Douluo Dragon King: I, the wielder of the Holy Sword, will vanquish all evil.

Chapter 182 Astounding Wisdom Disconnected
The quarterfinals are over.

However, almost all the audience members had expressions of utter disappointment.

Because the Monster Academy, on which they had placed high hopes, lost completely, and all four finalists were from Douluo Continent.

The Monster Academy area was deathly silent. Dai Yueyan and the others suddenly gripped the documents in their hands tightly. Before the competition, none of them had thought that Long Yue would lose.

They've already started researching their opponents for the upcoming semifinals and finals.

The final result of the quarterfinals was like a heavy hammer blow to the hearts of all Xingluo people.

The list of the top four, displayed on the screen, shone brightly in gold under the lights, as if silently declaring that from this moment on, the competition belonged to the Douluo Continent.

Even the star commentator Fang'er got stuck, looking extremely frustrated. She still had to continue commentating on the rest of the match.

Su Qiu turned and walked towards the contestant's passage. His golden battle armor slowly disappeared, revealing his melancholy expression.

There's still a tough challenge tonight.

In the shadows at the entrance of the passage, Xu Xiaoyan and the others saw Su Qiu approaching and went up to her, showering her with compliments.

Ye Xinglan was not good with words and could only echo Xu Xiaoyan.

Yuan Enhui leaned against the wall, arms crossed. When she saw Su Qiu, she parted her red lips slightly, her tone teasing: "What? You're not happy after winning? Is that melancholy face because you're heartbroken for that crazy dragon?"

"Sigh, you don't understand." Su Qiu sighed helplessly.

Xu Xiaoyan, who was holding a freshly bought iced juice, immediately chimed in upon hearing this: "I understand, I understand! Brother Su Qiu's lament is that of a master. Crushing an opponent like Long Yue is no challenge at all!"

Ye Xinglan pursed her lips and nodded, but stared at Su Qiu's face and added, "Indeed, it was too fast, I didn't get enough of it."

Su Qiu took the juice and gulped down a mouthful. The cool sweetness slid down her throat, but it didn't dispel the gloom between her brows.

He glanced at Yuan En Yehui: "Still laughing? Ready to win the championship?"

Yuan Enhui's eyes widened: "Are you serious? I'll be the champion?"

He won the championship in a competition featuring more than one two-word Battle Armor Master, a Soul Emperor, and two super-model monsters like Gu Yue Na'er.

It's probably the most valuable one.

"Me? Am I worthy?" Yuanen Yehui backed down instead. She was just a Soul Master, what merit did she have?

Xu Xiaoyan's expression changed constantly as she listened; she sensed something amiss: "What? Yuan En won the championship?"

Su Qiu gave a casual explanation.

Xu Xiaoyan was stunned when she heard this. Could such a good thing really be true?
"Yuan En Ye Hui, Yuan En Ye Hui, you've been hiding this better than anyone else!" Xu Xiaoyan said resentfully, "I also want to live off Su Qiu Ge."

Su Qiu: "Is this how you use this word?"

Yuan Enhui blushed and reached out to cover Xu Xiaoyan's mouth, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about! What do you mean by 'soft rice'? I only made it to the top four because of luck!"

Su Qiu: "Let me clarify, this is not called being a kept man."

But nobody paid him any attention.

That night, Su Qiu was resting in bed when suddenly someone sat on her waist.

He calmly opened his eyes, and his vision was met with a pair of pale, white thighs.

"Ah, let's finish this quickly. I'm guilty and deserve punishment. Hurry up and finish it." Su Qiu's voice was calm and composed, but in reality, he had no other choice.

However, the moon is somewhat normal today.

When are we going to Dragon Valley?

The moonlight slanted in through the window, outlining Gu Yue's cool profile; her eyes were calm.

"Dragon Valley?" Su Qiu asked in surprise. "Are you in a hurry? And as a Purple-level Fighter, you should know some information, right?"

Gu Yue lowered her eyes slightly, her fingertips lightly tracing his collar. The movement was very light, yet it carried an undeniable sense of pressure: "Long Yue's Mountain Dragon King Martial Soul reminds me of some things. The Tang Sect's blockade of Dragon Valley is extremely strict, and I have no way to contact it."

"Soon, after the competition." Su Qiu recalled the start time: "Don't worry, I'll take you with me." Upon receiving confirmation, Gu Yue's expression changed instantly. She lowered her head slightly, her long eyelashes drooping, concealing the coldness in her eyes and revealing a touch of gentleness: "Don't you have any questions about today's competition?"

"What do you mean?" Su Qiu was taken aback.

"My martial soul is not actually an elementalist."

Su Qiu's breath hitched, and his previously relaxed body tensed up instantly. He even forgot to breathe.

My mind raced, trying to figure out what Gu Yue meant.

"Aren't you surprised?" Gu Yue asked, puzzled, "about the giant dragon that appeared when I was fighting Na'er."

She tilted her head, and her eyes, meeting Su Qiu's gaze, began to sparkle with wisdom: "That's right."

"Looking back now, when I stepped off the stage, everyone was curious and came to ask me, but you seemed indifferent."

Gu Yue understood Su Qiu's various micro-expressions and micro-movements very well; all those years of meticulous note-taking hadn't been for nothing.

She hesitated, then said slowly but surely, "It seems you already knew?"

Ding! A groundbreaking piece of wisdom has been connected.

"Huh?" Su Qiu was shocked. How did Gu Yue guess that?

Something is wrong!

Gu Yue's pupils narrowed, like a dragon's eyes. She continued, "You..."

Without the slightest hesitation, Su Qiu looked up and took the initiative to kiss him.

Gu Yue's words came to an abrupt halt, and he even missed a breath.

The moment the warm touch covered my lips, even the moonlight outside the window seemed to freeze.

This was the first time Su Qiu had taken the initiative, and she subconsciously tensed up.

But that stiffness only lasted for a moment. Her drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, and her pupils, which had been vertical, slowly returned to normal and became clear.

A groundbreaking ingenuity disconnects.

The semi-final stage was bathed in sunlight, and the match list scrolled across the screen, with the first two lines prominently displayed.

Qian Wu vs. Yuan En Ye Hui, Su Qiu vs. Na Er.

The audience was in an uproar. The Star Luo audience was seething with anger, while the Douluo delegation was there to watch the show. Ninety-nine percent of them believed that Yuanen Yehui was a "lucky bastard."

"A Soul Master dares to make it to the top four? Qian Wuke is a Soul Emperor, a two-word Battle Armor Master. Let's see how he knocks this guy off the stage!"

"Exactly! Luck always runs out. Today we have to show her what real strength is!"

The Star Luo people were furious and powerless, but in reality, they just laughed it off because Yuan En and Ye Hui had been so lucky all along.

But things are different now; Long Yue didn't even make it to the top four! What makes Yuan En Ye Hui think she's so special?

Yuan Enhui stood at the edge of the arena, listening to the discussions below, her ears burning slightly.

She was also a little embarrassed.

I'm still too shy.

If it were Xu Xiaoyan, she would definitely feel perfectly justified and look proud.

As the referee's voice rang out, Qian Wu slowly walked onto the ring.

He was tall and imposing, and his presence alone was enough to make people feel breathless.

"Please enlighten me." Qian Wuwei cupped his hands slightly, his tone calm, yet carrying an air of condescending arrogance.

Yuanen Yehui took a deep breath, circulated her soul power, and her third soul ring lit up. The power of the Titan Giant Ape made her arm muscles tense: "Come on!"

(End of this chapter)