Douluo Continent II: You're an evil spirit master, but also a philanthropist?

"Wang Shaojie! You don't want to stay in first grade anymore!"

Meng Hongchen's beautiful eyes widened.

Poisonous mist rippled in his palm, as if it were about to strike the man's face at any moment.

Instantly, Wang Shaojie's eyes narrowed.

His body honestly leaned back.

He couldn't afford to offend this little witch. Not to mention her strength, there were very few people in the entire new level who could beat her, and her background was incredibly powerful.

As the granddaughter of the head of Mingde Hall, her status meant that even his master, the Fourth Prince, had to treat her with utmost respect and dared not offend her...

"Dream……"

Xu Cheng gently grasped Meng Hongchen's raised wrist, his crimson eyes glancing indifferently at Wang Shaojie.

The voice floated on the air.

"It's just a dog."

"you!!!"

Wang Shaojie gritted his teeth, his eyes practically spitting fire.

As the saying goes, the truth is the sharpest knife, and clearly, this knife pierced Wang Shaojie's heart and stirred it violently.

Especially Xu Cheng's calm expression.

Silence is the greatest contempt.

In other words, the other side didn't treat him like a human being at all!

"Well……"

Xu Cheng looked at the girl who suddenly lowered her head, her face flushed like a steampunk princess.

Suddenly I realized.

Release that snow-white wrist.

"Xu Cheng! You son of a bitch..."

Laughing at the world's troubles, he said angrily.

I was giving a long-winded explanation of the state of the academy, and you not only ignored me, but you also had time to flirt with my sister?!

And that idiot from Class Two named Wang Shaojie.

He wished he could pull out his soul-guided cannon and blast him to death!

"roll!"

Laughing at the world, he exuded an air of domineering arrogance.

"Humph!"

Wang Shaojie didn't dare utter a single harsh word, he just snorted and slunk away.

As for Xu Cheng, he and his master are mortal enemies, so it's natural to provoke him, but these two... it's best to avoid provoking them.

"Alright, now come up on stage and draw lots! We'll decide who gets assessed!"

Lin Jiayi was hosting on stage, his voice resounding throughout the entire venue.

first round.

It's an individual competition.

Unlike Shrek Academy, where students are divided into groups of three, the Royal Academy of the Sun Moon Empire scattered all the teachers and students—a total of one thousand—and then pitted them against each other individually.

Because of the soul tool, everyone is placed on an equal footing.

Apart from some "Martial Soul System" students.

Most of the other contestants relied on their own self-made soul tools for fighting, making far less use of their martial souls.

Therefore, there is no Shrek Academy that categorizes martial souls into attack, support, defense, etc., and then each performs its own function so that it can exert its greatest strength in the team.

Besides, even if we lose.

The Sun Moon Empire is not like Shrek Academy, which directly expels students from the academy.

There are other evaluation methods that don't arbitrarily exclude geniuses...

Chapter 21 *Suckling sounds* My name is Wang Shaojie!

The Fourth Prince.

Born to an imperial concubine, he had many supporters throughout the court, nobles, and even the troops stationed around the capital of Ming due to the considerable power of his maternal family.

They all have rather ambiguous relationships with it.

Not long ago, the Crown Prince was assassinated. Although he survived, his legs were crippled, and he will be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life, unable to stand up again.

This emboldened the fourth prince, making him even more arrogant, and attracting more and more people to surrender.

Wang Shaojie is one of them.

But in truth, he wasn't even worthy of being called the Fourth Prince Xu Chang's dog. Ultimately, it was his cousin Xu Mochen who deserved the title...

Xu Mochen's father was a prince who controlled the imperial clan, so he held great power and was aligned with the fourth prince.

Only then can they be considered true direct descendants of the royal family.

Also in the original novel, he clashed with Huo Gua in the laboratory, and with the help of his cousin, tied him to a pillar to settle a personal score, only to be dealt with by Jing Hongchen who arrived in time...

As for a dog, why would it dare to be so arrogant towards me?

Xu Mochen was in charge of the Royal Inspectorate, which was mainly responsible for supervising members of the royal family and various events that occurred within the capital city.

He was considered a member of the royal family, yet also a prince on the fringes.

Only a powerful figure like Jing Hongchen would know that he had become a Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Cult. The number of people in the entire Ming Capital who knew about his actions and deeds was no more than a handful.

Therefore, in their eyes, they might be the easiest to manipulate...

"I'm number seven, are you dreaming about me?"

"Number 127, so slow."

The two lively kids beside me were chattering away about the lottery results.

"Hey, Acheng, what's your number?" Xiao Hongchen said with a grin, putting his arm around Acheng's shoulder. "Let's not run into each other at the beginning, it'd be so boring if it's the finals right from the start..."

Xu Cheng unfolded the crumpled paper.

17 number.

"Number 17? Who's your opponent?"

Xiao Hongchen leaned closer, asking curiously.

"It looks like... Wang Shaojie?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Meng Hongchen's beautiful eyes. What a coincidence?

Before Xu Cheng could react.

"Uh-huh!"

From the opposite side came an extremely arrogant voice.

Xu Cheng raised his head.

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

"My name is Wang Shaojie. Remember that, okay? Don't get so badly beaten in the assessment that you don't even know my name."

"You're a..."

He laughed at the world's humiliation, laughing in his extreme anger.

Before Xu Cheng could react.

With a slump on his shoulder, a level 3 fixed-mount soul-guided cannon appeared on it.

"Buzz!"

Along with the dark cannon barrel, annihilated black matter was gathering, and a ripple spread around it, as if it was about to unleash terrifying destructive power.

Wang Shaojie's henchmen were pale and trembling.

They were all students using soul tools. In the first lesson, the teacher had explained the power of fixed-position soul tools, which far exceeded that of ordinary ranged weapons. A single shot from a level three fixed-position soul tool would probably be too much for even a Soul Grandmaster to handle head-on, let alone them who were only Great Soul Masters...

With one shot, there's a high probability that nothing will remain but bones.

"run!"

After letting out a cry of surprise, he turned and ran away.

They were practically risking their lives, and one of them even unleashed his martial spirit, sprouting wings from his back and taking flight into the sky.

The surrounding students also showed expressions of fear.

Only Wang Shaojie remained "calmly" standing in the same spot.