Chapter 68 Identity Exposed
Seeing the energetic Long Haochen, Li Xin also breathed a sigh of relief.
To be honest, she didn't even dare to think about catching up with Lin Feng. When she learned in the Haoyue Branch Hall that Lin Feng's spiritual power had surpassed his at the age of twelve, she realized that she and Lin Feng were not from the same world.
Lin Feng’s future achievement will definitely be level nine, and he may even have the opportunity to challenge the “Divine Seal Throne”.
As for Long Haochen, at this stage, he is indeed not as calm as Lin Feng, and his personality is more introverted.
But his talent might be a little worse than Lin Feng's.
But if compared with other people, Li Xin doesn't think anyone's talent is higher than Long Haochen.
As the oldest among the three, she still hopes to see Lin Feng and Long Haochen fighting side by side in the future.
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"The rules of the game say that you are not allowed to intentionally injure your opponent. If one party causes death, the other party will also be declared the loser, and the branch temple in that city will be held responsible."
The young referee on the field continued.
"Let's begin the first round of today's elimination match. There are a total of 156 participants in this preliminary round, including five level contestants. They will have byes in the first three rounds. The draw will begin now. All contestants, please get ready."
Just as the referee finished speaking.
There was a sudden noise from the audience.
"This is too unfair, isn't it? Out of ten places, five have already been chosen?"
"Yeah, what have I been practicing so hard for all these years? Isn't it just to form my own demon hunting group and gain merit in exchange for secret skills?"
"There are only ten places in total, and they've taken up five. There are 151 of us, so we can only have five..."
"Originally I might have had a chance, but now it's gone."
Listening to the rustling sounds from the audience, the young referee standing on the stage didn't know what to do for a moment.
Just when he wanted to ignore them and start drawing lots.
A troublemaker suddenly jumped out and shouted, "I demand that the qualification for the fifth-level recommendation be revoked!"
Everyone in the audience looked in the direction of the sound.
Due to the dim lighting and the distance, no one could see clearly who shouted this.
Just when others were still hesitating whether to express their displeasure.
The man continued, "Is the fifth level definitely stronger than the fourth level? Maybe they forced their spiritual power to the fifth level in order to qualify for admission."
As soon as these words were spoken, those people whose strength was neither strong nor weak suddenly became excited.
"Yeah, is the fourth level definitely weaker than the fifth level?"
"We request that the quota for the fifth-level submission be cancelled."
"Everyone, please be quiet." The man hiding in the darkness suddenly shouted loudly.
"Respected Knight Commander, I have no objection to the fifth-rank players having the qualification of three rounds of byes, but this year's fifth-rank players have already occupied half of the quota, and there are only five places left. Can you consider increasing the total number of demon hunting teams?"
"If so, we agree."
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At the same time, on the rostrum.
Several old men nearby also talked about it.
"Indeed, there are too many fifth-level players this time, and four of them have just entered the fifth level. How about canceling their byes this time?"
"No, if there is someone with great talent in the fourth level, if he meets a fifth level, wouldn't that bury the talent?"
"Even if you have just entered the fifth level, the changes in liquid spiritual power cannot be compensated by the fourth level."
"What about increasing the number of demon hunting teams?" "That's even more impossible. Although the Temple Alliance has collected the secret techniques and epic weapons of the six major temples, these things are limited after all. Training ten demon hunting teams every five years is already the limit."
The discussion failed, and the four old men set their sights on Han Qian, the leader of the Paladins.
Han Qian couldn't help but shake his head as the elders had been discussing for a long time without any result.
Han Qian stood up and waved his arm. The originally dim venue suddenly became bright. Without the cover of darkness, the scene that was like a vegetable market just now suddenly became quiet.
He glanced at the crowd. Although he was old, his eyes were still sharp.
His gaze lingered on the few people who had been making the most noise before.
Seeing this, the latter was very tactful and stopped talking, sitting aside obediently.
One of them was someone that Lin Feng and Long Haochen were very familiar with, and that person was Gui Wu.
In fact, Guiwu said this after some thought. On his first day at the Temple Alliance, he had already gotten to know the contestants.
With his strength, he was just ranked eleventh, out of the top ten.
This is also the reason why he strongly opposed it.
Han Qian said in a low, serious voice: "If you don't even have the strength to defeat someone of the same level, why do you think you can challenge the fifth level?"
“As for whether they are the fifth-level ones made of elixirs, you will naturally be qualified to challenge them after you enter the top 20.”
"I don't want to say anything more. Not allowing Level 5 to participate in the first three rounds of the competition is the best protection for those who have real strength."
"The game continues."
When Guiwu heard Han Qian say this, his gums were about to break.
This undoubtedly told him that there was no chance of increasing the number of spots in the demon hunting team, and it also directly cut off his hope of participating in the finals.
If the gap between the two places is too big, then you don’t pass, but the problem is that you may end up ranking eleventh.
Just as he looked in the direction of Lin Feng, he seemed to remember something.
He turned to look at the ghost of his father beside him and said, "Dad, I remember when we went to the Holy Mountain of Knights, he seemed to be from the Assassin's Temple, right?"
The person Gui Wu was talking about was naturally Lin Feng.
The ghost frowned slightly. He really didn't pay attention to anything at that time.
But now that I think about it, it is indeed strange. How could Ying Suifeng, as the deputy leader of the Assassin's Temple and the leader of the Xiaying Hall, appear in the Holy Mountain of Knights with a knight from the Knights Templar?
At this time, Gui Wu seemed to remember something and said excitedly: "Dad, I remember that guy, he seemed to call the assassin teacher, right?"
"It seems so." The ghost also reacted.
"He was taught by the Assassin's Temple, so why would he participate in the preliminary round at the Knight's Temple?"
"He is not a knight!" Guiwu said excitedly.
The ghost suddenly realized: "That means, as long as this matter is made public, Lin Feng will lose the qualification to participate in the competition, and then your ranking will be very likely to enter the top ten."
"Then what are you waiting for? Report him now."
"There's no rush now. Let's wait until I get into the eleventh place." Gui Wu was still a little hesitant. When he recalled the scene of being beaten by Lin Feng, he still felt a little scared.
However, when he thought of Lin Feng's strange speed at that time, he became more certain that Lin Feng was an assassin rather than a knight.
How can a knight be so fast?
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(End of this chapter)