The day of the finals, Star Luo Plaza.
Amid the people's earth-shaking cheers, Xu Jiawei once again stepped onto the raised platform with a smile.
At that moment, his feelings were a mixture of joy and worry.
He was delighted that the Star Luo Team had defeated Di'ao Academy in the semifinals and successfully reached the finals.
This was the best result the Star Luo Empire had achieved in ten thousand years.
In previous finals.
The stage had almost always belonged to Shrek and Sun Moon.
His worry was that, although the Star Luo Team had defeated the Di'ao team.
Their victory had been agonizingly difficult, leaving the entire team severely depleted.
Then there was the Sun Moon Team.
They had defeated the Shrek Team with ease and even received several extra days of rest afterward because the arena needed repairs.
The entire team had almost returned to peak condition.
They looked every inch the champions in waiting.
Still, at that moment, Xu Jiawei no longer cared whether they won the championship.
The earlier battle between Ye Yufei and Xuan Zi had once again strengthened his conviction that the Star Luo Empire needed to vigorously develop soul tools.
After all, the former was only a rank 93 Titled Douluo, yet with soul tools, had managed to threaten a powerful, long-renowned Level 98 Super Douluo and trade blows on equal footing.
If the Star Luo Empire's soldiers were also equipped with soul tools.
And the other Titled Douluo serving the imperial family were all equipped with Level 9 Soul Tools.
Then the strength of their entire empire would undoubtedly rise dramatically.
If the Sun Moon Empire launched another war in the future, he would at least be able to defend his own little patch of land.
Among the Douluo Three Kingdoms,