Divine Seal: My Grandfather is the Demon King

Chapter 302: The Battle between Father and Daughter, Unlucky Long Xingyu

His daughter, Feng Ling!

And in this game, he would actually face off against his daughter!

This is too much of a coincidence!

Soon, both sides stepped onto the ring.

Feng Ling also took off her cloak at this moment, revealing her face with skin as white as cream, her stunning beauty, her natural beauty, and her unparalleled grace...

Not only is she good-looking, but her figure is also perfect.

Facing "dear dad", Feng Ling had a faint smile on her face, and a hint of fierce oppression revealed in her black eyes.

For a moment, through Feng Ling's nonchalant yet oppressive eyes, Long Xingyu actually saw the Demon King, Feng Xiu!

hiss~

Seeing the slight coldness in his good daughter's eyes, why did Long Xingyu suddenly feel that his daughter had bad intentions towards him?

"Father."

Feng Ling bowed and gave Long Xingyu a knight's salute.

Then, the super polite Feng Ling bowed and performed a pastor's etiquette to Senior Chen Zidian, Ling Xiao and Teacher Ruoshui.

As soon as they saw Feng Ling, all the Knights Templar stood up at this moment.

With a bang, all the knights, except for a few hall masters, saluted Feng Ling.

Feng Ling is the Grand Paladin of their Knights Templar, a Grand Paladin who has made great achievements in the Holy War, and a Grand Paladin worthy of respect from all knights!

Not only in the Knights' Temple, but also in the Priests' Temple, except for the Temple Master Ling Xiao and the Deputy Temple Master Ruoshui, all the Priests' Temple contestants bowed and performed the Priests' Temple etiquette to Feng Ling.

Feng Ling is the deputy master of their Priest Temple, the hero who guards Zhennan Pass, and the hero they are willing to follow with their lives!

Seeing this scene and Feng Ling's appeal, not only Chen Zidian, Li Zhengzhi and other senior executives were shocked.

At this moment, Li Zhengzhi was silent.

There is no doubt that the Knights Templar, Priests Templar, and Assassins Templar fully support Feng Ling.

Moreover, he also remembered that Sanshui of the Soul Temple had promised that he would always stand behind Feng Ling.

In other words, four of the six holy temples already fully support Feng Ling.

He suddenly felt that his hope of getting that position was slim!

In the arena.

Long Xingyu was so proud that he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

After a light cough, Long Xingyu's expression became serious: "Ling'er, I'm curious, how strong are you now?"

Feng Ling smiled faintly: "Ninth Order, Fourth Level Saint."

"Ninth level! Level 4!!!"

At this moment, no one can remain calm.

Including Long Xingyu, everyone trembled when they said this.

Long Xingyu couldn't help but sigh: "Ling'er, you are the pride of my Knights Templar! The pride of the Long family!"

After hearing this, not only Feng Ling was unwilling, but Ruoshui and Ling Xiao were also unwilling.

"Nonsense, Ling'er is clearly a member of my Priest Temple!" Ling Xiao couldn't help but sneer at Long Xingyu.

The Divine Knight that he hated the most was Long Xingyu, but Long Xingyu happened to run into the muzzle of his gun.

This made him disregard his dignity as the Palace Master and directly refute it.

"Ling'er is my daughter and a member of the Long family!" Long Xingyu retorted directly.

Feng Ling: ...

I will only be my grandfather’s little cotton-padded jacket!

The others looked at Ling Xiao, then at Long Xingyu, and were also speechless.

And Long Tianyin in the stands looked at his unfortunate son Long Xingyu with pity, and silently lit a candle for Long Xingyu in his heart.

As Long Xingyu's biological father, he decided to feel sorry for Long Xingyu for just one second, and definitely not more.

In the arena.

Feng Ling spoke: "Okay, father, it's time for our battle to begin!"

"Father, my daughter has changed a lot. Are you interested in testing my strength?" Feng Ling said in a persuasive manner.

It is not right to beat up one's own father directly, so Feng Ling chooses to induce Long Xingyu to take the first step.

This way, she can fight back to her heart's content.

"Okay, Ling'er, let your father see how strong you are!" Long Xingyu laughed heartily twice.

At this moment, he had not yet noticed Feng Ling's thoughts.

Following the referee's order, both sides rushed out at the same time.

In the first round of the battle between father and daughter, both sides simply threw their fists.

Feng Ling did not use any spiritual power or mobilize any strength. It was just a simple punch.

On the other hand, Long Xingyu realized the horror of Feng Ling's punch almost instantly, and frantically mobilized his spiritual power and fist intent to concentrate on this punch.

The next second, the two fists collided.

boom--

Long Xingyu flew out in an instant, drew a perfect parabola in the air, and then with a bang, he hit the barrier at the edge of the ring.

With another bang, Long Xingyu was bounced to the ground by the elastic barrier.

Immediately afterwards, with a few crackling sounds, a crack appeared on the defensive barrier of the ring!

If it weren't for the ninth-level strongmen around who replenished their spiritual power in time to form a barrier, the horrific aftermath of the battle would definitely have spread out.

powerful! too strong!

Long Xingyu climbed up in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

He coughed lightly and put his hands behind his back, trying to maintain his dignity as a father.

Long Xingyu couldn't help but ask: "Ling'er, tell me the truth, how much external spiritual power do you have?"

"Not much, just 150,000." Feng Ling said lightly.

It wasn't much indeed. After all, her grandfather had much more spiritual power than she did.

She guessed that her grandfather's external spiritual power must be more than 500,000.

"What? Fifteen thousand isn't a lot?" Long Xingyu couldn't help but exclaimed.

External spiritual power represents a person's physical strength.

You know, the human body is much weaker than that of the demons. Even a ninth-level strongman cannot reach an external spiritual power of more than 100,000.

However, Feng Ling's external spiritual power alone has broken through to the ninth level!

The bloodline of the heaven-defying demon dragon clan is so terrifying!

Not only Long Xingyu, everyone was shocked.

External spiritual power of 150,000, what on earth does this mean!

In just a few years, Long Xingyu, as a father, has been easily surpassed by his daughter.

Long Xingyu was a little embarrassed: "I didn't expect that you are so much better than me."

"I didn't use my full strength in that punch just now. How about trying again now?"

Feng Ling nodded gently and said modestly: "Okay, please give me some advice, father!"

Long Xingyu waved his hand, and a golden halo spread out, followed by a sharp sword intent burst out.

As a Divine Seal Knight, Long Xingyu’s strength is not to be underestimated.

Of course he has a domain and extremely powerful sword intent.

In an instant, the surrounding light spiritual power was swept away by Long Xingyu.

All his sword intent and bright spiritual power were concentrated on this one strike.

Then, cut it off!

Feng Ling opened her arms, and with a swish, six white wings appeared behind her, carrying her into the air.

Long Xingyu’s move is very powerful, indeed very powerful.

But, it’s not strong enough!