Douluo’s Royal Knight

In the next few days, Yang Yi was completely immersed in cultivation, like a metamorphosing silkworm chrysalis, but in just a few days, he was completing the process of qualitative change.

The coalition governs the government.

Just like the holy city, the government of the alliance is also a hexagonal building with the offices of the six temples on the periphery, and the core area where they discuss important matters together.

The Demon Hunter Trial Tournament is the top priority for the Temple Alliance, and the preliminary round ended successfully three days ago. Sixty of the best young people have been selected, which means that twelve demon hunting groups will appear in the Temple Alliance, injecting fresh blood into the demon hunting group.

In the next few days, Long Haochen was completely immersed in cultivation, like a metamorphosing silkworm chrysalis, but was completing the process of qualitative change in just a few days.

The coalition governs the government.

Just like the holy city, the government of the alliance is also a hexagonal building with the offices of the six temples on the periphery, and the core area where they discuss important matters together.

The Demon Hunter Trial Tournament is the top priority for the Temple Alliance, and the preliminary round ended successfully three days ago. Sixty of the best young people have been selected, which means that twelve demon hunting groups will appear in the Temple Alliance, injecting fresh blood into the demon hunting group.

Yang Yi came to the gate of the executive government earlier than everyone else, and a service staff immediately greeted him. In order not to waste the combat power of the six temples, these external service personnel are all hired ordinary people, not professionals.

"Are you here to participate in the finals? Please show your competition number plates during the preliminary round for verification." This youth service staff was extremely respectful. Because he knew that those who were able to participate in the finals of the Demon Hunting Group Trial Tournament were all outstanding among the younger generation of the Temple League, and they were all future big figures.

Yang Yi handed in his number plate, and soon the service staff completed the registration.

"Knight's Temple, Yang Yi. Please follow me."

Yang Yi followed the service staff into the alliance executive government, and in front of a wide arch, the service staff stopped and made a request.

The arch is open, and there are two fighters on either side. Yang Yi walked into the archway and entered a wide hall.

The entire hall is presented in a circular shape, with a platform about half a foot high in the center and several circles of seats around it, which can accommodate about 500 people at the same time.

A huge crystal lamp hangs down from the top, showing the shining details of the entire hall.

As time passed slowly, everyone in the competition had arrived.

At this moment, an old man wearing a light golden outfit walked onto the central platform of the chamber.

The old man is tall and sturdy, he feels heavier than a certain bald man. His short gray hair is erected like steel needles. His age hasn't let his body relax at all, and the muscles under his strong outfit are like granite. The pale gold dress was embroidered with eight silver dragons. His eyes are even more powerful. As soon as he appeared, the invisible pressure naturally silenced the audience.

"Everyone has arrived, and the grouping ceremony will begin now. The numbers of all the contestants remain the same as those in the preliminary round. The final method is estimated to have been told by your teacher, and I will not repeat it. Now the draw begins. Every ten people are drawn. The draw After the end, you go directly to the trial field for the first round."

"Everyone has arrived, and the grouping ceremony will begin now. The numbers of all the contestants remain the same as those in the preliminary round. The final method is estimated to have been told by your teacher, and I will not repeat it. Now the draw begins. Every ten people are drawn. The draw After the end, you go directly to the trial field for the first round."

While he was speaking, a huge crystal ball slowly rose from under the platform. The crystal ball is one meter in diameter and hollow. There are sixty orange **** inside, each of which seems to have words on it.

There are six hollow crystal pillars around the crystal ball, with one, two, three, four, five, and six logos on the top.

I didn't see how the old man moved. The sixty orange **** in the crystal ball suddenly jumped violently. Then, each of the small **** began to be thrown from the six holes that were almost indistinguishable from the naked eye around the big crystal ball. Out, it happened to fall within the six crystal pillars.

Obviously, because of the long distance, they couldn't see the writing on the small **** at all, but besides Cai'er, all the contestants sitting in the chamber looked at the crystal pillars with wide eyes, trying to find their own numbers.

Soon, all sixty small **** entered the crystal pillars, exactly ten in each crystal pillar.

The old man on the stage said lightly: "This seat is the deputy master of the Warrior Temple, and the director of the mad battle hall is crazy. This draw is supervised by the deputy masters of the major temples on the second floor. If there are no problems, the seat will begin to announce the lottery. It turned out."

On the second floor, a weak and soft voice sounded, "Everything is normal, please read it out, please."

After letting me nod to the second floor with a frantic smile, I walked to a crystal column, and without seeing how he moved, the ten orange-red **** inside jumped out, and they lined up in a row, floating. In front of him.

"The first group of the finals, the competition venue, the Saint League Grand Proving Ground, the Knights Proving Ground, the list of the first group is as follows, the knight number one, the soldier number two, the soldier number sixty-seven..."

When he heard Knight Number One, Long Haochen looked at Yang Yi. Obviously, this was Yang Yi's group. He was looking forward to seeing himself in this group of names. After experiencing the strength of Knight No. 2 Yang Wenzhao, Long Haochen wanted to know the strength of No. 1 who is known as the strongest.

Unfortunately, things backfired, and his name did not appear in this group.

"The first group of participants has finished reading, please stand up, and the staff will take you to the competition venue to start the first round of the round robin."

Yang Yi and others slowly got up and left under the leadership of the staff of Shengmeng. Before leaving, he took a special look at Long Haochen's side, with a slight regret in his eyes.

"The second group of the final is the Magic Trial Ground of the Saint League Grand Proving Ground. The list of the second group is as follows: Knight No. 98, Assassin No. 1, Priest No. 18, Magician No. 1,... …"

"The third group of the final, the battlefield warrior trial field. The list is as follows: summon number one, magic number two, knight number ninety-seven, soldier number twenty-third, assassin number thirteen, assassin number sixteen Number, Assassin Number 18, Assassin Number 24,..."

In this group of ten people, there are four assassins, and it sounds like this group is not weak. The first character of the mysterious soul temple will play in this group, as well as the second character of the magic temple.

However, the most eye-catching thing in this group is that the two girls, the petite one, seem to be a bit smaller than themselves, and look soft and weak, and look at this group curiously from time to time. Other contestants sometimes show a bit of shyness on their faces. She was wearing a blue robe that looked a little strange.

The other girl was much taller, at least over 1.7 meters tall, with a neat black ponytail, picturesque eyebrows, and a gentle and pleasant look. However, behind her back was a huge shield that was taller than her. Because the length of the shield is greater than her height, she can only carry the shield horizontally.

Except for the top of the huge shield, all the curves that drew downward on both sides turned out to be sharp-edged. The two curves eventually met to form a sharp point. It looked like the entire shield was like a huge sharp blade. general.

The thickest part of the shield is probably about a foot, right? There are nine fist-sized holes on the front, which are empty. I don't know what to do.

The Saint League executive government is not far from the Saint League trial field, and soon they came to the warrior trial field.

After the draw was completed again, the order of the game was determined. The group stage will last for nine days, and there will be five games every day. Ten people participating in the competition have to fight each other. The final ranking is calculated based on the number of wins. The first two appear, and the third place, if the number of wins is high enough, also has a chance to qualify.

Because it is a round robin, the draw is not very important. After the draw is simply completed, the first game of the finals will begin.

The finals of the Demon Hunter Challenge were even more deserted than in the preliminary rounds, and there were a lot less people watching the battle on the rostrum. There are only six people. However, what the contestants didn't know was that these six people came from the six temples and were responsible for monitoring the progress of the game to ensure the fairness of the game.

Before the game officially started, Yang Yi and other ten people had an extra list in their hands. There were no numbers on it, and some were just their names. And Yang Yi’s opponent in the first game was a member of the Assassin’s Temple. Xiaofeng.

"In the first game, Yang Yi vs. Xiaofeng. In the game." All the referees in the final stage are the seventh-tier powerhouses. From the clothing point of view, today this one should be the seventh-tier champion of the Warrior Temple.

With a Tyrannosaurus sword in his left hand, Yang Yi slowly walked into the field.

"Because the playing field is not suitable for the assassin, four pillars will be raised in the field to cover his figure and ensure the fairness of the game."

I don't know how to use the mechanism, the thick stone pillars slowly rise from the ground amidst the pounding sound, and they spread to five feet high before stopping. With these four pillars that need two people to hug, it is much more advantageous for the assassin. Otherwise, in Yimapingchuan's trial field, their speed, evasion, and latency would simply not be able to play out.

The skinny Xiaofeng's eyes moved, looking at Yang Yi with a look of caution. He was also crying secretly in his heart, why should I meet him first? The number one in the Knights Temple is known as the strongest among the younger generation in the Knights Temple.

"Game start."

Following the referee's loud shout, Xiaofeng did not advance and retreated, instantly turning into a black shadow, flashing to a pillar and disappearing. For a good assassin, the most important thing is to never let the enemy find his specific position.

Yang Yi stood there but didn't chase, the golden haze rose slowly, shining soft light around his body. It is gaining momentum.

This is the first time Yang Yi has used the skills of a knight here.

In this first group, the knight is the only one, so other participants naturally don't know what fighting style he has. This momentum skill is extremely rare, not everyone knows even the knight temple, let alone people from other temples. Except for the few people in the Warrior Temple, most of the others looked blank and didn't understand what Yang Yi was doing.

Yang Yi also changed his movements when he was accumulating. The tyrannosaurus sword in his left hand was placed on his chest, his feet were one behind the other, and he could make the quickest response at any time.

Hidden behind the pillar, Xiaofeng quickly changed his position while observing Yang Yi's movements.

Although he does not know the skill of accumulation, the assassin's perception has always been very high. He can clearly feel that Yang Yi is becoming more and more dangerous at an alarming speed. There is no doubt about what skill he is using, and It's the kind that is more powerful the longer the time.

There were almost no weak players who were able to enter the finals. Xiaofeng also didn't care whether the strength of No. 1 was rumored or not. The fighting instinct made him react in the shortest time.

With a flash of figure, he had already jumped from the air onto a stone pillar behind Yang Yi's left. When he jumped over, he could see that there was a membrane connected between his arms and two ribs. This was a special equipment of the assassin, named Yufeng Wing, which could produce a gliding effect in a short distance. It can also be used to change direction when attacking an enemy. It is the favorite equipment of assassins below Tier 6.

Hold interest. Required skills for assassins. Xiaofeng was like a leaf, falling to the ground without making any sound. The whole person flew towards Yang Yi almost decently. Not only was the whole process swift, but there was no sound of breaking through the air.

Yang Yi has always maintained his original momentum. The golden haze around the body is also getting stronger.

Xiaofeng's speed was extremely fast, almost just a few blinks before he reached Yang Yi's back, his figure violent, and a black dagger appeared in each of his hands. The left dagger went straight to Yang Yi's back. The right dagger was wiped towards Yang Yi's neck.

Of course, if Yang Yi did not respond, he would not really wipe him out. After all, this was just a game, not a fight between life and death.

At the moment when Xiaofeng's double daggers attacked at the same time, Yang Yi moved.

He quickly took a half step forward with his left foot, only half a step, and then shook his shoulders, and the whole person fell to the left. At the same time, he used his left foot as a fulcrum, and the body rotated rapidly, and the whole person was free Back to Xiaofeng became facing.

Xiaofeng's throat blow was naturally uselessly deflected, but the dagger that pierced Yang Yi's back just happened to slash against the corner of his clothes, without piercing the entity.

And Yang Yi backhanded Feng Guangzhan and attacked the past.

Xiaofeng took the dagger in both hands and fisted down low, but he was still attacked so that Xiaofeng stepped back dozens of steps.

Tier 5!

In just an instant, Xiaofeng judged Yang Yi's cultivation base. There was only one explanation for the power of Fengguang Slash, which was Tier 5. He didn't care about thinking about other things at all, his body was instantly curled up in the air, while his spiritual power was released, the double daggers in his hands moved forward quickly, and at the same time, they pierced the Shield of Light.