Sealed Divine Throne Chapter 119- current

The Sixteen Finalist III

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The halo stopped shining, and the sixteen people in Long Haochen's group looked at the brilliance on their own bodies.

The five auxiliary hall masters in the halo opened their eyes simultaneously. Excluding Ruoshui, the four other secondary hall masters had looks that seemed as if they were rejoicing in the misfortune of someone else. At the same time, Han Qian's look became an incomparably ugly sight to behold.

It had already been completed, and even without the five other auxiliary hall masters, no one could possibly question the fairness of this process.

Among the five competitors of the Knight Temple, unexpectedly, there were four of them that fell against other knights as opponents. In other words, no matter how the matches took place, there were now only at most three people from the Knight Temple who could enter the top eight.

Two knights of the fifth step, unfamiliar with each other, ended up against each other. The light on their body was completely identical, and on the other sides, Long Haochen and Li Xin, brother and sister, ended up against each other.

Long Haochen's look instantly became shocked, as he turned toward Li Xin, with an ugly look on his face. How could he have thought that he would be so unlucky. With a probability of one eighth, he still drew his big sister as his opponent.

The Saint Mage Tutor Lin Chen coughed, before patting Han Qian's shoulder and saying, "Brother Han is indeed worthy of being an emissary of light, this draw was indeed fair and equitable. It has the approval of our Mage Temple."

Ying Suifeng and Han Qian were the most familiar, and he was the one who laughed in the most lividly fashion, "Old Han, your Knight Temple is indeed formidable, but in regard to luck, tss tss..."

Han Qian's complexion changed completely, fiercely opening his two eyes widely.

The War Emperor Ren Wokuang laughed as well, "Child Ying, you shouldn't speak like this. These drawing results were very advantageous to the Knight Temple: that way they will have at least two people in the top eight. Wouldn't this enormously increase the probability of getting someone in the top three?"

Sanshui, the summoner at the step of Spirit Emperor coldly snorted, "You guys, what can you do except from taking joy in other people's misfortune? In the first place, try to have five of your people enter the top sixteen. Old Han, thank you! Nobody from our Spiritual Temple ran against each other, what a great luck."

Outside of the Knight Temple, the second fameseeker of these selections was the Spiritual Temple. Excluding the fellow who couldn't even predict what she was going to summon through the Creature Summoning Gate, Chen Ying'er, there were surprisingly three outstanding summoners who managed to enter the top 16. In addition, amongst them, two were only at the fourth step. Clearly, they were powerful summoners. In the process of the drawing that just happened, these three summoners didn't end up against each other, so it was no wonder that the normally cold-faced Sanshui was in such a good mood.

Han Qian's blood was boiling in fury. The knockout competition hadn't started yet, but the Knight Temple had already lost two people. Furthermore, in front of them, he couldn't break out like that. With a face partly red and partly pale, he said, "Looking at you, each and every one of you look like you are quite enjoying yourselves. You should take example on Ruoshui's calm and collected appearance."

Ruoshui sighed helplessly, and said, "How could I be calm and collected! None of the people from my Priest Temple entered the top 16! These drawing results don't affect me much..."

"Hic..."

Han Qian became immediately speechless, and ruthlessly said, "Go back to the lounge. According to the colors of the lights on your bodies, the matches are about to start. The first pairing may stay on the ground."