Chapter 45: No charm? Mutton-fat jade. Come back in five years?

Especially when Xingyuan reached out and grabbed her shoulders, Cai'er's body couldn't help but tremble.

She thought Xingyuan wanted to continue what he hadn't finished last night.

If Xingyuan really wanted it, Caier would naturally not refuse. It was just a momentary impulse last night, and after a whole night of calming down, it no longer existed.

She couldn't be as proactive as she was last night. She could only accept Xingyuan's request reluctantly...

However, she didn't expect that Xingyuan just kissed her on the cheek and told her that it was time to get up and not miss today's game.

Listening to the sound of Xingyuan putting on clothes, Cai'er also fell into self-doubt.

Is she not attractive enough?

Cai'er touched her chest, thinking that Xingyuan actually liked a more mature type.

"Cai'er, it's almost time to go out."

"Ah--yeah, okay. I'll get up and change."

Xingyuan was still thinking about whether to avoid it and wait outside the room, but unexpectedly, Cai'er had already revealed her smooth back, as white as mutton-fat jade, in front of him...

Xingyuan could feel that his breathing quickened and his voice became heavier.

He wanted to turn his head, but suddenly remembered that Cai'er herself didn't mind him seeing it, so why was he still being so pretentious?

……

After Cai'er changed her clothes, the two of them separated at the hotel entrance as usual and went to the competition venue in their respective temples.

"If you had finished your game early today, you wouldn't have had to wait for me."

Xingyuan called Caier and said to her, "Just go back to the hotel. I'll take you out for dinner when I finish the game."

Cai'er thought about it and nodded in agreement, "Yeah."

In fact, the two of them are an old married couple, and Xingyuan thinks that these tricks that couples use during their honeymoon period are not necessary.

Moreover, he couldn't decide his order of appearance in the game. What if he was scheduled to play in a very late game today? Wouldn't Cai'er have to wait for him for so long in vain?
The number of contestants from the Assassin's Temple was far less than that from the Magic Temple where he was. The preliminary elimination round was almost at the final stage, and Cai'er was only two games away from entering the top ten of their temple's preliminary round.

On the other hand, Xingyuan still has three more games to play before the top ten players of the Magic Temple can be decided.

Not to mention the qualifying rounds to decide the top ten contestants. If possible, Xingyuan naturally wanted to come out first in the Magic Temple preliminary round and enter the finals of the six major temples.

"When did you become so powerful?"

Lin Xin, who was chatting up other female contestants in the contestant channel at the Magic Temple competition venue, saw Xing Yuan coming and went straight up to him.

Xingyuan thought for a moment and said, "I don't know either."

This is the truth.

Although he had learned the Earth Dragon Technique, yesterday was the first time he actually used it in battle.

The bad thing about not fighting with others for too long is that Xingyuan has no idea of ​​his current strength, and it is easy for him to overdo it and end up using a sledgehammer to kill a fly.

Xingyuan felt that if he could fight with a real master or face a life-and-death crisis, the improvement in his actual combat power would definitely be significant.

However, in Lin Xin's eyes, Xingyuan's modesty seemed to be a trick, and he curled his lips and said, "Let's go to the stadium."...

The venue of the Knights Templar Tournament.

Sitting upright in his seat, Long Haochen, who had recovered to his best condition after a night of adjustment, stared at the two huge balls of light with numbers rotating above the stadium, hoping that he would be drawn to play in the game soon.

On the other side, the middle-aged man who was writing and drawing in a notebook was the knight instructor who had guided him in his training over the years, the knight instructor of the Knight Branch of Haoyue City, Ye Hua.

"Haochen."

Long Haochen looked at him, "What's wrong, teacher?"

"Ah."

Ye Hua nodded slightly, "I have basically learned about the news about other contestants from the Holy Temple. I think it is necessary to tell you in advance so that you can prepare in advance."

Ye Hua's words immediately reminded Long Haochen of Xing Yuan.

"Then teacher, you speak, I am listening."

Ye Hua nodded and said, "Including our three fifth-level earth knights, there are as many as nine fifth-level contestants from the six major temples who have signed up for this year's Demon Hunter Trials, which is the largest number in history."

"Not counting our Knights Templar, there are three from the Magic Templar, one from the Assassins Templar, one from the Warriors Templar, and one from the Priests Templar."

Long Haochen was a little surprised. Obviously, this number was beyond his expectations.

"Nine...?"

Long Haochen muttered to himself.

The size of the gap between level five and level four can be seen from the fact that they can be exempted from the elimination rules in the first two rounds of the preliminary round.

This is a privilege given by the Temple Alliance to those who can break through to the fifth level before the age of 23. It is also to prevent some good seedlings in the fourth level from being defeated by fifth-level players who are much stronger than themselves due to bad luck...

The biggest difficulty for a fourth-level person to cross to the fifth-level is the change in the nature of spiritual power. How to transform the thin, weak gaseous spiritual power in the body into liquid spiritual power in its initial form. This alone has blocked more than 80% of the six major temple professionals in the Temple Alliance.

Therefore, in the eyes of the Temple Alliance, those members who can break through to the fifth level before the age of 23 are extremely talented and can improve their cultivation to the ninth level in their lifetime and become good candidates for the core combat power of the alliance.

However, such good seedlings will not appear for no reason. Apart from the sons of heaven who are born with a small probability every few decades, the rest are the children of senior members of the alliance who inherited their fathers' gifted bloodlines and are born with the talent for cultivation.

It was really bad luck for Long Haochen to run into such a special competition. Fortunately, he was only sixteen years old this year. Even if he failed in this competition, he could still participate in the next one in five years.

It's impossible that there will be so many level five players signing up for the selection competition at that time, right?
No, that's not right. Five years is enough for Long Haochen, who has already reached the late fourth level, to break through to the fifth level.

With Long Haochen's talent and Ye Hua's guidance, he was absolutely sure that Long Haochen would win the championship at the next Demon Hunter Trials and bring glory to the Knights Templar...

However, when Ye Hua told Long Haochen about his plan.

Tell him that he doesn't need to worry too much about winning or losing the next game. After all, he signed up for this competition to gain experience.

Long Haochen shook his head. He was unwilling to accept Ye Hua's proposal.

He also knew that by the next qualifier, he would have a good chance of winning the championship in the next six major temple finals.

(End of this chapter)