Chapter 675: Bright Glimmer of Hope Takes Part in the Competition (III) (1/2)
Chapter 675: Bright Glimmer of Hope Takes Part in the Competition (III)
Such a young knight at the peak of the eighth step of cultivation? Without a doubt, Yang Wenzhao’s appearance shocked the whole audience, especially those from the other Temples to whom he served as a great deterrent.
Who said the Knight Temple was getting senile? To nurture such a young Saint Knight, one may well imagine that before long, Yang Wenzhao would inevitably break through the ninth step, and maybe possibly become a Divine Knight of the younger generation.
Holy Mantle’s effects could be anticipated by any perspicacious person. It aimed at searching for traces of the assassin: after entering the state of invisibility, an assassin would immediately become visible after coming in contact with any trace of spiritual energy, and Yang Wenzhao’s Holy Mantle reached such a scale that in case the assassin wanted to come over, he would certainly have the time to respond. Not only that, but the red light in Wenzhao’s eyes was clearly a knight’s Lock ability.
In a way, a knight is the nemesis of an assassin. In case he is Locked by the knight, an assassin can then only choose to face him in a direct clash.
That assassin was steady and experienced enough to show patience, and kept himself hidden rather than going on the offense. After the six stadiums were merged as one, the whole field became extremely wide. Although Yang Wenzhao’s Holy Mantle reached a large scale, the ground extending in the stadium was really wide. So, in his view, as long as he would not take the initiative to attack the opponent, Yang Wenzhao would have no way to find him.
Compared to his current state of invisibility, the simultaneous release of Spiritual Highland, Holy Mantle and Lock would surely make Yang Wenzhao’s consumption of spiritual energy far higher. Maybe this battle would be prolonged, but the Assassin Emperor of the eighth step hidden in the darkness was certain to be able to achieve victory in this battle.
Right as the Assassin Emperor was done thinking about his countermeasure, Yang Wenzhao made a move, silently standing there as an intense golden fog rose above his body. Storing Power.
Back then, quite a few people had suffered losses against Long Haochen’s Storing Power ability at the time of the Demon Hunt Selection. Yang Wenzhao just mechanically copied his strategy.
But, perhaps only the others from Bright Glimmer of Hope understood his way of thinking. The other contestants did not understand why Yang Wenzhao would do such a thing. The Storing Power ability would certainly increase his offensive power to a great extent, but what’s the use if no target can be found? Won’t it only deplete his spiritual energy?
Seated on a higher seat of the Knight Temple’s area, the corners of Long Tianying’s mouth traced a thin smile, “This kid Wenzhao has really been missing for too long, so a lot of people have already forgotten about his abilities of specialization. It looks that he will really give everyone a pleasant surprise.”
That Assassin Emperor facing Yang Wenzhao was also full of questions. This young knight is using Storing Power. Could it be to draw me out? That’s just wishful thinking. Could it be that he doesn’t understand that it’s a battle of wits? How could such a mistake stand?
The Assassin Emperor coldly remained hidden, and didn’t even move an inch from his place of seclusion. He really wanted to see what Yang Wenzhao was planning to do after using this Storing Power.
From the start of the individual battles, that was the first time such an awkward situation was taking place. But a lot of people understood that, in such a situation, the outcome would be decided right when one of them would make the first move. If Yang Wenzhao managed to find his opponent, at his peak of the eighth step and under the effects of Storing Power, that assassin also reaching the eighth step would be unable to avoid defeat. But conversely, if Yang Wenzhao couldn’t make this move decisive, that would give the Assassin Emperor a chance to reduce his chances to naught.
Yang Wenzhao’s Storing Power didn’t last for too long a time, and at some point a deep green gloss had appeared on his chest, only remaining indistinct under the concealment of his intense light elemental spiritual energy. It could only be found out under careful watch.
After this green ray appeared, a bizarre green radiance was shot out from Yang Wenzhao’s chest, emerging in front of him to sweep forward. To one’s shock, this green light kept getting deeper and deeper even after reaching the defensive barrier of the Alliance’s Great Stadium, without clashing at all with that defensive barrier.
What’s this ability? Did it really disregard the barrier?
Very rapidly, everyone realized what this ability was. Long Haochen’s Storing Power ended, and his body made a slight turn as the green radiance that came out from his chest swept through the whole battlefield. That concealed assassin was immediately lit in green light upon being scanned, and a red glint landed upon his body. It was a knight’s Lock.
Flapping the wings on his back, Yang Wenzhao became like a golden lion, using Lightning Flash to hit head on.
When his powerful holy light illuminated that assassin, Yang Wenzhao’s swords under the effects of Spiritual Highland aimed at the assassin’s two sides, as he launched Holy Knock to knock the opponent ahead, clashing against the barrier before being knocked back.
If the assassin had chosen to attack head on, maybe he would have a chance, but after letting Yang Wenzhao complete such a Storing Power, those dual sword strikes would inevitably have caused death if they had struck.
“I have lost.” Declaring these words with difficulty, this aged Assassin Emperor felt like pounding himself to death using tofu. Losing the battle was not shameful, but losing without even displaying any of his own strength was really a shameful thing.