The youth's eyes were opened wide as he he stared at Jun Wu Xie who was slowly making her way forward to draw her lot. The expression on his face was one not of joy, but of such utter dismay that he almost wanted to cry!
[What kind of a joke was that! ?]
[Why must I be drawn to fight that demonic monster! ?]
When he thought back to the day of the banquet at the Crown Prince's Residence, where he and several other fellow disciples had smugly sauntered up to Jun Xie in the garden to pick a fight with him but ended up being frightened so badly they ran away with their tails between their legs, the images going through his mind were telling him that his fate with this year's Spirit Battle Tournament had as good as concluded right from this moment!
[That kid that is a green spirit for goodness sake! A GREEN spirit!]
[What can a puny little orange spirit like him do against that monster?]
