Seeing that not a single person agreed, Yu Xiaogang secretly clenched his fists. Liu Erlong, who had come with him, comforted him, "Xiaogang, don't be angry. What does losing matter? Just win it back next time! After Dai Mubai graduates, he can come to my Blue Tyrant Academy. In five years, he'll still be just the right age to compete one last time."
Another time?
In the next five years, the entire continent might well be thrown into turmoil!
Yu Xiaogang was somewhat angered, but he could only suppress his indignation and say unwillingly, "This may be the last Continental Elite Tournament. In the next five years, the continent is very likely to fall into chaos."
"So you saw it too."
Zhou Qing's gaze was calm. "Then you should also understand that whether they win the championship is not all that important. Only by helping them truly recognize their own problems can they survive the turmoil to come.
"Once war breaks out, having a prominent reputation will only cause trouble to keep coming to their door.
"If they were all Red Assembly members, we could naturally protect them—
"But they are students about to graduate from Nuoding Academy. They are free to choose their own paths. Can we force them to make a particular choice in the future?
"They have not truly graduated yet. They are still Nuoding Academy students, and as teachers, we must consider their futures."
How could Yu Xiaogang not understand this?
It was simply that this was very likely the final Continental Elite Tournament. If he could not seize this chance to earn a name for himself, then when he went to the Star Luo Empire in the future and became the Crown Prince's imperial tutor, there would surely be many voices of opposition at court.