Right at this moment, a large and firm hand caught him, and En Ci looked up to see a pair of determined eyes.

"Teacher."

A forlorn smile appeared on En Ci's face as he patted Long Yue's hand. "I've been in an elevated spot for too long; I've become bound by my own reputation. Losing this battle is indeed quite a heavy blow to me, but I also feel like a load has been lifted from my shoulders. I lost this match; there are no excuses to be made. The future belongs to young people like you. Make sure to pursue him as closely as you can; he's going to be the target that you chase after for the rest of your life."

After his voice trailed off, En Ci's footsteps became solid and determined again as he departed.

No matter what, he was still a Limit Douluo and the pillar of the Star Luo Empire.

Long Yue looked on as En Ci departed, then turned toward the radiant young man standing at the center of the competition platform as he took a deep breath. He still had to...