Finally, Long Haochen defeated Fengli with the powerful help of the three-headed Haoyue and advanced to the quarterfinals with a great advantage.

In the next third game, Saint-Chier vs. King Yuanyuan.

"Cai'er, it's your turn to play." Long Haochen looked at Sheng Cai'er with some concern, and refused to let go of his hand.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Sheng Caier whispered, and walked to the trial field with a green bamboo stick.

Long Haochen originally wanted to send Sheng Caier to the trial ground, but was politely rejected.

Soon, the game began.

Wang Yuanyuan looked at the delicate blind assassin in front of him, and was very puzzled. Can such a player enter the top 16?

Not only Wang Yuanyuan, but also other contestants who don’t know Sheng Caier are full of doubts at this moment.

However, she did not underestimate Sheng Caier. None of the players who could enter the top 16 were weak.

Sheng Caier had a dull eyes and a black face towel on her face. She walked slowly towards Wang Yuanyuan step by step.

Off the field, Long Haochen clenched his fists, his heart full of nervousness, wishing he could rush forward to play instead of Sheng Caier.

"My silly brother, don't worry, Cai'er is very powerful and there will be no trouble." Li Xin couldn't help but smile and comfort her.

"Yeah." Long Haochen agreed, but in fact he didn't hear Li Xin's words at all, and the tension in his heart did not decrease at all.

Because in his opinion, Sheng Caier couldn't see it, and even had to support him when he returned to the hotel. How could he fight like this?

Long Haochen had already decided in his heart that if Sheng Caier was injured in a while, even if he violated the rules of the competition, he would immediately rush to the trial field to help her heal. He even had silently prepared the holy light shield.

"Jiang Feng, can Miss Caier participate in the competition like this?" Jiang Xinran was full of kindness and was a little worried. After all, what if such a weak and beautiful girl was injured?

Jiang Feng glanced at her and said lightly: "You underestimate her too much. This is not a good person, he is cruel and ruthless. And he is very strong. Among the players in this Demon Hunting Team selection competition, except me, it is probably only Long Haochen who can suppress him."

"Is that powerful?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinran immediately looked at Sheng Caier with admiration and became more curious.

"The last time Yang Wenzhao was injured by him, which caused some twists and turns." Jiang Feng said lightly.

Poor Xiaolong doesn’t even know what kind of person his girlfriend is now. He really thinks that this is a weak little girl and needs his infinite care.

Hearing Jiang Feng's words, Jiang Xinran reacted, her face turned cold, and asked, "Is it because of her last time you were injured?"

"Who can let someone have an old man who protects his shortcomings?" Jiang Feng smiled.

"How can this be done? Why should things on the court be solved on the court? Why should it be extended to the off court?" Jiang Xinran frowned slightly, and suddenly felt a little disgusted with Sheng Caier in her heart.

"It's okay, this matter has passed, and the compensation has been given." Jiang Feng smiled and said, "If there is such compensation in the future, what's wrong with being beaten a few more times."

"What compensation?" Jiang Xinran asked relentlessly: "I was injured in the Holy City for no reason. Can compensation be exposed for such a big thing?"

"Why can't you? The one who compensates is a big treasure." Jiang Feng said.

"Show me." Jiang Xinran was a little curious.

"Come back to my room and I'll show it to you." Jiang Feng said: "There are many people here, and the wealth is not revealed."

"good."

Jiang Xinran then asked, "But what did you mean just now that you and Long Haochen can suppress her? Did Long Haochen have already caught up with you? But at the beginning it was only a fourth level, but now it has only broken through the fifth level."

"I can suppress Sheng Caier by strength. Long Haochen can suppress Sheng Caier by strength, maybe it is not strength." Jiang Feng said.

"Why?"

"Because he is a man, Saint Caier is a woman." Jiang Feng laughed.

"What does it mean?" Jiang Xinran didn't understand.

"Forget it if you don't understand, just watch the game well, you will understand in the future." Jiang Feng said.

"Oh." Jiang Xinran still didn't understand, but the game had already begun and her attention was shifted to the trial field.

"The third game, Saint-Chier wins."

As Jiang Feng expected, Sheng Caier quickly won the battle.

Wang Yuanyuan walked off the trial field with a depressed look on his face. The game was very frustrating because she didn't have time to show her strength.

In the ghostly speed and sharp attack of Sheng Caier, Wang Yuanyuan was unable to resist, and was soon crossed by Sheng Caier with the dark golden dagger in his hand.

Off the stage, Long Haochen watched Sheng Caier easily win with amazement.

Suddenly he was a little ashamed. He had promised to protect Sheng Caier before, but the strength shown by Sheng Caier was obviously much stronger than him.

In the fourth game, Yang Wenzhao fought against Bai Xiaomo of the Soul Temple.

Yang Wenzhao just got up and was about to go on stage, but he heard Jiang Feng say, "Be careful, don't underestimate the enemy."

"Don't worry, Uncle Master, I'm fine." Yang Wenzhao smiled confidently.

Bai Xiaomo on the opposite side is only a fourth-level, and Yang Wenzhao, as a fifth-level knight, how could he lose to him?

However, what Jiang Feng is worried about is not that Yang Wenzhao will lose, he will definitely not lose, but it is probably impossible to avoid some losses.

The actual situation was as Jiang Feng expected. A game that could easily win an overwhelming victory made Yang Wenzhao feel embarrassed.

Bai Xiaomo summoned two huge violent cherries and exploded like magic cannons.

So, a huge roar made the knight's trial field tremble violently. The people in the audience watched as a cloud of mushrooms rose from the trial field in amazement.

"Cough cough." After repeated coughing came out, the dust disappeared, Yang Wenzhao's extremely embarrassed figure slowly walked out.

The originally bright armor was now pitch black, and the helmet was blown away, with blood on his body and a charred face.

Although he was not seriously injured, it also made him feel very uncomfortable.

What was even more depressed was that Yang Wenzhao was about to take revenge, but Bai Xiaomo shouted loudly: "Okay, okay, I admit defeat. Don't beat him."

"Yang Wenzhao fights Bai Xiaomo, Yang Wenzhao wins and enters the quarterfinals."

The referee loudly declared the result of the game.

Yang Wenzhao was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. He glared at Bai Xiaomo fiercely, his heart full of grief and anger. He was so embarrassed that he was so embarrassed.

"Puchi..." Jiang Xinran couldn't help laughing when she saw her face dark and walked down the trial field.

"What are you laughing at? Don't laugh." Jiang Feng was trying to hold back his laughter because Yang Wenzhao had already returned to them. After hearing Jiang Xinran's laughter, he couldn't help laughing.

"Do you care about me, you're still laughing." Jiang Xinran's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and she reached out to pinch Jiang Feng's thighs.
Chapter completed!