The three members of the Golden Generation glared at Feng Xiaotian before leaving.
Lin Ya looked at Xue Beng beside him and asked, "Now that the final four have been decided, who are our opponents?"
Hearing Lin Ya's question, Xue Beng said somewhat awkwardly, "Our opponents are... Xiao Wu and the others."
Lin Ya froze, his gaze shooting toward Xiao Wu's group in the distance. Xiao Wu was puffing out her cheeks, her face full of gloom.
Noticing his gaze, Xiao Wu pursed her lips in grievance, then leaped straight into Lin Ya's arms. Her long legs wrapped tightly around his waist, making her look like she had suffered the greatest injustice in the world.
"Waaah! We're way too unlucky!"
"I was planning to help you take care of Spirit Hall's people early, but we actually ran into you first!"
It was not just Xiao Wu. Everyone else on the second team wore incomparably bitter expressions.
Outsiders might not know how terrifying Heaven Dou's first team was, but they knew perfectly well.
Every one of these Upper Root Vessels following Lin Ya was a monster-level genius.
Forget sending them all out at once—even if just one of them came out, they could pin the entire second team to the ground and beat them senseless.
How were they supposed to fight? This was a guaranteed loss!
Looking at the aggrieved little girl hanging from him, Lin Ya helplessly raised a hand and rubbed her rabbit ears. Smiling, he suggested, "Then why don't you just forfeit? You're still young. You can compete again in five years."
"No! Absolutely not!" Without even thinking, Xiao Wu shook her head hard. "Five years is such a long time! By then, Spirit Hall and the Star Luo Empire might both be gone. Who knows if this