Chapter 675: Bright Glimmer of Hope Takes Part in the Competition (III) (2/2)

He had visibly been deceived by Yang Wenzhao’s young age, and did not expect that Yang Wenzhao could maybe have a powerful spiritual stove with probing abilities.

This was the spiritual stove that he had acquired after Long Haochen renounced it. Although this was not a spiritual stove with any attached offensive or defensive abilities, it was an innate nemesis for assassins. Yang Wenzhao had been relying on this Spiritual Stove back then to obtain quite considerable results. But what a shame that he finally had to meet with the Dragon Rider Demon God.

Since he was gone for such a long time, those remembering about such a spiritual stove under his possession were rarer and rarer. Even in the Knight Temple, just a few still knew about it, to say nothing about this previous assassin.

As the first competitor on Bright Glimmer of Hope’s side, Yang Wenzhao’s good beginning was appreciable.

Seeing him withdraw from the field to return to Bright Glimmer of Hope’s ranks, the corners of Li Zhengzhi traced a downward arc. He understood very clearly that this Bright Glimmer of Hope team had already two knights in itself. Of course, he also knew about Yang Wenzhao, Yang Haohan’s grandson. But in his eyes, this Wenzhao should be much more lacking than Long Haochen. If his strength already reached the peak level of the eighth step, then how about Long Haochen himself?

Thinking to this point, Li Zhengzhi couldn’t help but shift his gaze at that leftmost person from Bright Glimmer of Hope. Although he couldn’t see his face, he knew from the soft manners coming out from his body as well as Tan Wan’s report that this one should be Long Haochen.

His face trembling slightly, Li Zhengzhi narrowed his eyes, thinking secretly, Long Haochen, let me see how far you will end up getting in this Alliance’s Great Gathering. He didn’t believe that a Demon Hunt Squad could possibly contend with Temples in the Gathering.

Long Haochen didn’t choose to return to the Knight Temple. Could it be because he did not hope for his teammates to fight at their own Temple’s side?

Thinking to this point, Li Zhengzhi didn’t understand why Long Haochen would appear in such a manner in the Temples’ Great Gathering. But he understood clearly that now that Long Haochen was back after over four years, he would inevitably be his own greatest rival in the near future. Never did Li Zhengzhi underestimate Long Haochen due to his young age.

The contest kept going, and the various Temples’ strengths came on display. The most powerful ones were still the Knight Temple, Mage Temple and Spiritual Temple, while the Warrior Temple and Assassin Temple were clearly quite weaker.

Strangely, over a dozen consecutive match went on without any of Bright Glimmer of Hope’s people getting picked. That lasted until the twenty-fourth match, in which the light of selection fell upon one of the members of Bright Glimmer of Hope.

This time, the light of selection landed on the tallest member of the team. Right at this time, a girl standing on the lounge of the Warrior Temple stood up suddenly, her hands shivering greatly out of excitement.

The white clad Feng Ling’er.

As early as when Chen Zidian called the name of Bright Glimmer of Hope, Feng Ling’er felt as if struck by a thunderbolt from her lounge. Bright Glimmer of Hope, wasn’t that their team? Having gone missing for over four years, this bastard finally decided to come back.

This sudden news caused her brain to feel empty, as her eyes kept staring fixedly at the tallest of these Demon Hunters, that tall and robust man. Her eyes wavered, and tears kept flowing from the corners of her eyes.

Ye Weiyang was seated beside Feng Ling’er. As they were the representatives of the Alliance’s Great Auction House, they were naturally qualified to join this honored guest lounge. The words Bright Glimmer of Hope shocked her no less than Feng Ling’er, and right now she felt at a loss as for how to to console Feng Ling’er, only tightly gripping her hand to console her warmly.

Right now, that man lit by the light of selection had caused Feng Ling’er to shed countless tears over the past four years. She was unable to repress her inner feelings anymore, which is why she rose up.

Ye Weiyang hurriedly held her in her arms, “Ling’er, don’t let your emotions take control of you. If that’s really him, you will meet him sooner or later.”

“Bastard… Bastard...” Feng Ling’er’s red lips were shivering. If not for Ye Weiyang’s support, she was afraid she would have already collapsed. So he’s back, it’s him!

She wasn’t in control of her tears anymore, they were just like pears falling over her fair, beautiful face.

Under Feng Ling’er and Ye Weiyang’s attentive watch, that tall member of Bright Glimmer of Hope slowly strolled toward the entrance of the Knight Temple, removing the large cloak from himself and revealing a smooth and flashy large bald head.