Southwest of the Crantia Empire, the sea of ​​trees at dawn.

In the tall and lush forest, the soft sunlight casts light marks on the ground through the gaps between the leaves. From time to time, birds cross the sky and smash the blue curtain in the sky. It is peaceful and quiet, just like in the past. However, there are no one on the paths leading to the temple. Whether it is the elf warrior wearing light armor or the priest with gentle smiles, they are missing. There are only two tower guards in front of the Tower of Genesis. The faces, which are so calm that they are not expressionless, are now full of anxiety and unbearable. From time to time, they look deep into the sea of ​​trees. The vague noise makes their expressions even more entangled. It is obvious that if the glory of being a tower guard has been deeply engraved into their souls for a hundred years, they would have escaped.

...Damn it, what's going on now...

....I really want to see it...

.........

Deep in the sea of ​​trees, trees that spread infinitely like waves, suddenly stopped, and the thick dark green vines tied together to form a wide and flat field. Two figures quickly interlaced on them, and the crisp sound of weapons fighting each other sounded from time to time. Suddenly, a hot golden light suddenly bloomed with a sound of explosion. One of the figures shot out in response. The slender body turned over twice in the air without control, and then fell on the vine in a little embarrassed manner.

Cracks appeared on the gorgeous light armor unique to the elves. The slender ears trembled slightly with the sound of breathing. Feeling the completely exhausted fighting spirit in the body, the wood elf shook his head slightly and sighed: "It is worthy of being the Paladin of the Cross Church. It is indeed powerful and lost." The sound was not loud, but it went far under the action of the magic circle, causing a burst of regretful sighs.

This is the competition ground for the Forest Temple. The whole is built with elemental vines, which is strong enough to withstand the battle of gold-level powerful people. There are many auxiliary magic circles under the vines to serve both sides of the battle, and the amplification array is one of them. As for where others watch the battle...

On the tall trees, Oster and many elves wearing light armored warriors looked at the paladins on the field with resentment. The tall and strong bodies. Although the silver-white forged steel plate armor had crisscrossing battle marks, they were very neatly taken care of by the owner, without a trace of rust. They reflected a cold light slightly in the sun. They were holding a giant sword almost the size of a door panel in one hand. The tough face was not handsome, but they had a heart-wrenching demeanor.

....Chapter Church, Paladin...

...Single-player single sword defeated all the younger generation of powerful men in the Forest Temple...

Thinking of the young and powerful people who were so powerful that they could not reach, being easily defeated under the huge giant sword like chopping melons and vegetables, even if they were unwilling to admit it, a trace of fear appeared in Oster's heart, but then they were overwhelmed by the shame that surged in their hearts - the entire Dawn Tree Sea young generation could not defeat a person...

...Damn it, it would be great if that guy was there...

...That guy will definitely be OK...

"Hahahaha, old lizard, I'm going to win this time. Remember to prepare what you promised, hahaha." The arrogant and wanton laughter rolled across the entire arena like thunder, shocking everyone present to the ears. Ost, who was just dazed, almost fell down from the tree with unstable unsteady eyes, and his eyes were slightly awe and scared towards the two majestic old men standing at the highest point.

The Dragon of Yachimia, the Morning Breeze, and the laughing wildly...

The Grass of Light-Abraham.

...The strongest paladin!...

............

"Oh, is that? Old madman. I don't think so, hahaha." The old wood elf in a white robe didn't care about the old friend's laughter at all. He smiled heartily, feeling the fluctuations of space from the distance from Genesis. A trace of expectation flashed in his green eyes. The phantom of the ice-blue dragon behind him flashed by. The high dragon roar rose into the sky with the old man's heartily laughter, and a sound wave visible to the naked eye rushed towards the Tower of Genesis.

Just as everyone present was puzzled by Bervar Chenfeng's movements, a clear elemental fluctuation rose in the direction of the Tower of Genesis, and then approached here at an extremely fast speed. The low and heavy explosion sounded constantly like a war drum, and it became more and more urgent and closer.

Bang!

Accompanied by a roar like a thunderous explosion, a figure swept through the air, pulling out a long afterimage. Fragments of ice chips in the air slowly fell down, reflecting light slightly in the sunlight, and then turned into the most primitive element and returned to heaven and earth.

...The element is concrete, the sign of stepping into silver...

Everyone present looked curiously at the young man standing in front of Boval Chenfeng, wearing a worn-out waisted casual suit, black hair, and a tall figure. He was carrying a huge ice-blue object behind him. He was talking to Lord Yachimia Dragon with a slightly frown.

............

"...In other words, if you beat him, you can get the holy water you need, right? I understand..."

With a slightly frowning, Chen Fei leaned over to salute slightly, reached out to untie the ice coffin on his back. Through the ice-blue ice coffin, he seemed to be able to see the beautiful girl. He sighed in a complicated expression. Chen Fei slowly handed it to Boval. His hand, who had been holding the sword for ten years, was trembling at this time, and his tough face was full of solemnity, "So, senior, please give me now..."

Seeing the ice coffin slowly surrounded by a strong breath of life, Chen Fei took a deep breath, turned around to look at the Paladin below, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

...This is the last enemy...

...Zi Xiu, wait for me...

As he jumped, the scenery on the ground continued to magnify in Chen Fei's vision at an extremely fast speed, but his heart was clear. Ice blue elements gathered into a disc under his feet. With the sound of violent sounds, they forced their way in the air and turned into a phantom toward the arena.

...The effect of stepping on the void and catching up with the great success of Zen in the eight steps is to use the power of elements to force it! ...

The right hand was slightly concave. Amid the howling sound of breaking through the air, a knight sword turned into a black shadow in the owner's stunned eyes and shot towards Chen Fei in the arena. As soon as the sword started, the sharp and sharp aura instantly rose from Chen Fei's body. The long sword in his hand buzzed excitedly, and the low and solemn sword roared continuously, and the audience could hear it.

Feeling the rising momentum of Chen Fei's body, the resolute eyes of the Paladin wearing heavy armor became brighter and brighter. He slowly touched the wide hilt of the sword with his left hand. The original one-handed sword turned into two-handed swords. The heavy aura that was like a mountain rose from the ground, and the sharp sword momentum with Chen Fei continued to intersect in the air. The suppressed aura spread from the confrontation to the entire field. Only slight and depressing breathing could be heard in such a huge arena.

The overly depressing atmosphere aroused several birds to flap their wings away in panic, and pieces of gray-white feathers fell down, and were then shattered by the sudden sword light.

boom!

The shrill roar and the heavy sound of breaking through the air collided fiercely, and the violent waves of air burst out instantly, sweeping the entire audience.
Chapter completed!