This was a true 63rd-level Soul Emperor, and even more astonishing, one with the Golden Leaf, a super rare martial soul.
It was said that twenty thousand years ago, even the Spirit Ice Douluo Huo Yuhao once fought against a Soul Master who possessed the Golden Leaf martial soul.
"Gu You. Martial Soul: Purple-Gold Dragon Emperor. 68th-level Power Attack Soul Emperor."
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A brief silence.
Not even fifteen years old, yet already a Soul Emperor?
"He's a first-year student?"
"Sixty-eight levels?! Is that even humanly possible?!"
The reaction from the crowd wasn't stunned admiration—it was long-lasting doubt.
For a first-year student, having the cultivation of a Soul Ancestor would already be shocking. But a high-rank Soul Emperor? That defied logic.
Even Luo Guixing and the others were momentarily stunned—did he really possess Soul Emperor-level cultivation?
On the opposite side, Ye Shihong gave a cold smile. "Kid, be honest."
A team member behind him kept twitching at the mouth.
Anyone would doubt such a claim, but Gu You was the adopted son of that person. If it hadn't been for that person's intervention, Gu You's second soul skill would have already driven him insane long ago.
Just then, a group of teachers stepped out, walking on air.
Leading them was the breathtakingly beautiful Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li, walking beside her was none other than the Outer Court Dean, Silver Moon Douluo Cai Yue'er. If one observed carefully, it was clear that Cai Yue'er intentionally stayed half a step behind Ya Li.
Some unaware Outer Court students were astonished. Both were Titled Douluo, and Cai Yue'er held an extremely high status in the academy. Yet, she was showing deference. This meant that Holy Spirit Douluo held an even higher position than her.
As a healing and support specialist, her elevated status must carry some hidden weight.
Following these two members of the Sea God Pavilion was Elder Li, whom Gu You had encountered before. This alone made it clear—even if Elder Li wasn't in the Sea God Pavilion, he definitely held immense influence in the academy.
Behind these three came the sixth-year deans, first-year Class One homeroom teacher Shen Yi, and assistant teacher Wu Zhangkong, as well as a number of professional instructors who had come to observe the match.
But were these the only strong individuals present?
Gu You, with his immense spiritual power, didn't think so. He clearly sensed many strong soul power fluctuations around—none weaker than Soul Douluo.
The teachers sat on the main observation platform. Even the air where they had stepped remained rippling with soul power.
Just as they settled in, two more people entered through the arena entrance—arguing loudly as they walked.
"What are you doing here?" said the elder on the left with a face full of disdain toward the one on the right.
"I came to watch my disciple dominate the field. Gotta see if he's improved. What about you? Not hiding on Sea God Island anymore? What are you doing here? This is the Outer Court—you're in the wrong place."
"I'm here to see if my grand-disciple has improved. That little rascal Zhangkong taught him, after all."
"Pfft, just because your disciple taught someone, they suddenly become your grand-disciple?"
"Got a problem? Try having your disciple teach him then!"
"Bah!"
"Bah what? You think you're tough? What else can you do besides going crazy and cheating? I'm warning you, crazy old man, if you corrupt my grand-disciple, you're dead meat!"
"Dead meat? Come kill me then! Come on!"
"You think I won't? With your sloppy skills? Let's go to the arena right now—I'll beat you so hard you won't be able to take care of yourself!"
"Bullshit!"
These two bickering elders were none other than Blazing Dragon Douluo Feng Wuyu and Scarlet Dragon Douluo Zhuo Shi.
Even while arguing, their eyes were locked on Gu You.
Fortunately, they still had some sense and didn't barge in directly. Instead, they joined the viewing platform.
Upon seeing Dean Cai, they both nodded in greeting. But when their gazes landed on Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li, their eyes widened.
"Ya Li, why are you here today?" Zhuo Shi reacted first, teleporting next to her.
Ya Li glanced at him. "To observe the match, of course."
"Ya Li, long time no see." Feng Wuyu had also come up beside her, rubbing his hands nervously.
Gu You observed keenly—though these two geezers refused to admit defeat to each other, he couldn't hear what they were saying. If he could, he imagined it would be quite the show.
"Yue'er, how about we strike a deal?" Zhuo Shi asked Silver Moon Douluo casually.
Cai Yue'er rolled her eyes. "What are you two doing here? If you're going to watch, then keep quiet. Otherwise, leave."
Zhuo Shi said with righteous indignation, "As an elder of the Sea God Pavilion, it's perfectly reasonable for me to check in on the Outer Court. Unlike some people, who are just blacksmiths poking their noses in."
"What's wrong with blacksmiths? Without us, you'd have no battle armor. You think when you reach Rank 4 I'll let Zhenhua make your armor's back plate? I'll make sure your armor leaves your rear exposed!"
"Feng Wuyu, I've had enough of you. Don't push it in front of Ya Li! Or I swear I'll drag you into the arena right now!"
"Try me!"
"That's enough from both of you," Ya Li said, shaking her head.
Strangely, the two who had been yelling moments before instantly fell silent at her words. Though still visibly irritated, neither spoke further.
"You're late. Sit in the second row." Cai Yue'er instructed.
"Okay." Feng Wuyu stood and walked back.
"Fine, I'll sit behind you." Zhuo Shi blinked and instantly appeared directly behind Ya Li's position.
Feng Wuyu, slower by a step, immediately glared at him.
Zhuo Shi met the glare head-on, and the two started pushing each other again.
"If you can't behave, then leave," Ya Li said with a frown.
"You be quiet!" Zhuo Shi immediately snapped at Feng Wuyu.
Just then, Ya Li turned her head toward them. Under her intense gaze, the two old dragons finally quieted down and sat properly.
Ya Li shook her head in exasperation and turned back toward the arena. These two old mad dragons were known for randomly going berserk.
Cai Yue'er signaled to the referee.
The referee nodded and announced, "As of match time, Gu You's soul power is confirmed to be at level sixty-eight."
The referee provided a definitive answer to everyone present.
At that moment, all previous doubts vanished—only thunderous cheers remained.
"Oh my god! We're witnessing history! A thirteen- or fourteen-year-old with Soul Emperor cultivation!"
"Impossible. Absolutely impossible. This has to be..."
(End of Chapter)