The instant Situ Xuan and Long Yue entered the waiting area, nearly the entire stands erupted.
The cheers of three hundred thousand people surged over like a tsunami, waves of sound rolling, colliding, and exploding above the stadium, shaking the soul barrier until it trembled violently. The nobles seated in the front rows stood and waved the flags in their hands, the commoners standing in the back raised their fists and shouted at the tops of their lungs, and the people crouched in the aisles strained their throats as they roared along.
The spectators shouted the names of Monster Academy and Long Yue.
"Long Yue! Long Yue! Long Yue!"
"Monster Academy! Monster Academy!"
"Star Luo Empire! Star Luo Empire!"
The atmosphere was as feverish as a pan of oil doused with heat. Every face was filled with excitement and anticipation, every pair of eyes burning with the light of hope. They did not believe Situ Xuan could keep winning forever. They did not believe an outsider could swagger for so long on the soil of the Star Luo Empire.
They did not believe it. They did not believe that Situ Xuan, merely a Soul King, could continue acting so arrogantly before Long Yue, the foremost of Monster Academy's Eight Heavenly Kings and a six-ring Soul Emperor.
After all, their Monster Academy had defeated Shrek Academy's opponents.
Long Yue was someone who had even beaten that genius from Shrek Academy, Tang Wulin, into a sorry state where he begged for mercy.
What did Situ Xuan count for? Had he ever fought anyone from Shrek Academy?
Had he ever defeated one of Monster Academy's Heavenly Kings? Was he worthy of being compared with Long Yue?
As for those Tang Sect disciples whose heads Situ Xuan had blown apart with a single punch,