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Soul Emperor smiled faintly and said calmly, "Brother Gu, you flatter them. They are indeed not bad now, but who can say for certain what the future holds?"

Yet the tone of his words alone was enough to show that Soul Emperor did not mean what he said.

"..."

Gu Yuan smiled faintly and said no more, turning his gaze below again. The foundation of the Hun Clan's younger generation is truly terrifying. My Gu Clan cannot compare to them!

"These people will become the Hun Clan's middle-ranking pillars in less than a hundred years."

Seeing that Gu Yuan had fallen silent, Soul Emperor said nothing further and looked toward the Training Arena below.

"The good show should be starting now, right?"

Hun Dun said, "Soul Jade."

Whoosh! The sound of rushing wind rang clearly in everyone's ears across the plaza. A streak of light flew in from afar before finally landing atop the Training Arena.

Soul Jade wore white today and held a folding fan, looking every bit like a refined young master, with a faint smile on his lips.

Compared to a few days ago, he seemed much more confident.

His appearance immediately drew screams from the crowd in the plaza.

Most of those screams came from the young women of the Hun Clan.

Quite a few men beside them heard their female companions screaming and could not help shaking their heads inwardly.

"It's just Soul Jade entering the arena. Is there really a need to get so worked up?"

Soul Jade took the stage.

"Hun Huan'er!"

"Ah..."

"Goddess..."

Upon hearing the name "Hun Huan'er," the men in the plaza could not help crying out.

They were even more excited than the women who had screamed earlier.

"Hmph... men..."

Amid wave after wave of cries, Hun Huan'er's figure arrived from afar and descended onto the Training Arena like a celestial maiden, untouched by the mortal world and loftily above all else.

"Hun Xiu."

Hearing this name, everyone present fell silent. They looked left and right, trying to find where Hun Xiu was and wondering how he would make his entrance. Would he stand in midair? Travel through the sky? Transform Dou Qi into a horse? Form Dou Qi Wings? Tear open space...

At that moment, this thought surfaced in everyone's mind.

Even those on the Training Arena looked around upon hearing Hun Xiu's name, hoping to find him among the crowd.

Time passed second by second.

By all reason, Hun Xiu should have appeared long ago, yet they waited and waited without seeing him take the stage.

"This..."

"Why hasn't Hun Xiu come yet? Did he forget about today's competition?"

"Who knows?"

Unable to witness Hun Xiu's entrance for so long, people around the plaza began discussing it. At first, it was only a small number of them.

But as time passed, everyone joined in. The entire plaza erupted into an uproar.

Even the Hun Clan disciples on the Training Arena frowned slightly, muttering inwardly, Could it be that Hun Xiu really isn't coming?

Seeing that Hun Xiu had yet to show himself, Gu Xun'er, who sat beside Gu Yuan, grew anxious. Blinking her large eyes, she asked worriedly, "Father, why hasn't Brother Hun Xiu come yet?"

Gu Yuan said, "He came a long time ago."

"He's here?"

"Where?"

Gu Xun'er's eyes were full of confusion. She had not seen her Brother Hun Xiu.

"There!"

Gu Yuan pointed him out to Gu Xun'er.

Following the direction Gu Yuan indicated, she saw a man in white standing in an inconspicuous corner of the plaza, his arms folded as he leaned against the wall.

He also held a three-foot-long wooden sword in his arms.

It was none other than Hun Xiu.

He had arrived long ago, but he had remained in that corner. Most people had fixed their attention on the Training Arena and had overlooked him.

When he heard his name called, Hun Xiu had wanted to go up as well. However, the area around the Training Arena had long since been packed so tightly that not even water could pass through.

He simply could not make his way up.

It was already impossible to get through, much less squeeze in.

Hun Xiu was troubled.

How was he supposed to get up there?...

Seeing that Hun Xiu had yet to come up, Hun Dun frowned and looked toward the corner where Hun Xiu stood.

"Hun Xiu, are you still not coming up? Are you not participating in the Clan Competition?"

"Hm?"

Hearing Hun Dun's words, everyone followed his gaze and spotted Hun Xiu in an inconspicuous corner, holding a wooden sword.

"So he's Hun Xiu? He looks so ordinary."

"Still, even if he looks ordinary, he's so handsome. He's even more handsome than Soul Jade and Hun Feng."

"Ordinary? He possesses the Transcendent Divine Bloodline, and you think he's ordinary? The more ordinary he appears, the more it proves that his strength has reached a terrifying height."

Many of them were seeing Hun Xiu for the first time. They had only heard of this solitary genius before today.

One topic after another about Hun Xiu began to unfold.

Hun Xiu pushed himself away from the wall and said while holding his sword, "I am determined to take first place in the Clan Competition. How could I possibly not participate?"

As he walked forward slowly, he said, "Please make way, everyone. Squeeze aside a little. I need to go up to the Training Arena."

As he walked, he could not help complaining, "If you hadn't all been crowding here and blocking this place so tightly, I would have gone up long ago."

The spectators: "..."

Although the crowd was bewildered, they still tactfully made a path leading to the Training Arena.

"What an interesting little fellow." Gu Yuan muttered as he watched Hun Xiu's antics.

Even the Four Demon Saints of the Soul Clan seated nearby began discussing Hun Xiu.

Hun Tu said, "This Hun Xiu is interesting!"

This was also their first time seeing Hun Xiu. They had heard of this junior before: his cultivation talent was astonishing, he possessed the Transcendent Divine Bloodline, and he had the Potential to become Emperor.

Hun Sha frowned. "His strength is even more interesting. A Two-star Dou Emperor? It seems completely mismatched with his talent and bloodline."

"Hm?"

Soul Yan, Soul Jing, and Hun Tu, who had spoken first, all began paying attention to Hun Xiu's strength.

They could clearly sense Hun Xiu's cultivation level: Two-star Dou Emperor.

It truly did not match the bloodline and talent he possessed at all.

Hun Feng and Soul Jade, the two with Divine Grade Bloodlines, were both stronger than him. Could the Transcendent Divine Bloodline really be so weak? The four of them turned their gazes toward Soul Emperor in the seat of honor. Sensing the Four Demon Saints' gazes, Soul Emperor looked at Hun Xiu and ignored them, saying calmly, "Realm does not necessarily represent combat power."

"Though he is a Dou Emperor, even a Dou Zong might not be able to defeat him."