Wang Yan told Xuan Zi about Heavenly Spirit Advanced Academy.
"A twelve-year-old Soul Emperor, an Ultimate Ice Dragon Martial Soul, and six Soul Rings surpassing the Hundred-Thousand-Year level... then it's no wonder. No wonder at all." Xuan Zi pulled the lid he had covered over the bowl back again and said, "Wang Yan, who gave you the nerve to joke with this old man?"
Wang Yan's heart jolted, and he hurriedly explained, "Elder Xuan, I wasn't joking with you. Everyone outside is discussing Shrek's defeat. If you don't believe me, you can go out and verify it yourself."
Seeing how serious Wang Yan was, Xuan Zi's heart sank. He did not go outside to ask anyone. Instead, he released his spiritual power, and the discussions outside entered his perception.
"Hey, did you hear? Shrek Academy suffered a humiliating defeat in this match and became the first academy to be eliminated."
"Shrek, with its glory of ten thousand years, got knocked out in the first round? Is that true?"
"I heard it was a twelve-year-old Soul Emperor who directly eliminated them completely."
"Shrek brought this upon themselves. They had official team members but refused to use them, insisting on sending their reserve team instead. If they weren't eliminated, who would be?"
"You don't know? During the match, Shrek even produced three Soul Emperors. One of them supposedly had six Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings. And what happened? Turns out he was just a Soul Grandmaster, stuffing scallions up his pig nose to pretend he was an elephant."
"That guy, what was his name? Huo Yuhao. A Soul Grandmaster pretending to be a Soul Emperor, only to run into a real Soul Emperor. A fake ran into the real deal and got scared unconscious. It's hilarious."
"Show off and get struck by lightning!"