Peerless: The Evil Soul Master's Guide to Saving the World

"..."

The firelight reflected in the eyes of all the spectators, and the shocking scene silenced everyone instantly as they watched in horror.

Hundreds of level-nine soul-guided cannons floated in the air.

To achieve this level would be considered by most Soul Masters to be no different from a god.

And in reality, it's pretty much the same.

The first level 10 Soul Master on the mainland, and a top-tier existence among Limit Douluo.

"Brother killed them all?" Meng Hongchen asked in surprise.

"No."

Xu Cheng shook his head.

"Killing someone here would be beneath me. Ah Xiao doesn't have much deep hatred for Shrek Academy."

It might be in the original work.

But with him around in this life, the Sun Moon Empire has always suppressed Shrek Academy to the point of being unable to raise its head. As for his defeated opponents, Xiao Hongchen has no desire to kill them, only a thirst for showing off.

As expected, it dissipated with the smoke and dust.

Bei Bei and the others lay scattered on the field, unconscious and pale. Clearly, the match was over. But what was even more astonishing was that, despite such a powerful offensive, Xiao Hongchen had managed to control the damage to the very last second, injuring rather than killing...

"Beibei!!!"

Xuanzi roared angrily.

Jump onto the field.

They hurriedly began to check on Beibei's physical condition, and Xianlin'er followed closely behind, surrounding Elder Xuan. For a moment, they didn't have time to pay attention to the other students, after all, Beibei was the future of Shrek Academy.

It was also the last gift that Elder Mu left to the academy.

Before we arrived, the esteemed elders repeatedly emphasized that nothing should go wrong...

Only after grasping his wrist did Xuanzi's expression soften somewhat.

"It's nothing, just that my soul power was depleted and my body was too weak, which caused me to faint."

"That's good."

Xianlin'er also breathed a sigh of relief.

Coming to his senses, he hurriedly checked on the physical condition of the other trainees and directed the Shrek Academy members to take them away.

……

Watching the Shrek Academy students retreat in a disheveled state.

And Xiao Hongchen, who stood proudly in the arena.

Long Aotian remained silent for a long time.

"Aotian, is there still hope for a Soul Master?" Vina looked at her lover beside her with a shocked and troubled expression.

"I'm afraid it's very difficult..."

Mu Xue sighed softly.

Everyone knows that Shrek Academy's purpose this time is to come with great force, sending out the strongest team in history, including Bei Bei, in order to suppress the Sun Moon Empire, reveal their "backing" to the outside world, and at the same time put pressure on the Sun Moon Empire.

But no one expected the ending to be so miserable and tragic.

"That Xiao Hongchen has never shown his true colors, but the strength he has revealed now... is probably infinitely close to, or has already reached, that level."

"Sister, you mean..."

"That's right, Limit Douluo!"

……

"As expected of life metal, it's really strong."

Ji Juechen sighed.

"The distance between me and him has grown at some point, and now I can hardly even see his back."

"I seem to see living soul-guided mechs with their own independent consciousness."

"Hehe, keep it low-key, keep it low-key..."

Xiao Hongchen flashed into the chair, propped his head up, and said in a deliberately composed manner.

Everyone: "..."

"Then what happens next..."

Xu Cheng looked at the Haotian Sect opposite him.

Only Tang San is left.

The final battle is also a battle of destiny.

……

"Wow~"

Dark clouds gathered, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and soon a light drizzle began to fall from the sky.

Today is the final.

The energy shield only covered the arena, so the spectators in the stands were left completely exposed and soaked by the rain. But even as the rain intensified, no one was willing to leave. They all stood firmly in their seats, which cost one gold soul coin, and refused to move an inch.

The final battle between the Sun Moon Empire and Shrek Academy.

It symbolizes the victory or defeat of the two major powers on the continent today, and will also affect the continent's landscape for the next ten, even hundred or thousand years.

"Raincoats for sale..."

Children carrying raincoats and umbrellas were seen moving among the seats, selling them.

"Who do you think will win?"

A tall, handsome man spoke, his gaze falling on the boy hawking rain gear as his figure gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor. His voice was somewhat deep.

"The Lord of Destruction is so confident in his successor, it's most likely Xu Cheng."

“But the opponent he will face is that person’s divine consciousness. As long as it carries a trace of divine essence, its strength is enough to reach the demigod realm. It’s hard to say…” Another tall woman shook her head and said.

The two were in the crowd, yet they were like ghosts; no one noticed them, and people unconsciously walked around them.

"Want to bet?"

Flame grinned.

“I won’t gamble. I can’t see through that kid…” Ji Dong’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"When did you become so timid?" Flame raised an eyebrow.

"Provocation won't work on me." Ji Dong chuckled. "He has too many secrets, so many that even if I were to descend in my true form, I wouldn't be able to see through them all."

As he spoke, his eyes grew even more fervent.

"I hope we can have a go at each other after he enters the God Realm. I can't beat the current Lord of Destruction, but I can still give him a try." "..." Blazing Flame smiled without saying a word.

……

"The Grand Finals!"

"Sun Moon Empire Royal Academy versus Haotian Sect!"

As the rain washed over the earth, Jing Hongchen appeared directly above the arena. His voice was powerful and resonant, instantly spreading throughout the entire arena and causing ripples to spread in the puddles formed by the rain.

"The format for the final match will be determined by drawing lots, with each side sending a representative to the stage!"

"Shall I go?"

Xiao Hongchen looked at the core of the team.

"I'll go."

Xu Cheng shook his head.

In a flash, he appeared in the center of the arena.

The rain was blocked by the energy shield, making the arena quite dry, unlike the outside world.

Tang San also appeared at the same time.

"Can you give it up?"

Xu Cheng turned his head slightly and glanced at the place where Tang San should have been empty, but now an arm had "appeared out of thin air".

He smiled.

"Xu Cheng, I should have killed you long ago. Even if Destruction had stopped me, even if I had violated the rules of the God Realm, if I had acted in time when I first discovered you, none of this mess would have happened now," Tang San said with a complicated expression.

"But it's alright, I'll use this match to defeat you fair and square, in front of everyone, and kill you..."

"If you're scared, then leave as soon as possible." Tang San's lips curled up, a mocking expression flashing across his face.

"..."

"A reverse psychology tactic? That's a bit too low-level." Xu Cheng smiled helplessly.

In this match, the person on the other side is probably the one most afraid of not being able to play.

Poor provocation.

However... he accepted it.

"Are demigods very strong?" Xu Cheng asked thoughtfully.

"Ok?"

Tang San's eyes narrowed suddenly as he looked at Xu Cheng in surprise. Seeing the latter's gentle smile, he frowned—why would he suddenly mention demigods? Could it be that he guessed that Tang San's strength had reached the level of a demigod?

"Kill him without hesitation." Xu Cheng raised the corners of his mouth and gave Tang San a bright smile.

Do not know why.

It was broad daylight.

Tang San suddenly felt a chill seep into his back and shivered slightly.

Even gods cannot act arbitrarily.

He drew upon his own divine power to create a demigod in the mortal realm, while also having to circumvent the laws of the divine realm. He knew very well the price his original self had paid.

"What a sharp-tongued kid," Tang San sneered.

“Start drawing lots!”

Jing Hongchen threw out three white balls.

Xu Cheng and Tang San both raised their hands. No one saw how the white ball arrived in their hands, but when they opened their palms, each of them had a white ball in their hands. After a long while, only one of the three white balls that had been thrown landed on the ground, bounced, fell, and slowly jumped into Jing Hongchen's hand.

"Team battle," Tang San said calmly.

"Individual elimination rounds," Xu Cheng said.

"Let me reiterate the game rules: best of three. The finals and semifinals, but the other eight quarterfinals are different. Even if you win the team match, you still need to eliminate all of the opposing team's players in the individual elimination rounds to win..."

Jing Hongchen repeated it once.

……

"It's alright, we still have a trump card..."

Inside a hotel in Mingdu.

Xianlin took a deep breath.

"That person informed us that he secretly accelerated the Abyss Plane, and those guys will arrive in about a month at the latest. At that time, we will take advantage of the fact that the competition has just ended and use the excuse of purchasing soul tools in the Sun Moon Empire to stay in Mingdu temporarily, and cooperate with Elder Long and the others to defeat them in one fell swoop!"

“That’s right!” Xuanzi gritted his teeth.

He never imagined that he would lose the match so badly. He had secretly rejoiced that Xiao Hongchen was safe after taking the stage.

Reality, however, gave them a harsh slap in the face.

Looking at the weak Beibei on the bed, he sighed softly: "Let's send Beibei back first. What if the Sun Moon Empire realizes something is wrong and tries to drag us down with them even if it means their own death? Wouldn't that be a huge loss?"

"Elder Xuan, I'm not going back!" Bei Bei shouted through gritted teeth, forcing herself to stay upright.

"I want to see Xu Sanshi with my own eyes, look him in the eye, and ask him why!"

"Sigh, fine, fine, whatever you say." Xuanzi shook his head helplessly, exchanged a glance with Xianlin'er, and turned to leave the room.

"Elder Xuan, when are we going back?"

In the hall.

Cao Jinxuan said listlessly.

“Don’t leave yet. The academy is negotiating a cooperation with the Sun Moon Empire to purchase soul tools. If you want to leave, you can go ahead.” Xuanzi took a swig of wine and waved his hand casually.

"Then forget it..." Cao Jinxuan shrank his neck.

The journey back to Shrek Academy from Mingdu is not short.

They had to pass through a province of the Sun and Moon Empire, the Star Luo territory that had already submitted to the Sun and Moon Empire, and a part of the Star Dou Great Forest.

He's just a Soul King, and a support-type one at that. Without a master to lead him, if he encounters a slightly stronger evil Soul Master, he's doomed.

Xianlin'er also seemed to be in a hurry. After leaving Beibei's room, she left in a rush without saying goodbye.

Everyone watched the two team leaders leave, and then fell silent.

This isn't exactly the heart of Mingdu, and there doesn't seem to be much to see around here.

"How about we go back to the arena?" Zhou Sichen suddenly suggested.

“Great! The academy is still negotiating the cooperation, and it looks like it won’t be finished for another week or two. Today is the final, the last day of the competition!” Cao Jinxuan quickly agreed.

At the urging of the two, the group headed towards the arena again.

...(End of chapter)