"They actually... lost!" The Star Luo Emperor looked at Xue Ye beside him in disbelief and gritted his teeth. "Heaven Dou... has produced quite a few impressive geniuses."
Xue Ye smiled politely. "Luck, just luck."
Though he claimed it was luck, the smug look on his face made the Star Luo Emperor want to slap him.
Beside the Star Luo Emperor, Bibi Dong also sighed. "It seems... this year's championship will likely go to Heaven Dou."
"Hahaha! It's too early to say that, but I do have great faith in them." Xue Ye laughed even more happily.
How many years had it been? Heaven Dou had not won the Soul Master Tournament championship for decades. Now... the opportunity had finally come!
Meanwhile, in the Star Luo rest area.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could he be Lin Ya? How could he be so strong?!"
The moment Dai Weisi woke up, he began muttering those words. He could not understand how Lin Ya had changed so drastically!
A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring! A five-ringed Soul King!
If he remembered correctly, Lin Ya was only supposed to be fourteen this year, wasn't he?
A fourteen-year-old Soul King? How was that fair?!
And if he had lost to Lin Ya, that would have been one thing. There were plenty of geniuses, after all. Losing would not have been too embarrassing.
But he had lost to Xue Beng, the Heaven Dou prince!
Right now, Dai Weisi wanted nothing more than to die.
The mighty Star Luo Royal Academy had failed to even reach the semifinals. How could they possibly show their faces again?
Only Zhu Zhuyun comforted him. "Dai Weisi! Look at yourself! So what if you lost twice? There won't be a third time! We're still young. At the next Soul Master Tournament, we'll definitely