Chapter 230: Bring Dai Yao and Feng Wutong Here
"Dai Weisi, the Crown Prince of the Star Luo Empire. I've heard of your famous name countless times, but today, it's clear you're nothing more than ordinary," Dai Yao said calmly. "Dai Weisi, you've lost."
Though Dai Yao didn't kill Dai Weisi today, he succeeded in planting a rift between Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun. From now on, though Dai Weisi might retain his title as crown prince, his reputation was in tatters, his authority dealt a huge blow. A man willing to betray his future wife would hardly inspire loyalty among his followers.
Moreover, with Zhu Zhuyun hailing from the Zhu family—a house with generations of alliances to the Dai family—her estrangement from Dai Weisi would prompt her family to reconsider whether he was still a worthy investment. Once the tournament concluded, his position as heir would be increasingly precarious.
This defeat would also harm Dai Weisi's greatest supporter, the Empress of the Star Luo Empire, who would face fiercer opposition from the imperial harem. The women of the harem schemed far more viciously than those on any spirit fighting stage, and any sign of weakness from the Empress would quickly be exploited by the other concubines. Even if she managed to hold onto her status, her influence would be significantly diminished.
"A taste of interest, Empress of Star Luo," Dai Yao thought coldly as he looked down at the defeated Dai Weisi. "Consider this just the beginning. I only hope you can survive the upcoming storm—otherwise, my vengeance might come too late to reach you."
"Match over! The victory goes to Oakland Academy!" the red-robed bishop announced.
Though everyone had expected this outcome, hearing it out loud was still surreal. The Star Luo Empire's elite team had been soundly defeated by an unknown team from the Heaven Dou Empire. Spirit masters from the Star Luo Empire, especially those who had mocked Heaven Dou's spirit masters at the start of the match, now felt the sting of humiliation. They hurriedly left the arena, unable to endure the mocking jeers of the Heaven Dou spectators.
Standing on the stage, as the cheers for Dai Yao echoed, Tang San's fists clenched so tightly his nails dug into his palms. If Dai Yao had killed Dai Weisi, he would have been disqualified, sparing Tang San from facing the Oakland team. He felt a pang of regret.
Nearby, Dai Mubai was in a state of bewildered joy. With Dai Weisi's defeat and Dai Yao's imminent alignment with Spirit Hall, the only real contender left for the throne was himself. He'd done nothing, yet victory seemed to have fallen into his lap.
"Congratulations, Dai Yao!" Dai Yuanyi rushed up, joining in the celebration.
Feng Qianli also came over, equally excited. "You won, Dai Yao, but don't forget—you still owe us a meal!"
"Count on it, captain," Dai Yao replied, his smile lighter than before. He'd just overcome his most formidable rival for the throne, and humiliating Dai Weisi had brought a special satisfaction. Nearby, Feng Wutong watched her friends celebrate, a small smile forming on her face. As a former student of Star Luo Royal Academy, today's victory felt like a release, not only for Dai Yao but for her past struggles too.
As the Oakland team left the stage to rest, Xue Qinghe approached. "Dai Yao, my gratitude," he said.
"Your Highness, I don't understand."
"Today, your team's victory over Star Luo Royal Academy has done wonders for the Heaven Dou Empire's pride. To honor your contribution, each of you will receive ten thousand gold spirit coins, with further rewards awaiting you upon your return to Heaven Dou." Xue Qinghe's elegant smile and refined mannerisms were impeccable.
"Qian Renxue certainly plays her part well," Dai Yao thought to himself as he met Xue Qinghe's warm smile.
Meanwhile, Spirit Hall's Golden Generation was left with complicated feelings. Hu Liena's gaze turned thoughtful as she watched Dai Yao and Zhu Zhuqing's spirit fusion technique. The form their spirits had taken was stronger than the usual Hell White Tiger, comparable to the fusion technique she and her brother, Xie Yue, could use. If they faced each other in the tournament, the match would undoubtedly be a fierce showdown.
Even Yan felt an itch of excitement as he sensed Feng Wutong's spirit power. Though his Flame Lord spirit was powerful, it was no match for her Vermillion Bird. He was eager to test himself against her strength.
Half-heartedly breaking the tension, Hu Liena let out a playful laugh. "Come now, we're Spirit Hall's Golden Generation," she said, her confidence infectious. "We've been challenged countless times, and nobody has yet managed to shake our place. This time will be no different."
Their unshakeable self-assurance returned, and the seven members of Spirit Hall looked across at the Oakland team, determination blazing in their eyes.
Sensing their gaze, Dai Yao glanced back at them with a faint smile before turning away. "Spirit Hall, enjoy your time at the top while it lasts."
From the Pope's Hall, Bibi Dong observed the match with a smile. "Dai Yao's strength is indeed impressive. I look forward to seeing how he fares against the Golden Generation," she murmured. She was especially intrigued by the power Dai Yao had yet to reveal.
Beside her, Qingluan Douluo tightened his grip as he watched Feng Wutong interact with Dai Yao. Finally, he approached Bibi Dong with a slight bow. "Your Holiness, now that the match is over, may I bring Feng Wutong here so that she may choose her teacher?"
Lingyuan Douluo, clearly worried, shot a pleading glance at Bibi Dong. Compared to Qingluan, she had far less to offer. Her spirit power, spirit, and skills were all inferior. If it came to a choice, she had no real advantage.
Bibi Dong paused thoughtfully, her fingers tapping gently on her scepter. After a moment's consideration, she gave a subtle nod and instructed Chrysanthemum Douluo: "Yue Guan, bring Dai Yao and Feng Wutong here."
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