Douluo Dalu 2: You are an Evil Soul Master, but also a good person ?

The Fourth Prince.

Born to an imperial concubine, he has garnered significant support within the court due to his mother's influential family. Various nobles, major cities, and even the armies stationed around the capital have ambiguous relationships with him.

Especially recently, when the Crown Prince was assassinated. Although he didn't lose his life, his legs were crippled, leaving him confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life, unable to stand again.

This incident has made the Fourth Prince even more arrogant, and the number of people pledging allegiance to him has increased.

Wang Shaojie is one of them.

But honestly, he isn't even worthy of being called the Fourth Prince Xu Chang's dog. Tracing back, his cousin Xu Mochen is the one who truly deserves that title...

Xu Mochen's father is a prince in charge of the imperial clan, holding significant power and aligning himself with the Fourth Prince.

He is considered a true direct descendant of the royal family.

In the original story, he clashed with Huo Yuhao in the laboratory and, relying on his cousin, tied him to a punishment pillar, attempting to use public office for private revenge. However, he was later dealt with by Jing Hongchen, who arrived just in time...

As for why a mere dog dares to be so arrogant towards him.

Xu Mochen is responsible for the royal inspection team, mainly overseeing the royal family members and various incidents within the imperial city.

He is considered part of the royal family, albeit a marginal prince.

Becoming the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Church is known only to powerful figures like Jing Hongchen. His actions and deeds are known to fewer than a handful of people in the entire capital.

So in their eyes, he might be an easy target...

"I'm number seven, what about you?"

"Number one hundred twenty-seven, it's so slow."

The two lively characters beside him were chattering away about the draw results.

"Hey, A'Cheng, what's your number?" Xiao Hongchen asked, slinging an arm over his shoulder with a grin. "Don't tell me we're going to face each other right at the start. It would be so boring to have the finals right from the beginning..."

Xu Cheng unfolded the paper ball.

Number 17.

"Number seventeen? Who's your opponent?"

Xiao Hongchen leaned over, curious.

"It seems to be... Wang Shaojie?"

Meng Hongchen's beautiful eyes flashed with surprise. What a coincidence!

Before Xu Cheng could react.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

A voice filled with arrogance came from across the room.

Xu Cheng looked up.

Wang Shaojie was staring at him with a mocking expression, his face full of excitement.

"My name is Wang Shaojie, remember it well. Don't get beaten so badly in the arena that you can't even remember my name."

"Your mother..."

Xiao Hongchen was furious.

Before Xu Cheng could respond.

A heavy weight settled on his shoulder, and a level-three fixed soul cannon appeared.

"Hum!"

As the dark matter gathered at the black muzzle, ripples formed around it, as if it was about to unleash a terrifying destructive force.

Wang Shaojie's lackeys turned pale, their legs trembling.

As soul tool students, their first lesson had been about the power of fixed soul tools, far surpassing ordinary ranged weapons. A single shot from a level-three fixed soul cannon could probably take down a Soul Ancestor, let alone them, who were only Great Soul Masters...

If this shot landed, they would likely be blown to smithereens.

"Run!"

A cry of alarm, and they turned and fled.

They ran for their lives, one even summoning his martial soul, wings sprouting from his back as he flapped into the sky.

Even the surrounding students showed expressions of fear.

Only Wang Shaojie remained "calm" in place.

A few seconds later.

Nothing happened.

Xiao Hongchen smirked, storing the fixed soul cannon back into his storage device.

"Interesting, you weren't scared. I hope you'll be just as brave in the arena. Let's go, A'Cheng, no point wasting time with this kind of trash..."

Xu Cheng smiled helplessly.

They left together, preparing to enter the assessment arena.

The crowd dispersed, leaving only Wang Shaojie standing there in a daze.

"Big brother is so brave!"

"Unmoved even with Mount Tai collapsing before him!"

"Big brother, tough!"

The lackeys who had fled earlier returned, seeing Wang Shaojie still standing there, and poured out praises without hesitation.

Wang Shaojie felt bitter inside.

It wasn't that he didn't want to run, but his legs simply wouldn't obey!

When that thick black barrel pointed at him, a moment of panic, and then it felt like he had lost control of his body, his legs as heavy as lead, unable to move...

Fortunately, it was just a joke.

"No big deal..."

Wang Shaojie pretended to be nonchalant.

But the humiliation of nearly losing face because of Xiao Hongchen was all blamed on Xu Cheng.

Just wait until the assessment, I'll make you pay!!!

...

The center of the arena was divided into twenty sections by metal barriers.

This meant twenty matches would take place simultaneously, speeding up the assessment process. Otherwise, if done one by one, it might take half a year to finish...

This assessment would last a week.

Until the final rankings were determined, with the top three and the top twenty receiving rewards.

"Please, candidates numbered one to twenty, enter the arena!"

Lin Jiayi's voice rang out.

Xiao Hongchen and Xu Cheng went to their respective areas.

Xiao Hongchen's opponent was also a classmate from the new class.

Huang Hao, a level twenty-one food-type martial soul, slightly less talented compared to Xiao Hongchen and the other two, but still among the top in the entire grade.

Seeing Xiao Hongchen, Huang Hao smiled wryly.

A guaranteed loss.

He had been secretly praying not to encounter any of these three. Against anyone else, he still had a fighting chance.

But luck wasn't on his side...

He ended up facing the one he least wanted to meet.

"What do you say, want to consider surrendering?" Xiao Hongchen asked with a grin.

"Let's do it."

Huang Hao didn't waste words, pulling out two pieces of tender tofu from his hands, stuffing them into his mouth, chewing as his ranged soul tool appeared...

...

On the viewing platform.

At the highest point.

Jing Hongchen and Elder Cheng had appeared at some point, with the teaching director Lin Jiayi accompanying them. The surrounding judges and teachers sat nervously behind, not daring to make any unnecessary movements.

"Xiao has made significant progress these past few months."

Elder Cheng smiled as he watched the assessment below.

In fact, Xiao Hongchen wasn't the only one being watched.

Most of the people in the soul tool hall had come specifically to see Xiao Hongchen, a testament to his popularity.

And the results didn't disappoint.

Xiao Hongchen displayed a nearly overwhelming dominance.

Even Huang Hao, also from the new class and ranked in the top ten in talent across the entire grade, couldn't withstand more than two moves from him.

As a level three soul engineer, he not only accurately calculated the timing and distance of his opponent's attacks but also demonstrated a mastery of soul tools far beyond his peers, leaving even many fourth and fifth-year seniors in awe.

The outcome was inevitable.

Xiao Hongchen swiftly secured his victory.

While the adjacent areas were still fiercely contested, he had already taken a bow to the surrounding audience and walked down the steps with flair.

The undisputed top genius.

Instantly, the entire hall erupted in thunderous applause and cheers.

Coupled with Xiao Hongchen's handsome features, many girls cheered for him.

Everyone admires strength...

"Youthful vigor, hahaha, I was just as dashing in my youth."

Elder Cheng stroked his beard, smiling.

(End of Chapter)