the one-armed old man shook his head, raised his one arm and sucked the ghost shadow over.
Then a tide of spiritual power surged into his body.
The ghost resisted subconsciously, and severe pain spread throughout his body.
Let out a miserable scream.
Just as Guiying was about to explain to his son, the old man said, "You are here to contract a monster, too. Give me the certificate."
The ghost was stunned for a moment, but soon understood the other party's good intentions. This was to measure the bone age of his rebellious son, and also to protect his son and prevent him from talking nonsense.
The ghost quickly took out a scroll and handed it to the old man.
After making sure there was no problem, the old man looked at Guiwu who had come back to his senses from the pain, took out a copper-yellow token from the space props, and transformed the token into spiritual power and integrated it into it.
At this time, a special mark also appeared on Guiwu's forehead.
The old man said, "This mark on your forehead is used to sign a contract with a monster. If a monster gets close to you, you can use it to communicate and brand it."
The old man looked at the token in his hand and said, "If no monster is willing to sign a contract with you within three days, the token will light up with golden light and teleport you out."
"have you understood?"
The ghost directly snatched the token from the old man and said arrogantly: "Humph, three days, this young master won't need three days."
When Gui Wu passed by Lin Feng and Long Haochen, he did not forget to provoke them. He twisted his body arrogantly and turned in front of them, revealing an expression that looked like he deserved a beating.
Only then did they pass through the barrier leading to the starting holy mountain.
Seeing his outspoken son leave, Guiying breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Ying Suifeng and said, "I'm sorry that my son was not well-educated. Senior, please don't blame me."
"I won't get involved in matters between children." Ying Suifeng said calmly.
The ghost was stunned for a moment, then left the place alone without saying anything. He also believed that a strong man like Ying Suifeng would not embarrass a junior.
With the departure of these two people, the scene became much calmer.
The one-armed old man first looked at Lin Feng, then looked at Ying Suifeng and said, "You spent so much just to let this child enter the Holy Mountain of Knights?"
"But I have to remind you that this child has not experienced the holy awakening of the Knights Templar. The monsters inside may be hostile to him, and there is a certain degree of danger."
"Are you sure you want to go?" Ying Suifeng looked at Lin Feng and said.
In fact, he was a little hesitant. After all, there were monsters from level one to level nine in the Knights Holy Mountain. It was indeed very dangerous for Lin Feng to go in with his level three strength.
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(End of this chapter)