Feeling the warm atmosphere around him, even though he was very calm among his peers, he couldn't help but feel his blood boiling.

While he was feeling the atmosphere, a figure jumped up from the opposite side and stepped onto the competition stage. It was undoubtedly his opponent in the first game of the All-Continent Youth Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition, No. 520.

He was a young man who looked to be about 17 or 18 years old, tall and well-proportioned, and gave people a very calm feeling.

In the stands, two old men were sitting together, talking quietly. If someone could get closer, they would find that the chaotic sounds from the outside world were completely isolated near them.

"Wuxie's competition is about to begin. Master Lin, it's just the preliminary round. Do you still need to come and watch it in person? You are really concerned about your precious disciple!" The thin old man on the left said jokingly.

The man he called Elder Lin was a tall and handsome old man. Elder Lin said in a solemn voice with a blank expression: "Even a lion will use all its strength to fight a rabbit. Although it is difficult to meet strong opponents in the preliminary round, I also want to observe whether Wu Xie has listened to my words. He is already eighteen years old this year. This is his last chance to participate in the Continental Youth High-level Spirit Master Elite Competition. He cannot afford to lose. He must at least enter the quarterfinals."

The thin old man smiled and said, "Your goal is not high enough! As I remember, Wuxie is already a one-word battle armor master. Five-ring cultivation, one-word battle armor master. It is not easy to find an opponent in the entire competition. Even the elite students of Monster Academy are no more than this. I think this preliminary round will be over in a flash. Maybe Wuxie has a chance to compete for the top three."

Lin Laodao: "I hope so. However, I am actually more worried about the preliminary round. The preliminary round is a random grouping. If you are extremely unlucky, it is possible that you will be assigned to the same group as those little monsters from Monster Academy. If that happens, it will be troublesome. The preliminary round is an elimination system, and there is no chance to come back again."

The thin old man smiled and said, "At least this first one is not like that. It's a little guy who looks unfamiliar. He doesn't look very old. He's probably just here for the formality. It looks like we can get ready to leave now."

"Yeah." Mr. Lin nodded.

The light shield slowly rose, and an electronic voice sounded, "First round of the knockout match, No. 250 versus No. 520. Get ready, countdown, five, four, three, two, one, start!"

There are no rules for the game. The referee watches from the sidelines and the game ends when the winner is determined.

Contestant No. 520 is named Ling Wuxie. He comes from an ancient sect and came to participate in this competition hoping to make a splash.

Ling Wuxie had come to compete three years ago when he was only fifteen years old. That time, he performed well and finally made it to the top sixty-four. In the past three years, he has been practicing hard just to get good results in his last All-Continent Youth Advanced Spirit Master Elite Competition.

Gu You rushed towards Ling Wuxie in one step.

Seeing Gu You rushing towards him, Ling Wuxie couldn't help but frown slightly. Did this opponent not even release his martial spirit? Did he forget it because he was so nervous?
In a competition as large-scale as the Continental Youth Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition, there were many people who made mistakes due to nervousness.

Ling Wuxie was not careless, his eyes flashed, and five soul rings rose from under his feet, two yellow and three purple.

But the moment he released his spirit ring, Gu You’s fist had already arrived.

"What? Maybe..." Ling Wuxie widened his eyes. He felt the danger in that circle.

bump!
A figure flew out and the referee caught it immediately, but his hands began to tremble.

The referee looked at the figure in the smoke in shock.

What kind of force is this?

How could this be?
Some viewers who noticed this exclaimed in surprise. A Soul King was killed instantly with just one punch?
In the audience, Ling Wuxie's two teachers were dumbfounded, their faces were so gloomy that they were about to drip water. Lost, lost in the first game? This also meant elimination. Ling Wuxie's last chance to participate in the Continental Youth High-level Spirit Master Elite Competition was lost. How could they not be shocked and angry?
Ling Wuxie lay on the ground, his mind was blank, and all the pressure was gone.

I lost. I lost just like that. I lost inexplicably.

If I had released my battle armor right at the start and not given the opponent a chance to get close to me, this wouldn't have happened.

A lion uses all its strength to fight a rabbit. He recalled his teacher's words in his mind and felt so regretful. He regretted that he had underestimated Gu You in the beginning.

However, in this world, there is no regret medicine to take, and no one will ever pity the loser. He lost, he has been eliminated, he is a loser.

What he didn't know was that he was doomed to be a loser from the very beginning...

After jumping off the competition stage, Gu You quickly ran into the contestant channel. He didn't want to be the focus of everyone's attention.

"Great!" Gu Yue's voice rang in his ears. Gu You turned his head and saw that she was already waiting for him here.

"It's just a small dish, nothing worth noting." Gu You smiled.

After climbing up with difficulty, Ling Wuxie walked off the stage like a zombie.

"Are you discouraged?" A deep and old voice sounded beside him.

Ling Wuxie raised his head suddenly, looked in the direction where the voice came from, and called out in a dry voice: "Teacher."

The old man walked up to her, suddenly raised his hand, and slapped her hard in the face with a "slap".

The severe pain from his face seemed to wake Ling Wuxie up.

"Discouraged?" The old man's voice was stern.

"I didn't." Ling Wuxie clenched his fists tightly, but tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes.

The old man raised his hand, and just when Ling Wuxie thought he was going to be beaten again, the old man used his strong arms to embrace his disciple.

His voice was low and vigorous. "Remember, this is the shame of your life. If you want to wash away the shame, make yourself stronger. Don't make any excuses. Losing is losing. Losing is not terrible, and being eliminated is nothing. The important thing is that you must realize why you lost this game and realize your own shortcomings. You didn't lose because you didn't perform well, but because your opponent didn't give you the opportunity to perform. What you lack is practical experience. So, next, I will take you to Hell Valley, where you will train well and strive to wash away today's shame one day. If you do it, then you are a real strong man."

"teacher……"

A five-ring soul king...

(End of this chapter)