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

Chapter 51: Eight advances to four, Cai'er admits defeat
There is no doubt about Han Yu's own strength, not to mention that he also has the golden finger of the card profession.

With a sword, Yang Wenzhao was thrown away, and Han Yu turned into a stream of light again and headed towards Yang Wenzhao.

The fierce dragon air battle appeared again, and immediately after, Han Yu spread his spiritual wings, flew into the air and rescued Yang Wenzhao.

It had to be said that he still underestimated the power of the Sword Master's awakening skills. Even if he changed to an iron sword, this last blow was not an attack that Yang Wenzhao could withstand.

Look at Yang Wenzhao who is being held by the princess in his arms. There is also a trace of blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

There is no doubt that Han Yu left the field even earlier than Yang Wenzhao.Therefore, the referee also retains a trace of doubt about the result he announced.

At the VIP table, Han Qian sighed helplessly, but his eyes were filled with admiration for Han Yu.

The referee couldn't make up his mind, so he quickly came to the podium and asked quickly.

"Seniors, what should we do?"

Hearing this, the three-year-old and the five-year-old looked at Han Qian.

Han Qian waved his hand and said calmly: "This is my grandson. To avoid suspicion, just the five of you will evaluate him. Anyway, he is already qualified to form a demon hunting group, so I have nothing to worry about."

Lin Chen, the deputy master of the Magic Temple, said: "Since Old Han won't express his opinion, let's discuss it. In my opinion, Yang Wenzhao will definitely fall to the ground because of Han Yu's attack, and it is inevitable that he will lose the game. Han Yu's sudden departure from the field, although he left the field on his own initiative, was regarded as admitting defeat, but Han Yu was just trying to protect Yang Wenzhao from secondary damage. After all, Yang Wenzhao couldn't fly at such a high height. I will inevitably lie in bed for half a month or something. So, my opinion is that Han Yu wins."

After saying these words, Lin Chen looked at Sanshui.

Three-year-old nodded and said: "What you said makes sense, but I don't agree. After all, this is a game. The game not only has rules, but it is also an eight-to-four game. So many professionals are looking at us and waiting for us. Make a decision, if we decide that Han Yu wins, what will other people think?”

Ying Sui Feng said: "Yes. Moreover, if anyone knows that Han Yu is Lao Han's grandson, then public opinion will spread all over the city."

"In my opinion, let's let the contestants present and Yang Wenzhao make the judgment. If Yang Wenzhao doesn't take the initiative to admit defeat after a while, then let the professionals present vote to decide. This will not only show our generosity, It can also convince professionals." Cardinal Ruoshui said softly.

"Okay, let's do it like this." Ren Wokuang nodded, looked at the referee and said, "Do you understand?"

The referee nodded, and then said respectfully: "Back to senior, I understand."

After saluting Han Qian and the others, the referee came to the center of the field.

At this time, under the envious, jealous, and hateful eyes of all the female professionals, Han Yu had already placed the 'princess' Yang Wenzhao in his arms on the ground.

Yang Wenzhao was so embarrassed, he was a big man, and his face was as red as a monkey devil's butt.

"Because Han Yu left the training ground before Yang Wenzhao in this game, so..."

Before the referee finished speaking, Yang Wenzhao lowered his head and said solemnly: "I lost this game. If it needs to be re-evaluated, then please consider me to admit defeat."

After that, Yang Wenzhao lowered his head and walked quickly to the rest area, and this time, he sat down opposite Han Yu.

"Then in this match, Han Yu wins and successfully enters the semi-finals!" The referee paused for a moment and said loudly.

The professionals in the rest area did not have any objection to the referee's result. At this time, the female professionals were immersed in the scene of Han Yu's "hero saving the beauty". Of course, Yang Wenzhao had already been imagined by them. Own.

As for male professionals, such as Long Haochen, they were immersed in Han Yu's last move and couldn't extricate themselves for a long time.

Of course, there are exceptions. Just like Li Xin at this time, she was already a little jealous for no reason.

As Han Yu returned to the rest area, the final match between eight and four, between Cai'er and Huang Yi, was heard with a light shout from the referee.

"Cai'er, you must be careful." Han Yu said softly.

Cai'er looked at Han Yu, then slowly took off her veil, smiled at him, and said softly: "Don't worry, he can't even touch me."

Han Yu was stunned on the spot. Of course, the same as him were the professionals behind him.

This was the first time Han Yu saw Cai'er's whole face after they reunited.The extremely delicate facial features, the softness that is completely opposite to her cold temperament, the smooth jade and snowy dimples, and the green eyebrows make people can't help but be immersed in her beautiful appearance. "Wow~angel~"

At this time, a sound of praise from behind broke the tranquility.Hearing this, Cai'er quickly put her veil back on, quickened her pace, and left the rest area as if running away.

Seeing this, Han Yu stiffened his face and turned to look at the person behind him.

"Brother, I was wrong."

"Where did you go wrong?"

"I shouldn't have spoken."

"Ok?"

"No, no, no, I shouldn't look at Cai'er."

"Well, just admit your mistake. This is your first offender. I'll let you go this time. If you do it next time, I'll snap and break your third leg."

"Uh! No, no, brother."

"Haha, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously."

After making a joke, Han Yu sat upright with a smile and looked at Cai'er in the field.

"Assassin Temple Cai'er will face Magic Temple Huang Yi. Due to professional reasons, the distance is 40 meters apart. Get ready."

Assassins will naturally not have the preferential treatment of raising giant pillars for magicians, and the distance between the two sides is gradually opened.

Huang Yi gripped his short-handled staff nervously, tried to make his breathing even, and was ready to chant spells at any time.

"Game start."

"I admit defeat." Cai'er said calmly.

"what?"

"what?"

Suddenly, two doubtful sounds came from different directions.

One of them was Huang Yi in the field. He was ready to lose the game, but he didn't expect Cai'er to admit defeat directly.

Cai'er's strength is obvious to all. Although the magician Huang Yi is at the fifth level, the only possibility is to lose the game when encountering Cai'er. But now... what is the situation?
As for the other "Huh?", it came from Ying Suifeng on the rostrum. The deputy master of the Assassin Temple had already stood up. He looked at Cai'er in astonishment. He hadn't thought about this for a long time. Why.

As for Han Yu, although he was also surprised, he quickly reacted.

Naturally, what this girl Cai'er did was to join a demon hunting group with her. She had already proven her strength to everyone who participated in the demon hunting group trials in the sixteen to eight competitions. Now, she just Just for yourself.

"Cai'er, do you know what you are talking about?" Ying Suifeng shouted on the podium.

"Of course I know." Cai'er responded coldly and returned to the rest area. Under Ying Suifeng's eyes that were about to burst into flames, she sat next to Han Yu and whispered something to Han Yu.

Seeing this scene, Ying Suifeng exploded immediately.

"Han Qian, it's all because of you! Let's go, I will fight you to the death!"

Looking at Ying Suifeng who was on the verge of going berserk, Han Qian said hurriedly: "Suifeng, please calm down. This is all because of Han Yu. What does it have to do with me, Han Qian? If you want to get angry, go find Han Yu!" "

"Master Sun, pay your debt! Come with me!" Feng Suifeng said angrily, and then walked out of the knight training ground with Han Qian in hand.

(End of this chapter)