Divine Seal: I, Han Yu, will never be a servant!

Chapter 48 The battle for the top eight begins

After the game ended, Cai'er returned to the rest area and sat down next to Han Yu.Han Yu looked at Cai'er with a smile on his face and said softly: "Cai'er, awesome!"

Hearing this, Cai'er pursed her red lips and said nothing, but her delicate body moved closer and closer to Han Yu, looking at the two of them with outsiders' eyes. At this moment, Cai'er seemed to be cuddling up to Han Yu. General around.

A small hand as white as mutton fat and jade slowly approached Han Yu. Then, the jade hand fell on Han Yu's palm and quietly wrote a few words.

"No matter how powerful I am, I still need your protection."

After writing these words, Cai'er's cheeks turned red instantly, but fortunately, the black veil prevented Han Yu from facing the blush.

Han Yu felt warm in his heart and quietly squeezed Cai'er's little hand.

Sixteen into eight, the game ended.

Although the lottery drawn by the Knight Temple was not very good, there were still three people in the top eight.Two people from the Assassin Temple, one from the Magic Temple, one from the Summoning Temple, and one from the Warrior Temple.Tomorrow will be an even more intense eight-in-four decisive battle.Moreover, tomorrow's game draw is still random, and today's group ranking restrictions are missing.Strong dialogue will be staged.

After the game, Han Yu sent Cai'er back to the hotel as usual.Just as the two were leaving together, they didn't know that not far from the rostrum of the Knights' Training Ground, Ying Suifeng was staring at Han Yu with gritted teeth.

Han Qian vigorously waved his fist and said with a smile: "Although the brat is a prostitute, it is undeniable that these girls are the leaders of various temples. Shadow, do you see it? The little girl just now was clinging to her He’s around, hahaha!”

"Stay close to your sister! This development is too fast." Ying Suifeng said a little depressed.

Han Qian patted Ying Suifeng on the shoulder with a smile on his face and said, "Brother, thank you! Thank you to the Assassin Temple for cultivating such an outstanding talent as my granddaughter-in-law. I am very happy."

"However, I feel very uncomfortable. Old Han, you have been bottlenecked at level [-] and level [-] for many years. I am here today to help you stimulate your potential!"

At this moment, a somewhat twisted figure gradually became clear in front of Han Qian. This was an old man with a slightly thin body.

After seeing the old man, Han Qian's expression suddenly changed. He said with a bitter face: "Old Saint, I was wrong. You don't remember the faults of villains. Don't be as knowledgeable as me!"

The thin old man snorted coldly and said: "Stop talking nonsense and come with me to the assassin training ground. If you don't go, I will go find your grandson."

Han Qian let out a long sigh, thinking that for the happiness of his grandson, I can only die generously, so he nodded and agreed: "Sheng Lao, can't I go? You have to be merciful!"

The thin old man stepped into the void and disappeared instantly, leaving only his cold snort in the air.

Han Qian looked at Ying Suifeng, and Ying Suifeng said with a helpless expression: "Next time, control your bad mouth, the brothers will pray for you."

Han Qian said with a mournful face: "Although the saint is so old, he is still as hot as fire. Brother, farewell forever."

Naturally, Han Yu didn't know that so many things would happen after he and Cai'er left the knight training ground.Of course he wouldn't know that his grandfather Han Qian was still being beaten at a young age.

At this time, Han Yu was holding Cai'er's little hand, enjoying the quiet and warm time that could cleanse the soul.

After sending Cai'er back to the hotel and saying goodbye to each other, Han Yu was ready to take a good rest and fully prepare for tomorrow's game.

Tomorrow is the battle for the top eight. Even though Han Yu will not meet Long Haochen tomorrow, the fateful battle between him and Long Haochen will end in these few days.

The next day, in the knight training ground.

"Eight out of four, the drawing begins, the top eight contestants enter." Following the referee's soft drink, Han Yu, Cai'er, Long Haochen and other eight people quickly entered the center of the arena.

The method of drawing lots is no different from yesterday. The only change is that the number of people has become smaller.

The six deputy palace masters entered the room. It was at this time that Han Yu noticed that his grandfather Han Qian's face was a little ugly. To be precise, he was a little unhealthy pale, his eyes were dull, and his facial muscles twitched from time to time. I don't know. what's going on.

"Could it be that? Grandpa had another fight with Ying Suifeng yesterday?" Han Yu thought to himself.

Naturally, Han Yu would not remember very clearly some of the little things that happened in this world. Just like in front of him, Han Qian was obviously beaten by Sheng Yue, but he had already forgotten it.

"The lottery begins." Han Qian said feebly.

As soon as the words fell, streaks of golden light shone, and the drawing of lots was completed instantly.

During the drawing process, Han Yu's eyes always fell on Cai'er.Of course, it's not that he doesn't want to meet Cai'er, but he hopes to meet Cai'er in the top eight battle and defeat her openly. In this way, he can also choose the members of the demon hunting group in the end. It was natural to choose Cai'er.

But the facts did not go according to Han Yu's wishes. The situation of the quarterfinals has emerged. Cai'er's opponent is not Han Yu, but the magician Huang Yi, while Han Yu's opponent is Yang Wenzhao from the Knights Temple.

As the saying goes, some people are happy and some are sad. When the magician Huang Yi saw that his opponent was Cai'er, he had a bitter look on his face. The feeling was like a mute eating Coptis chinensis, unable to express his pain.

But Yang Wenzhao was the opposite of Huang Yi. His face was full of excitement and strong fighting spirit.

He had long been looking forward to a battle with Han Yu, and now, he was finally able to fulfill his wish.

Long Haochen's opponent was the summoner from the Soul Temple, the only fifth-level beast control user to enter the top eight.

The remaining group was the only seedling from the Assassin and Warrior Temple.

Paladin Commander Han Qian's facial muscles twitched even more.There was no other way. The Knights Temple was so unlucky that they got one of their own again.

Han Qian lamented in his heart. This year, the Knights Temple might have occupied two of the top three, but now it seems that it may only occupy one position.

"I hope Xiao Yu will not meet Long Haochen, otherwise, the Knights Temple will suffer a big loss."

Feeling unhappy and physically weak, Han Qian said feebly: "The one with the lightest color will stay, and the others will return to the rest area to wait for the game."

The ones with the lightest color were Long Haochen and the fifth-level beast controller. After hearing this, Han Yu, Cai'er, Yang Wenzhao and others left the field, and Long Haochen, who participated in the first game, But he stayed put and stayed.

"Long Haochen from the Knights Temple faced off against Liao Yu from the Soul Temple. The distance between the two sides was 50 meters."

As the referee shouted, Long Haochen and Liao Yu gradually distanced themselves from each other. When the distance between the two sides reached 50 meters, both of them took out their weapons and waited for the start of the game.

"The game begins." The referee announced loudly, and at the same time, he flashed and quickly retreated, leaving the trial field to the two of them.

The battle for the top eight has officially begun.

(End of this chapter)