The students watching the battle fell completely silent. In their eyes, Yan Ming defeating Huangfu Ji had been a certainty, and Yan Ming had even held the upper hand throughout the fight.
Yet unexpectedly, the situation had reversed. Huangfu Ji had not lost—Yan Ming had.
Zhao Hong and the others stared wide-eyed, exchanging glances. Clearly, they had not expected Huangfu Ji to defeat Yan Ming.
An eight-level gap in Soul Power, plus his opponent having one more Soul Skill, and he had still won.
To them, this was simply astonishing. But to Huangfu Ji, it was nothing much. Back when he was six, he had defeated the seventeenth-level Yuan Ling.
Yan Ming was on the verge of breaking down. He had lost. He had actually lost.
It was not that he could not accept defeat; he simply could not accept losing to a Soul Elder, and one whose Soul Power Level was eight levels lower than his.
"Aah—!!!"
He let out a despairing roar. This was his first defeat since his Martial Soul Awakening, and he had lost to a Soul Elder. The news would likely spread quickly, and by then, he would have lost all face.
He had been the number one among the five hundred students of Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
Now, that title was gone. Someone had taken it from him—and it had been taken by a Soul Elder.
He regretted it. Why had he challenged Huangfu Ji? Huangfu Ji had already been about to return to his seat, so why had he insisted on challenging him? Worse still, he had embarrassed him in public and forced him to fight.
If there were a cure for regret in this world, he would buy two jin of it and try it first.
Huangfu Ji recalled his Martial Soul