Yu Longyue sat up in bed, sorted out her thoughts, and then went to open the door.
"Not yet, what's wrong?" Yu Longyue looked at Gu Yue and noticed that she was wearing a thin nightgown, her long hair was simply draped over her shoulders, and there was a trace of worry on her face.
"I have something I'd like to talk to you about," Gu Yue said softly.
Yu Longyue stepped aside, gesturing for Gu Yue to enter the room. "Come in."
The two sat down on the sofa in the room, and Yu Longyue poured Gu Yue a glass of hot water. "Speak, what is it?"
Gu Yue, holding a cup of hot water, took a deep breath. "I heard you're planning to participate in the competition?"
Yu Longyue nodded. "Yes, I need to participate in the individual competition, the two-person team competition, and the seven-person team competition."
"Why do you insist on participating in this competition?" Gu Yue frowned. "Based on your usual personality, you would never participate in this kind of competition. No one could compete with you then."
Yu Longyue smiled slightly, "Yes, it's bullying children, but sometimes I'm not free either. I have to follow the family's arrangements. Cai Yue'er told me that we must participate in this competition and let the people of the Star Luo Continent see how strong our Shrek students are."
Gu Yue looked at him, a complex emotion in her eyes. "The point is, it's not like Shrek raised you to this level, yet you have to fight for their glory."
"There's nothing we can do about this world; it's all about these things," Yu Longyue said earnestly.
Gu Yue was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded. "Alright, I'll support you. But you must promise to be careful."
"What am I being careful about? Is there anyone who can beat me?" Yu Longyue smiled.
Gu Yue glanced at him again and then said:
I also participate in the individual competition.
Yu Longyue's expression froze instantly.
Alright, shall we settle this now?
The Star Luo Empire's Soul Master Elite Tournament is one of the most anticipated events on the entire Star Luo Continent, attracting countless Soul Master from all over the world every year.
The competition venue is a huge Soul Fighting Arena, large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of spectators.
On the day of the competition, the atmosphere inside and outside the stadium was enthusiastic. The spectators were in high spirits, wearing clothing in the colors representing their respective teams, waving flags and banners, and filling every available spot to stand.
Cheers and shouts rose and fell, creating a spectacular scene.
Led by Wu Changkong and Cai Yue'er, the Shrek Academy students entered the competition venue. Dressed in their green school uniforms, representing Shrek, they looked spirited and energetic.
Of course, Yu Longyue still didn't wear that incredibly ugly school uniform, and he remained unmoved even after Cai Yue'er repeatedly told him to.
When it was Yu Longyue's turn for the individual competition, she entered the arena amidst cheers from the audience.
"Dear audience, welcome to the Star Luo Empire Soul Master Elite Tournament!" The host's voice resounded throughout the venue through the loudspeakers. "Today, we are honored to have with us the elites from the Shrek Academy in the Douluo Continent. Let's give them a warm round of applause!"
As the host introduced the contestants, the audience erupted in thunderous applause and cheers. Yu Longyue and the other Shrek Academy contestants waved to the audience; their presence undoubtedly added even more excitement to the competition.
Standing opposite Yu Longyue is number 631.
He was a young man who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old. He was tall and well-proportioned, and gave off a very composed feeling.
Ling Wuxie stood on one side of the Soul Fighting Arena, his eyes fixed on Yu Longyue opposite him.
As one of the most outstanding young talents in the Star Luo Empire, he was full of confidence in his strength, but the opponent in front of him made him feel an unusual pressure.
Yu Longyue was dressed in a simple white robe, the fabric of which fluttered gently in the wind, further accentuating his tall and straight figure.
The sunlight shone on him, as if gilding him with a layer of gold, making him look even more handsome and striking.
His eyes were calm as still water, and his deep gaze seemed to see into people's hearts, making it impossible for people to understand his inner thoughts. His temperament was unfathomable, possessing both the refined scholarly air and the undeniable demeanor of a powerful figure.
"The match begins!" The referee's voice echoed Soul Fighting Arena.
Ling Wuxie immediately released his Martial Soul, his Soul Ring flashing, demonstrating his powerful strength. His movements were swift, unleashing Soul Skill one after another in an attempt to suppress Yu Longyue.
As the match intensified, Yu Longyue, facing Ling Wuxie's offensive, did not want to waste too much time.
Too lazy to even lift a finger, he released his natal Soul Spirit Thunder Dragon.
"Buzz--"
A deep rumble of thunder echoed across the arena, and a complex lightning array appeared beneath Yu Longyue's feet. The array's light grew brighter and brighter, gradually converging into a dazzling sphere of light.
Yu Longyue thrust her hands forward with a sudden burst, and the ball of light instantly transformed into a bolt of lightning, shooting straight into the sky.
"Roar--"
A deafening dragon roar resounded, and a gigantic Thunder Dragon was born from the lightning. Its body was long and agile, covered with fine lightning scales, and flashed with lightning so bright that no one dared to look directly at it.
The Thunder Dragon's eyes flashed with violent lightning, and its appearance filled the entire arena with violent and Destruction lightning elements.
Ling Wuxie's expression turned solemn. He could sense the power of this Thunder Dragon Soul Spirit, which was Yu Longyue's natal Soul Spirit and one of his strongest powers.
"Come on!" Ling Wuxie shouted, unleashing his Martial Soul at its strongest and activating his One-Word Battle Armor to prepare for Yu Longyue's attack.
Yu Longyue gently stroked the Thunder Dragon's scales. The Thunder Dragon let out a deep roar, and in the next second, Thunder Dragon figure instantly transformed into a bolt of lightning, rushing towards Ling Wuxie at an astonishing speed.
Ling Wuxie reacted quickly, unleashing his Soul Skill to its fullest extent in an attempt to withstand the powerful attack.
However, the Thunder Dragon's attack power far exceeded his expectations; the power of the lightning instantly penetrated his defenses and struck his body directly.
"Boom--"
With a loud bang, Ling Wuxie's body was struck by lightning. He felt all his Soul Power being scattered in an instant, and he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the ground of the Soul Fighting Arena.
The audience was stunned. They hadn't expected Yu Longyue to be so powerful, defeating Ling Wuxie with just one strike.
The referee quickly stepped forward to check on Ling Wuxie's condition and confirmed that he had only temporarily lost his fighting ability and had not suffered serious injuries.
"Match over, Yu Longyue is the winner!" the referee announced.
The audience erupted in thunderous applause and cheers, celebrating Yu Longyue's formidable strength and brilliant performance.
On the stands, Dai Yun'er was accompanied by a burly, bald man who was about two meters tall with broad shoulders and a wide back. Standing there, he was like a mountain, blocking out everyone behind him.
"Wow, Crazy Brother, you can tell exactly what level of cultivation he has!"
Dai Yun'er's gaze was fixed on Yu Longyue in the center of the arena, her eyes sparkling with excitement and curiosity.
The bald man she called "crazy brother" was none other than Long Yue, the number one young talent in the Star Luo Empire.
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes; clearly, Yu Longyue's performance had exceeded his expectations.
Long Yue said in a deep voice:
"I... can't discern any cultivation level from him. This person is definitely a formidable opponent; the title of the Shrek Academy's number one genius is well-deserved."