Divine Seal: Feedback starts from binding with Long Haochen

Chapter 72 Group of Death
A middle-aged woman in a white robe walked slowly towards them.

Her long golden hair draped behind her, and her white robe was embroidered with golden high elf runes.

She has a beautiful face and although she looks quite old, she still has charm.

The person who came was Ruoshui, the eighth-level cardinal of the Temple of Priests.

"It turned out to be Cardinal Ruoshui."

The three of them nodded and greeted the woman one after another.

Ruoshui smiled sweetly and nodded gently in response, "Hello, Palace Master Ying, Palace Master Lin, and Paladin Commander."

"From what you just talked about, the Assassins' Templars and the Knights' Templars each produced a good seedling. There will be successors!"

It is obviously extraordinary that these two people are so optimistic about it.

Of course, the stronger the contestants participating in the trials are, the better it will be for the Priest Temple.

After all, most priests do not have combat capabilities, and will have to rely on their teammates for protection when fighting against demons in the future.

For a moment, Ruoshui also looked in the direction where Ye Tian and Cai'er were.

"What a handsome little fellow!"

"Ah!"

Ye Tianxia sneezed subconsciously.

"Are you okay?" Cai'er's concerned voice rang out.

Ye Tian smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, don't worry, maybe someone is talking about me behind my back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man in light golden clothes walked onto the central platform of the meeting hall.

The old man is tall and strong, with strong muscles.

The light gold clothing was embroidered with eight silver dragon patterns, which, combined with his majestic gaze, gave off a very oppressive feeling.

Without any words, just standing there made everyone quiet down.

"Now that everyone is here, the grouping ceremony officially begins!"

"Everyone keep your numbers for the preliminary round. I think you have already known the format of the final round through various channels, so I will not describe it any further."

"Let's start the lottery!"

"Each group will be made up of ten people, and each will go to the corresponding trial arena to compete."

As he spoke, a huge crystal ball slowly rose from under the platform.

There are sixty orange balls in the ball, and each ball has small words printed on it.

In addition, there are six hollow crystal pillars standing around.

next moment.

All the balls began to roll and were thrown into the crystal column one after another.

"What a sloppy draw. No sense of participation at all!"

Lin Xin, who was sitting next to Long Haochen, complained softly.

The whole process was pretty quick and there weren’t a lot of bells and whistles.

The old man on the stage quickly read out the names of the first group of contestants, and Ye Tian and the other four did not appear on the list.

Yang Wenzhao stood up and walked out.

When Long Haochen saw this scene, he clenched his fists slightly, his eyes showed some regret, but his heart was filled with a strong desire to fight.

Noticing the other person's emotional changes, Ye Tian comforted him softly.

"Don't worry, Haochen. With his strength, he will definitely make it to the top 16. You will have a chance to fight each other."

Hearing this, Long Haochen took a deep breath.

"Brother Tian, ​​you are right. I will never lose again this time!"

"Also, I hope to make it to the finals and have a fair fight with you, Brother Tian!"

When he said this, a faint golden light flashed in Long Haochen's eyes.

Ye Tian immediately laughed and teased, "Do you really believe that I can make it to the end?"

"If it's Brother Tian, ​​then it will definitely work!"

Long Haochen's voice was not loud, but his tone was extremely firm.

Seeing this, Ye Tian also became serious.

"Then Haochen, you have to work harder and don't fall down on the road early."

At this moment, the old man's voice on the stage sounded again.

"The second group of the finals will be held at the Holy Alliance Trial Field, the Magic Trial Field."

"The second group list is as follows: Knight No. 5, Assassin No. 1, Priest No. 18, and Magician No. 1," Ye Tian looked surprised.

"Cai'er, I didn't expect that we would be assigned to the same group."

As he spoke, he and Cai'er stood up at the same time, as did Lin Xin who was beside Long Haochen.

But compared with Ye Tian and Cai'er's ease, he looked bitter.

"My luck is so bad!"

Lin Xin sighed helplessly.

It seems that his good luck has run out and he can forget about making it to the round of 16.

After all, Lin Xin is quite well-informed.

He had no confidence whether facing Cai'er or Ye Tian, ​​not to mention that Pastor No. 18 was also the first in the preliminary round.

Thinking of this, Lin Xin could only turn around and look at Long Haochen.

"Brother Long, my hope can only be placed on you. You must make it into the top three in the finals!"

Long Haochen nodded immediately, "I'll try my best!"

"Haochen, we'll go over first."

After a simple greeting, Ye Tian took Cai'er out.

The draw continues.

Long Haochen was assigned to the third group, and the competition venue was the Warrior Trial Field.

Of course, Ye Tian was unaware of all this. He had already arrived at the magic trial field with Cai'er.

The ten contestants then drew lots to decide the order of the competition.

The first round of the finals will be a round-robin tournament.

There will be five games every day for a total of nine days, and the final ranking will be arranged according to wins.

That is to say, each contestant will fight with members of the same group.

There are six figures sitting on the rostrum.

They come from the six major temples and are responsible for supervising the progress of the competition while also ensuring the fairness of the competition.

"Tsk tsk, we really are the group of death!"

"It seems like there's really no hope of advancing to the round of 16."

Looking at the match list in his hand, Lin Xin felt very uncomfortable, but he had to accept this fact.

Ye Tian also briefly scanned the list of matches in his hand.

No wonder Lin Xin complained, the second group was indeed a bit exaggerated, with five players reaching the fifth level alone.

They are Sheng Caier of the Assassin's Temple, Ye Tian of the Knight's Temple, Lin Xin and Shui Juqing of the Magic Temple, and Dian Yan of the Warrior Temple.

(Some character names come from anime)
You should know that there are only thirteen level five professionals who advance to the finals, and the second group accounts for almost half of them.

But as a result, the other fourth-level professionals began to open up to it.

There is no need to be too nervous about the group that cannot advance.

Instead, the fifth-level professionals became inexplicably nervous at this moment.

"The first match of the Magic Trial Field Finals, Ye Tian vs. Dian Yan, both sides enter the competition venue as soon as possible!"

All referees in the final stage are level seven experts.

"Cai'er, I'll be back soon."

"Well, be careful!"

"Do not worry!"

Ye Tian slowly stood up and walked towards the ring.

"Two level fives, you're so exciting when you come up!"

Lin Xin couldn't help but secretly smack his lips, and at the same time he felt inexplicably expectant.

He wanted to see how powerful Ye Tian was, who could make the insight technique completely ineffective.

"Both competitors are prohibited from intentionally injuring their opponents."

"The game officially begins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the referee slowly flew into the air, keeping an eye on every move on the ring.

At the same time, ensure that rescue can be carried out at critical moments.

(End of this chapter)