After hearing Hu Liena's words, Xie Yue could only shake his head helplessly.
Forget it. Yan's personality really was a problem. Letting him run into a wall might do him some good.
Not far from them, a stunning woman in a platinum gown suddenly appeared and looked toward the center of the plaza.
Before long, her gaze locked onto Shui Wuchen, and the corners of her pursed lips curved faintly upward.
Then, the woman chuckled softly. "Since you're here, participating in this Elite Tournament wouldn't be too bad."
After Shui Wuchen and the others returned to Skywater Academy's area, a young man dressed in the uniform of a Spirit Hall Academy affiliated school appeared before him.
"And you are?"
Looking at the unfamiliar young man before him, Shui Wuchen asked in confusion.
"Yan, Martial Soul Hall Team!" Yan answered Shui Wuchen's question succinctly, then stared at him with burning eyes. "I heard you're strong. Interested in a soul battle?"
When Yan said this, he had already assumed Shui Wuchen would agree. At this time, challenges between Soul Masters could almost never be refused, or it would be seen as disrespecting the other party.
Moreover, before a soul battle, Soul Masters would most likely reveal their details to one another, such as their name, martial soul, rank, and type. It carried a sense of ritual, like the battles between noble youths during the Spring and Autumn period.
Yet Shui Wuchen's next action completely exceeded Yan's expectations.
"Sorry, not interested."
Shui Wuchen shook his head and directly rejected Yan's invitation to a soul battle.
Yan instantly flew into a rage and said angrily, "Y-you... are you afraid of me? You coward!"
If Shui Wuchen was unwilling even to fight, how was he supposed to win Hu Liena's favor?
"What did you say?"