In contrast, Lan Muzi was already in his thirties and was in his prime; why hadn't the academy chosen him over Tang Wulin?

Even Lan Muzi himself was rather perplexed and a little hurt; it was simply an inevitable emotional response. He knew how much pressure the Sea God's Pavilion Master was subjected to, but as the oldest disciple of the inner court, it was impossible for him not to feel a little indignant, and he was also more than willing to shoulder this responsibility.

Hence, when Elder Long summoned everyone to spectate this battle, everyone had arrived on the scene without fail, including even the Holy Spirit Douluo. She had come to spectate the battle in case someone was injured. With her present, recovery was guaranteed unless someone were to die.

Elder Long's voice rang out across the entire drill ground. "On your marks. This is a battle with no rules, and the battle will end when one or both sides lose the ability to continue...