Chapter 129 Autistic Haochen, Han Yu’s Awakening

Four days later, in the hotel.

Long Haoyu woke up from the shadow space.

For four days, he had been immersed in 'discussing' with the shadow instructor the practice of entering the hell realm.

It seemed like only a little time, but he died so many times in the past few days that he almost lost count.

The shadow instructor has never been ambiguous about matters related to training. If he can kill someone instantly with one move, he will never waste a second move.

"Brother, it's time for us to set off. It's your turn to play today." At this time, Long Haochen's voice sounded outside the room.

Long Haoyu simply packed up and followed Wu Feng out the door. In fact, he woke up once when the Demon Hunting Group Selection Competition started two days ago.

Because of the bye mechanism for fifth-level professionals, he didn't need to play in the game, so he watched it for a while and then came back to continue concentrating on training.

Today is exactly the time when he needs to play after two rounds of byes. The opponent in the first game is Han Yu, who took the initiative to challenge before.

"Let's go!" Long Haoyu walked out of the room with an extremely relaxed look on his face.

Long Haochen looked at his eldest brother as if he were a monster: "Brother, eldest brother Han Yu is also a fifth-level knight. Are you not worried about the competition at all?"

Long Haoyu smiled slightly and said, "Do you still remember the scene when my brother practiced with you before?"

"Remember!"

Long Haochen nodded, but then he asked doubtfully: "No, brother, what does the scene of you practicing with me have to do with today's competition?"

"Why doesn't it matter? I have fought against you in the same realm many times before."

Long Haoyu smiled and said: "So they are all fifth-level knights, but their strength is not necessarily the same."

"So the next game will be as easy as me practicing with you, like an older brother beating a younger brother."

Long Haochen: "..."

When the past things were mentioned, he scratched his head in embarrassment. After thinking about it carefully, this was really the case.

Fifth-level professionals are also divided into fifth-level and first-level professionals and fifth-level and tenth-level professionals.

It seems that there is only a difference between levels 1 to 10, but there is a huge gap between 2000 points and 4000 points in spiritual power.

Although I don't know what level my eldest brother has reached, he must have reached a level far beyond what he was when he became a fifth-level professional half a year ago.

"How are the Dual Cultivators Punishing Knights these days?" Long Haoyu and Long Haochen asked as they walked outside the hotel.

Long Haochen pondered for a moment: "I have been competing with Sister Xin'er these past few days. Sister Xin'er told me a lot about the skills of the disciplinary knights."

"I have already understood most of the disciplinary knight skills that I can practice, and I still need to master them in the end."

Long Haoyu nodded and said: "Well, as long as you improve, it will be fine. After the game is over, I will practice with you alone to help you quickly integrate it."

"By the way, there's also the matter of Haoyue. It's been several days since it returned. Do you have any corresponding feelings here?"

Long Haochen shook his head and said: "Not yet, maybe nothing unexpected happened!"

Long Haoyu stopped asking this question.

Haoyue's matter will definitely not go away, destroying the big devil of a plane.

The creatures in that world of the undead would not let Haoyue off so easily.

Unfortunately, he only remembered what happened during the Demon Hunting Group Selection Competition, and could not remember the specific day when Long Haochen would be teleported away.

After suppressing these thoughts for the time being, Long Haoyu glanced meaningfully at the little white beast on his shoulder, and then headed towards the Knights Temple with Long Haochen.

…

Temple of Knights.

Sitting area behind the scenes.

As the No. 4 contestant, he is sitting here and waiting.

The tall man of 1.9 meters looks even more burly when wearing armor.

Han Qian looked at his grandson sitting upright not far away, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Others don't know what Han Yu's urinary nature is, so he simply doesn't want to know too much about it.

Having stepped into the realm of fifth-level professionals at such a young age, I couldn't hide the arrogance in my heart even if I wanted to.

Under normal circumstances, he was almost certain that his grandson would underestimate the enemy, and it would be impossible to wear armor or anything like that.

But things are different now. After that day, after learning that Long Haoyu was the Son of Light with 100 points of innate spiritual power, he was obviously more interested in it at this time.

"Grandpa, why are you looking at me like this?" Han Yu asked depressingly, feeling a little creeped out by Han Qian's look.

Han Qian glanced at Han Yu indifferently: "Now is the selection competition for the Demon Hunting Group. I am the paladin leader of the Knights Temple. You should call me the paladin leader!"

"Okay, Lord Paladin, can you please stop looking at me? I feel a little uncomfortable being looked at by you like this." Han Yu said depressedly.

Han Qian withdrew his gaze, walked out to the side, looked at the competition arena outside, turned his back to Han Yu and asked, "Have you made enough preparations to fight Haoyu?"

"That's enough!"

Han Yu took a deep breath and said, "After I found out that the opponent was extremely talented, I was really upset for a while."

"I admit that his talent is very strong, but I will use my strength to prove that I am not too bad. After all, I am also a fifth-level disciplinary knight!"

"In the fifth-level battle, it is still unknown who will win and who will lose!"

"Then go!"

Han Yu hummed, adjusted his armor, and headed straight outside the rest area.

The pace was very firm and steady, and as the words said, he had to use his strength to prove that he was equally extraordinary.

Han Qian watched his grandson leave, his old eyes looking at his back for a while before slowly looking back.

Inadvertently, everything that happened in Qiling Valley four days ago was recalled in his mind.

At that time, Long Haoyu used the power of the Six-Way Spiritual Furnace to forcefully break through all the sixth-level defensive skills used by Yang Haohan, the Divine Seal Knight.

With such a feat, he could still clearly distinguish the huge gap between the offensive capabilities of Long Haoyu and his grandson.

The current Han Yu could not possibly be Long Haoyu's opponent, but he did not tell the truth at this time.

He knew very well that his grandson needed a defeat, otherwise it would be impossible to improve his pride.

Just like the current situation, there are situations where you are confused, but in the end you are still unwilling to admit defeat like that, and you are still full of arrogance.

Only real failure, allowing Han Yu to truly feel the failure he has never experienced since his debut, can Han Yu grow by leaps and bounds.

Han Qian silently considered these things, hoping that there would be some slight depression mixed in with them.

"I hope my grandson won't lose so miserably in this game!"

"Other families hope that their offspring can win the competition, but I don't see any hope here."

"This taste is quite weird."