Elven History Song

Maoselinhe immediately turned to look at the source of the sound. In this round of trials, although the candidates could not fight, they could not be attacked by others either. The moment Mao Sailinhe turned his head, he saw the sword blade in Ling Aohan's hand. Ling Aohan retracted the sword and looked at her with disdain.

"Is this how you respond to sudden attacks? Turn your head and look at the enemy? Do you think this is a date?"

After repeated reprimands, Mao Sailinhe turned her head and showed an unwilling expression. Even so, she also knew that Ling Aohan was right. Her behavior just now was no different from committing suicide.

"Why don't you continue to give orders? You know that the enemy in front of you poses no threat to you, but you are still hesitant."

"I……"

Mao Sailinhe opened her mouth to give a reason, but she denied the reason when it was swirling in her mouth. That was really stupid. Ling Aohan looked at her speechless look and sneered.

"It's so stupid. Sure enough, you are just a businessman after all. I ask you, why are you frightened by a threat that does not exist in front of you? I ask you, why don't you use the power of all your subordinates to the maximum? I ask you, Why didn't you say a word?"

Mao Sailinhe said nothing when being questioned by Ling Aohan. Ling Aohan's words were like knives piercing into the place where she was least prepared. Ling Aohan's words made Mao Sailinhe know that What kind of existence is he in front of the real king, and he also knows that he is not suitable to be a king. In fact, before he was forced to come here, Mao Sailinhe thought it was easy to be a king, but only now did Mao Sailinhe know how difficult it is to become a king, and what extraordinary qualities a real king possesses. The abilities of ordinary people.

Ling Aohan looked at Mao Sailinhe's disappointed look and turned to leave. It seemed that she had realized her own shortcomings, and it was up to her to decide what she should do next, and this farce should be over.

"Natasha, Sarah, Will, Carl."

"Here, head!"

"Let's end this farce, I'm a little tired."

"Yes!"

Natasha and Sarah turned into old men and appeared beside the battlefield where Cavgrot and Colwood were fighting. Jiaer wanted to pull out the practice sword that Ling Aohan had given her from her waist, but she couldn't. For a moment a hand gently held her down and took the sword off her waist. Jia'er was very familiar with those hands. They were Ling Aohan's hands. She looked at Ling Aohan in confusion. Ling Aohan took out his Angel's Judgment and the scabbard out of thin air, and then put his black clothes on Jia'er. On the body.

"Use my sword first. The practice sword will be used when you get home and practice."

"How can this be done? Master, wouldn't it be a waste to leave your sword to me?"

Ling Aohan touched Jiaer's head and said with a pleased smile.

"It doesn't matter. Besides, I also want to know how much recognition your current strength can get from it. If you haven't reached its most basic recognition, then it will come back to me on its own. If this really happens, then You can only continue to use that practice sword."

Jia'er suddenly felt very nervous when she heard what Ling Aohan said. She also wanted to know whether she could be recognized by Ling Aohan's sword. After all, this sword was the sword of an angel. If she could be recognized by it, it would represent herself. Can become the strongest knight.

Jia'er's hand couldn't help but tremble the moment she held the sword. She closed her eyes tightly. She was afraid that Ling Aohan's sword would return to his hand, but the touch from her hand made Jia'er feel great relief and relief. When he opened his eyes, Ling Aohan's sword was still in his hand. Jia'er seemed to have put down his worries and took a long breath and smiled at Ling Aohan. Ling Aohan also gave her a gratified smile, then turned around and rushed into the battlefield with Jiaer.

Ling Aohan was not surprised at all that Jiaer was able to get the recognition from the Angel Judgment. After all, under the devilish training of Ling Aohan and Xiao Zhaozhen, it was easy to get the minimum recognition from the Angel Judgment. The key is that Jiaer can now get the Angel Judgment's recognition. Judgment has shown some strength. Angel Judgment is an artifact. It is definitely not easy to bring out its full strength. Even if Ling Aohan and Xiao Zhaozhen inhumanely train Jiaer for a long time, Jiaer may not be able to do it. , but Ling Aohan must let Jiaer do it. This is a task that Ling Aohan has never spoken but has long been assigned to Jiaer.

The battle situation changed instantly when Ling Aohan's family members joined the team. The bayonet-like shadow turned into a forest rising from the ground and instantly impaled all the knights who dared to approach Natasha to the ground. After all, with the magic blessing of the Emperor, those people would not die because of this, but the pain was. Inevitably conveyed to everyone's brain. For a while, screams could be heard, but Natasha and others turned a deaf ear to all this. Sarah struggled for a long time before deciding which medicine to use so as not to make them too uncomfortable. Her graceful dancing posture tightly caught the eyeballs of the knights and made them forget that they were still fighting. Sarah was among the crowd. Dancing gracefully, like a beautiful angel in black dancing to the beautiful music.

They didn't realize the seriousness of the matter until the moment they fainted. Colorless and odorless poison floated in the air and spread in all directions with Sarah's dance. They were unaware of the poison until they inhaled it. Some people didn't realize what was going on. Natasha and the others already knew what Sarah wanted to do, and they had already taken the universal antidote given by Sarah. No poison would have the slightest impact on them.

On Will's side, Ling Aohan winked at him. He understood and released the restrained knight. Jiaer held the angel's ruling and launched an attack on those people. Those knights were still questioning that such a child would want to Come to become their enemies, regardless of the fact that there are nearly a thousand people here, even if there are only ten people, they don't think Jiaer can defeat them.

It's a pity that they thought too well. One of the knights upheld the spirit of chivalry and went forward to fight. Jia Er slashed at him head on. When he barely blocked Jia Er's blade, he realized that he was too underestimated. The little girl in front of me definitely has the strength to defeat more than ten knights at the same time.

While Jia'er was still thinking about what to do next, he had already raised his hand to pick away his sword blade. With a movement that was almost impossible to capture, Jia'er flashed past him, leaving only a cold light, followed by With a splash of blood, the knight fell under Jia Er's sword in shock.