"Xie Yue, we love you! Xie Yue, you're the most handsome!"
In the audience, a group of girls held up a banner that read, "Down with Huo Yuhao, Xie Yue
is the strongest!" These girls were Xie Yue's most loyal fans and admirers.
The reason Xie Yue had so many fans throughout the academy, besides his powerful talent and strength, was also his good looks!
Just imagine, as Hu Liena's older brother, how could Xie Yue's looks be low?
At the very least, he's on par with Daniel Wu.
Handsome, talented, diligent in training, and powerful, Xie Yue was the ideal prince charming in the hearts of all the girls at the Spirit Hall Academy.
However, compared to Xie Yue's immense popularity among the girls, Yan was more popular with the boys in the Spirit Hall.
After all, Yan was righteous and generous, always ready to go to great lengths for his friends.
Aside from a slight tendency to be a bit of a sycophant, he was practically the perfect brother in the eyes of the boys!
Of course, a few boys with slightly questionable sexual orientations would occasionally cast flirtatious glances at Yan, but these minor details were never mentioned.
Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Xie Yue and Yan slowly walked onto the fighting stage.
Hearing the cheers of the surrounding fans, Xie Yue's lips curled into a slight smile, and he raised his right hand to enthusiastically greet his fans.
Twelve or thirteen years old is an age when boys are often vain; as the saying goes, life is essentially about realizing one's self-worth and gaining recognition from others.
At only thirteen years old, Xie Yue had already achieved these accomplishments, riding high on his success.
As a member of the Spirit Hall's golden generation, Xie Yue was confident he could defeat Huo Yuhao.
"Xie Yue, do you think that so-called Huo Yuhao is really that strong?
To be so highly regarded by His Holiness the Pope!"
Yan was unaware of Huo Yuhao's strength, not even knowing who Huo Yuhao was or what he looked like.
He had only heard Hu Liena mention him twice when they met occasionally.
After all, given Yan's current status, he wasn't qualified to have any contact with Huo Yuhao.
Xie Yue shook his head slightly:
"I don't know much about Huo Yuhao's situation.
I only know that my sister really likes Huo Yuhao, and he must be very good-looking.
After all, my sister is a complete looks-obsessed person."
"Hiss... Really?
Then I don't understand.
How handsome am I?
Why doesn't Nana like me?
Why does she like this so-called Huo Yuhao?
Could it be that Nana likes younger brothers?"
Hearing Yan's words, Xie Yue was shocked.
Dude, do you really not know what you look like?
Even I wouldn't dare to say I'm handsome so bluntly. You really dare!
Perhaps noticing Xie Yue's gaze, Yan instantly felt insulted:
"No, Xie Yue, what do you mean?
What's with that look?"
"Ahem, don't misunderstand, I just thought of something funny..."
Hearing Xie Yue's words, Yan scratched his head uncertainly:
"Is that so?"
"Of course!"
Xie Yue said righteously.
"What kind of relationship do we have?
We're best brothers! Sigh, Yan, you've really disappointed me.
How could you think of me like that?
Am I that kind of person?!"
Hearing Xie Yue's impassioned words, Yan lowered his head in shame.
"I'm sorry, Xie Yue, I shouldn't have done that.
You're right, we're best brothers! Sigh, I deserve to die, I even doubted you..."
Xie Yue: ...
Sure enough, his sister's dislike of Yan wasn't just because of his looks, this guy's intelligence was also questionable...
Xie Yue didn't want to talk to Yan anymore, afraid it would affect his own intelligence.
Just as Xie Yue was pondering, the entire Soul Arena erupted once again, and on an unprecedented scale!
"His Holiness the Pope! His Holiness the Pope has arrived!"
"His Holiness the Pope! Greetings, His Holiness the Pope!"
The audience members sitting in the stands stood up from their chairs, then knelt on one knee, looking towards Bibi Dong with devout expressions.
Seeing the audience's reaction, Xie Yue and Yan were startled and quickly turned around.
Sure enough, they saw Bibi Dong slowly walking into the room, accompanied by a child of about six or seven years old.
Without thinking twice, Xie Yue and Yan immediately turned around and knelt down on one knee.
"This little boy must be Huo Yuhao," Xie Yue thought to himself...
When Bibi Dong was fully under the spotlight, everyone in the room gasped!
She was simply too beautiful!
Even though everyone had heard that the current Pope was a stunningly beautiful woman, seeing her so closely still made everyone's hearts race.
The male students were utterly captivated, and even the female students were mesmerized by Bibi Dong's breathtaking beauty.
"Everyone, please rise,"
Bibi Dong said softly.
Only then did the students, teachers, and staff notice Huo Yuhao beside Bibi Dong.
"Wow, so cute..."
The short-haired girl who had previously vehemently admired Xie Yue felt her heart melt upon seeing Huo Yuhao.
How could a boy be so handsome? She felt an urge to stroke this little brother's hair.
The short-haired girl silently declared that from this day forward, she would leave Xie Yue's fandom and join the more authoritative Huo Yuhao's fandom.
Anyone who dared to speak ill of Yuhao would be her enemy.
Besides the short-haired girl, Xie Yue's other fans also switched sides, all looking at Huo Yuhao with astonishment.
"Wow, this, this is Huo Yuhao? No, he's a boy too, why does he have such an authoritative face?
Can humans really be this beautiful?"
A boy was instantly overwhelmed.
"Tch, what's the use of just being handsome?
This is a Soul Master Battle Tournament, not an aesthetics contest.
Strength is the most important thing.
Look at Huo Yuhao, so delicate and fragile, he's definitely not going to take a beating.
He'll probably get a lot of damage from Xie Yue and Yan."
A boy with an indescribable appearance next to him couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.
However, no sooner had the sarcastic boy finished speaking than he was knocked unconscious by a punch from the short-haired girl.
The short-haired girl then stood up and shouted, "Go Huo Yuhao! Huo Yuhao is the best!"
This sparked a huge reaction; following the short-haired girl's lead, all the girls in the audience cheered again, and their banners were all replaced with slogans like:
"Huo Yuhao is the best! Down with Yan! Huo Yuhao is the cutest!"...
Seeing his fans betray him, Xie Yue felt a surge of resentment.
"So what if you're good-looking?
After I defeat you, my fans will definitely come back.
I, Xie Yue, am the best!"
"Yuhao, it seems your charm is as great as ever."
Bibi Dong turned around and looked at Huo Yuhao.
Although Bibi Dong was smiling, Huo Yuhao could hear a hint of gritted teeth in her voice.
"Ahem, teacher, no, actually, actually..."
"Alright."
Bibi Dong rolled her eyes at Huo Yuhao, annoyed.
"Am I that petty?
I wouldn't be jealous of my fans.
Hurry up and get on stage, the competition is about to begin."
Huo Yuhao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left the place that had made him feel so uncomfortable.
Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he slowly walked onto the Soul Arena.