“This… is this the phenomenon of innate talent sharing of the master knight to his retainer knight? Impossible!” Han Qian looked at Long Hao Chen, eyes wide opened, just as if he was looking at a monster. The uncomprehending and astounded look on his face had never been so distinct before.
Taking a deep breath, Han Qian looked at the body of his own grandson, Han Yu, his face becoming very serious. As he waved his right hand toward Han Yu, after a split second, Long Hao Chen saw that Han Qian’s finger was emitting a sparkling, translucent and penetrating gold color. It was [Brilliant Body], a skill of knights of the seventh step.
Han Qian’s hand was shivering; his five fingers moved rhythmically, mystical bright symbols moving in a mysterious trajectory, undulating around his hand. Immediately, it turned into complicated patterns, directly marked on Han Yu’s chest.
