The frost on the Blue Silver Dragon Spear slowly dissipated. Tang Wulin withdrew his spear, and the Blue Silver Emperor Armor on his body receded like the tide, turning back into a skyful of Blue Silver Grass motes.
On the arena, Yuanen Yehui and Yue Zhengyu stood panting, their soul power nearly exhausted.
Having their "Light and Darkness Judgment" broken had not only drained the last of their soul power, but shattered the last of their fighting spirit as well.
"We lost."
Yuanen Yehui looked at Tang Wulin. Though reluctance lingered in her eyes, it was outweighed by her acknowledgment of his strength.
Yue Zhengyu also shook his head with a bitter smile and put away his holy sword. "Tang Wulin, Gu Yue, you really are strong. We concede this Selection Tournament."
Seeing this, the Referee immediately announced loudly, "The winners of the two-on-two match are the first-years, Tang Wulin and Gu Yue!"
"Whoa!"
The entire crowd erupted.
Who could have imagined that the strongest second-year duo would lose to Tang Wulin and Gu Yue just like that?
Tang Wulin, however, showed little excitement. He merely nodded to Yuanen Yehui and Yue Zhengyu in acknowledgment before taking Gu Yue's hand and leaving the arena.
In a corner of the spectator stands, several figures were huddled together.
"Haha! We won! We won!"
Bei Bei excitedly waved the banknotes in his hand, his refined face brimming with smug delight. He turned toward Xu Sanshi, who stood beside him looking thoroughly dejected.
"Sanshi, we had a deal. I won, so don't forget to pay up."
Xu Sanshi scratched his head. His usually cocky face was now etched with the pain of parting with money.
"I know, I know! Are you really worried that this young master won't pay you?"
Muttering, he reluctantly