"Damn it" Alvin was furious and jumped back to the ring, wanting to fight again and save face, but according to the rules, falling out of the ring means losing. The referee has announced in public that Anjie won, and the result was beyond everyone's expectations, so it took a long time for everyone to react and couldn't help but exclaim.

The old knight on the side smiled secretly. He could feel that An Jie had formulated a combat strategy from the beginning. At first, Alvin performed poorly in front of his strong offensive, giving people the feeling that he had no combat experience at all. When Alvin relaxed, he suddenly attacked and caught the opponent off guard and defeated the strong with the weak.

I'm afraid that people don't know about it, but in order to guide An Jie, the old knight had already fought with him many times and carefully taught An Jie the key to combat. An Jie was very smart and studied very carefully. Although he didn't have much combat experience in the past year, he was not frustrated by Alvin.

"Wait a minute, Anjie, let's come again." Alvin naturally won't lose. His strength was far superior to the opponent, but he was defeated by underestimating the enemy. Now he challenged again and was eager to find the place, otherwise he might become a laughing stock.

Facing Alvin's aggressive appearance, An Jie scratched his head and said, "I'm so tired today, I'm so hungry." Before he finished speaking, he quickly fled. He could see that this beam was formed, and he was afraid the other party would not give up.

During the trial, some unpleasantness will inevitably occur, so the Light Church stipulates that no revenge should be sought after. But Alvin was angry and did not care about so much. Just when he was about to catch up, he suddenly felt a strong aura had locked him firmly. What was very familiar was from his father, Aglin, the leader of the Knights of the Light.

At this moment, at the highest top of the main hall of the Church of Light, all the high-level personnel gathered together. Although they did not go to watch the trial in person, they could witness the whole process through an ancient mirror.

A red-clothed priest sarcastically said, "Aeglin, aren't you boasting about your son? How powerful are you? Are you genius? You can challenge others more than you are. Now you are challenged by others more than you are. I really don't know if this blow is enough. Can he bear it? Why don't you go and comfort him quickly."

Aglin just snorted coldly: "It is a good thing for children to have more setbacks. After this lesson, Alvin will definitely grow up even more. At least I have such an excellent son. I don't want some people to be old virgins until now."

Upon hearing this, the red-clothed priest's face turned red. Obviously, the old virgin was the most taboo thing he said, and said angrily: "Aglin, what did you say? If I had not devoted myself to the church, I would not have been delayed. If you were to pick up girls and do things for the church, if you were not lucky enough to become a knight in the church?"

Aeglin said politely: "I can become the leader of the Knights because of luck, but strength. If you don't accept it, we can compete."

"Okay, come on." The two of them were not right at first, but now they had a little gunpowder and immediately set off their posture, looking like they wanted to die. No matter how others persuaded them, they couldn't listen. They knew a faint voice: "Okay, be quiet, I can't hear the instructions of the God of Light."

Hearing this, everyone was silent. If he had such majesty, there was no one else in the Church of Light except the Pope. He saw him sitting upright, closing his eyes and resting easily, breathing evenly, looking peaceful, as if he was immersed in a dream.

Suddenly the Pope opened his eyes, like two lightnings, which surprised everyone present, knowing that the highest and strongest man had something to announce again.

"Send more people to check the recent deployment of Skeen, and let people from all over the Xiyun Continent pay attention to the recent strong people, the God of Light, who have been instructed by the people of the Bottomless Abyss, have long sent people to lurk in our world and find them out, but don't alarm the snake."

A red-clothed priest said, "But Lord Pope, according to estimates, the people from the bottomless abyss are all holy ranks, and we can find such a strong man from there."

The Pope said: "There is no need to really find out. They will have plans to sneak into our world. There will always be clues. Let us basically understand their movements and try our best to avoid conflicts with them."

Aeglin said: "Pope, I just received a letter from Skeen. The Ruk Empire frequently mobilized its troops and exercised large-scale operations on the border. The intention was unclear. He hoped that the Church of Light would mediate."

"The pressure of the Ruk Empire has indeed increased the pressure from Skeen. We cannot fully deploy the war against the bottomless abyss in the future. We will send people to negotiate with the king of the Ruk Empire so that they will not do so many things." The Pope frowned, as if he was very disgusted with the Ruk Empire causing trouble at this time.

"What should Anjie do? Do we really want to help Skeen cultivate a powerful son? Judging from his appearance, he will not be devoted to our Light Church in the future." Presiding Judge Lei Ming expressed his concerns. He had dealt with not only one or two traitors, and those people would be loyal to the Light Church, which he could tell at a glance.

The Pope said: "Skeen sent his son to the Church of Light to practice, with the purpose of testing the sincerity of our alliance. Then let him see our sincerity and cultivate Anjie with all his might. The stronger the better."

"It's good that this is the case. This boy, Restoration, has received the baptism of the Holy Light and will only serve the Church of Light for the rest of his life. Skeen's wishful thinking is about to fail."

The pope smiled coldly and said to himself: "Anjie, Anjie, do you think I will let Vili take you to receive the baptism of the Holy Light? You will know in the future that there is no free lunch in the world."

While the giants of the Light Church were discussing some plans for the future, under the Temple of Light, a gloomy and terrifying man sat alone in a corner with an unhappy look on his face: "Damn, this guy's body is getting more and more holy light. This is not conducive to my plan to get out of this place. We must find a way to contact him as soon as possible."

However, An Jie now had no idea what was going to happen in the future. At this time, Weili was dragged to receive the baptism of the holy light again. Perhaps it was victory that made his confidence expand. This time the two people successfully passed the level 20 holy light.

Finally, he broke through again. Weili was so happy that she was so obsessed with her. She even insisted on An Jie treating her, saying that she was in a good mood today and that she would have a big meal no matter what she said.

An Jie naturally ignored it and ran back to the place where he practiced martial arts. Every day was very important for him. He received guidance from the old knight, hard training, enhanced fighting spirit, exquisite moves, and accumulation of experience. Especially when he met Alvin, he knew that the same method would not be able to win the same way, and he must have absolute strength.

"Master, I'm coming." An Jie recalled the previous fight with Alvin, imitating the opponent's impression of the opponent's fist path at that time. The small fist kept rushing out, although it was small, it was definitely bold.

"An Jie, the timing of your punch is not good enough, come again." The old knight taught An Jie very seriously, one move after another to resolve his offensive. One big and one small, like a friend of age, was completely intoxicated by it. Somehow, when I was with An Jie, I saw this young and serious disciple, and the old knight felt like he was much younger.

It was not until midnight that An Jie was lying on the ground sweating profusely, panting. Whenever he was tired, he would think of the dishes his mother cooked. Looking at the dark night sky, he couldn't help but want to go home and take a look.

"An Jie, you can't be too hasty in practicing. It's already difficult for you to reach the level 2.5 of the warrior level in the shortest time. You must know that the more you go up, the more difficult it is. The Pope is still at the peak of the ninth level of the mortal level before he reaches the age of thirty, but he is now over 60 and cannot break through to the holy level. You can imagine how difficult it is to practice."

"Master, I know..." An Jie smiled honestly. It was extremely difficult to practice the holy level. He had heard of it, but he always felt strange. No matter how difficult it was, it was not necessary to do so. The pope could not make a breakthrough for thirty years, and the same was true for others. Is it the only problem among them?

The old knight looked at An Jie for a long time, then sighed, with a little reluctant in his eyes, and said, "By the way, An Jie, starting from tomorrow, the person who guides you to practice will be another person. I retire and want to go home to retire. Maybe I will go back to your father's place to be a guest. I can transfer any letters for you."

"What master, are you leaving?" An Jie looked sad. For more than a year, he had been carefully cultivated by the old knight. Before he knew it, an irreplaceable relationship had arisen between the master and the disciple. At this moment, he knew that the old knight was about to leave him, and he was inevitably disappointed.

"An Jie, I have some abilities, and you have great talent. You should change someone to guide you to make people stronger. We old guys have long been eliminated." The old knight said suddenly. In fact, he was willing to let him go. After more than a year of getting along, he regarded An Jie as his grandson. Now he was suddenly arrested and wanted to retire and return home. He was also in a very depressed mood.

"Then master, I'll give you a massage." An Jie could see that the old knight didn't want to leave either. Otherwise, the first master would be too sad. An Jie was very sensible and massaged the old knight's back regardless of his fatigue.

"Thank you, Anjie." The old knight smiled comforted and said, "I really don't want to give it to others if I have such a good disciple. The old and the young spent the last happy time in the faint sadness of the last parting."

When I woke up the next day, I looked at the empty room with only a letter beside my pillow. An Jie knew that the old knight had left and didn't want to say goodbye. Because I was too sad, I left my last memory in yesterday. When I think about it, there would be a warm feeling in my sadness.
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