Chapter 630: The Truth

Chapter 630 - The Truth

Su Mu’s defeat had caused quite a ruckus in the audience. They couldn’t bring themselves to accept the fact that Fox King Su Mu, one of the Monster Eight Kings and the most powerful control-type soul master, was defeated by a boy from the Douluo Continent.

Su Mu’s calm had returned when he stepped into his waiting area.

Dai Yueyan walked over to him the moment he saw him. “Su Mu, are you all right? Your tails…”

Su Mu shook his head. “I’ll recover. Nothing serious. But I lost… I’m sorry, guys.”

“Don’t worry about that, and don’t lose heart just because of one minor setback,” Dai Yueyan said quickly. “Leave the rest to us; you just focus on getting better. But why didn’t you use your battle armor?”

“I’m five years older than him. If I use my battle armor, I lose even if I win.”

Long Yue patted him on the shoulder. “Stop acting like your injuries are nothing. Go back to your quarters and get some rest.”

Su Mu froze for an instant and then nodded, taking his leave.

“If any of you loses because you underestimate your opponent, then don’t bother coming back to the Monster Eight Kings again,” Long Yue said, his voice deep and full of authority.

Su Mu’s eyes fell. He saw why I didn’t use my battle armor… After all, he’s Long Yue.

…

When Tang Wulin got back to his teammates, the ruckus had grown so loud that it could even be heard in the waiting area. He looked around and found all the contestants were staring at him as if he were a monster.

Xie Xie rushed over to him and gave him a big hug. “I can’t believe you really did it, Captain! You blew my mind!”

Tang Wulin rolled his eyes. “So you were expecting me to lose, weren’t you?” Then he turned to Yue Zhengyue. “Don’t forget my ten-thousand-year spirit item.”

“When did you become so strong? And where did your left golden dragon claw come from?” Yue Zhengyu asked, dejected. “He didn’t even use his battle armor, so I wouldn’t say you defeated him.”

“Does ‘concede’ mean something different where you’re from?” Gu Yue sneered. “Do you really think he didn’t want to use his battle armor because of his so-called pride? No, it’s because he couldn’t.”

Tang Wulin didn’t understand. “What do you mean?”

“He underestimated you. It never crossed his arrogant mind that you might touch him. So when you caught him by surprise with your Golden Dragon Dreadclaw, he had to use his tails to block your attack. In consequence, they got badly injured. I believe he needs his tails to wear his battle armor, and the injuries rendered them incapable of wearing it. His overconfidence cost him this match; he had no one to blame but himself. You won fair and square.”

Turns out I overestimated him! Tang Wulin thought, suddenly understanding. Maybe I’m a bad luck magnet, but I’m lucky that people always underestimate me. If Su Mu had put on his battle armor from the beginning, I would use my Bluesilver Emperor to fight him, but I might not have won so easily.

Yue Zhengyu lowered his head, depressed. A ten-thousand-year spirit item was too expensive even for him.

“We should leave now. Some people are really steamed that you won,” Yuanen Yehui warned. She was the oldest among them and thus the most mature.

“Yes,” Tang Wulin agreed, “Monster Academy is prestigious in the Star Luo Empire; Su Mu’s defeat would be a blow to the people here.” Then they wasted no time getting back to their hotel.

After the second round of the one-on-one competition was over, Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, Yuanen Yehui, Yue Zhengyu, and Ye Xinglan had all advanced to the third round. Gu Yue, Xu Xiaoyan, and Xu Lizhi didn’t participate in the one-on-one competition.

By then word of Su Mu’s defeat had spread far and wide across Star Luo City. They found it unacceptable – even if he hadn’t used his battle armor – because he was one of the Monster Eight Kings.

“How did he manage to lose to someone weaker than him? It must be the greatest upset in this tournament.”

“You can say that again! Su Mu is the most powerful control-type soul master in the Monster Academy, and his opponent is an assault-type. It’s easy for a control-type to overcome a same-level assault-type. Everyone knows that!”

In the meantime, Su Mu’s opponent’s name was spreading like wildfire throughout the whole Star Luo Continent; people here suddenly remembered Shrek Academy – the number one academy on the Douluo Continent.

It was the first battle between the two academies, and the winner was the Shrek Academy.

Some angry people chose to let off steam by hurling insults at the Shrek Academy and even attacking the Grand Star Luo Hotel; the military had been called in to deal with the riot.

But there were also people who kept their heads and were analyzing this match.

“Hello everybody! Welcome to the Continental Young Elites Tournament! I’m your commentator, Fang’er. I want to take a few minutes and talk about the match between Su Mu and Tang Wulin. I know many of you are upset about the result, but please calm down and show the people from the Duoluo Continent that we’re a country of friendly and welcoming people.”

Fang’er was a beautiful lady, and she had an important position among the soul masters on the Star Luo Continent. But that was not because she was a powerful soul master. In fact, she was not a soul master – she had no soul power; she was not even a Soul Guide Master.

Yet she was fascinated by soul masters. She had dedicated her life to the relevant research. In over ten years, she had taught herself all there was to learn about soul masters. She had a really deep understanding of soul masters, battle armor, and mechas, and she had written many dissertations, which had won unanimous praise from soul masters.

Since she was really pretty and her commentary was always trenchant and perceptive, she quickly became a famous commentator across the Star Luo Empire.

At the age of sixteen, she commentated on her first Continental Young Elites Tournament and achieved great success and fame.

Now, at the age of twenty-two, she was commentating on her third Continental Young Elites Tournament. She was like a goddess to both soul masters and ordinary citizens. 

Fang’er’s voice immediately attracted a lot of people’s attention; they looked up at the soul screens.

She was wearing a neat white suit. Her hair was tidy, her fair face was a little lean, and her eyes were sparkling. She had two cute dimples in her cheeks which appeared when she smiled.

“I’m sure you’re wondering why Su Mu lost his match,” Fang’er said solemnly. She always believed what she was doing was of great value, and she considered it her most important profession. “Is his defeat accidental or inevitable? I have watched the replay three times. I can’t say I caught every detail of the fight, but I’d like to share my thoughts with you.

“First of all, I want to remind you that this is just a tournament; please stay calm and don’t bring nationalism into it. And the other thing I want to clear up is that this is just my opinion, not an official statement.”

Then the replay of the match between Tang Wulin and Su Mu started to show on the screens.