Douluo Jueshi: Who made him a soul mentor!

Chapter 18 Family Competition
Jing Hongchen looked at his granddaughter and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

What kind of magic potion did that brat named Wang Chen use on his darling granddaughter that made her still miss him after not seeing him for such a long time.

Jing Hongchen said calmly, "As long as the position of Crown Prince is not decided, you are not allowed to go looking for that brat from the Wang family."

After hearing this, Meng Hongchen said coquettishly, "Grandpa~"

Jing Hongchen calmly poured a cup of tea, took two sips, and ignored his granddaughter's coquettish behavior.

"Don't be so petty, but Grandpa can promise you that after the position of Crown Prince is decided, Grandpa will not care about what happens between you and Wang Chen. Now you are still young, the most important thing is to practice and lay a foundation. Okay, go practice now."

When Meng Hongchen heard his grandfather say that he didn't care what happened to him and his brother Wang Chen in the future, he immediately smiled.

I didn't realize the true meaning of what my grandfather said, 'after the position of crown prince is decided'.

With the Emperor's order, the atmosphere of the entire Ming capital changed.

However, the three princes continued to fight. The only difference was that instead of fighting on their own, the eldest and third princes now joined forces to deal with the second prince.

Although the second prince Xu Tianyu was the strongest, he still had a hard time facing the siege of the eldest prince Xu Tianran and the third prince Xu Tianshi.

Fortunately, the eldest prince and the third prince were not of the same mind and were on guard against each other. For a time, a stable situation of three powers was formed.

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When the three princes were fighting for the throne.

Wang Chen's life is very regular. He engraves the core array of the soul guide every morning and practices skill tempering in the afternoon.

At night, I cultivate my soul power and improve my cultivation. Every day is fully scheduled.

Just like that, time passed quickly and more than half a month had passed.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the Wang family competition.

After more than half a month of practice, Wang Chen's cultivation level has not broken through to level 30, but his proficiency in skill tempering has greatly improved.

When Wang Chen first used the secret technique of tempering the soul ring, he needed a certain amount of time to prepare before he could stimulate the energy in the soul ring, and then control the energy in the soul ring to enhance himself.

But now, Wang Chen has mastered this secret technique to perfection, and can use the ring quenching technique to strengthen himself with just a thought.

It can be said that there is absolutely no problem in using the Ring Tempering Technique in actual combat, and no enemy will ever find a flaw and interrupt the use of the technique.

On the day of the family competition, the weather was clear and sunny.

All the Wang family members who had no important matters to attend to rushed back to the clan territory, their faces filled with excitement and anticipation, eagerly hoping that their children would achieve good results in this competition.

To the south of the Wang family’s land is the martial arts training ground, where the family competition will be held today.

The ground of the martial arts arena is paved with hard fine steel, which has been polished and honed countless times and has a cold luster.

The surrounding stands were stepped and could accommodate hundreds of people. At this moment, all the seats were occupied by the masters and mistresses of the Wang family.

As for the young men who were participating in the clan competition, they were in the martial arts arena.

This clan competition will be fair, just and open.

Under the witness of many clan members, the strongest and most outstanding young member of the Wang family will be selected.

The first place winner would receive a significant portion of the Wang family's resources. He would be given priority access to any valuable items from the family, and they would be fully supported in reaching a higher realm. In the center of the martial arts arena, over a hundred Wang family members lined up in four rows. At the head of each row stood a middle-aged man of considerable strength.

Wang Chen stood in the middle of the first row, dressed in black, with a calm expression.

His goal this time is to be first!
And his only opponent is Wang Teng.

Thinking of this, Wang Chen looked at a young man who was 1.7 meters tall, with delicate features and a proud face.

At this time, Wang Teng crossed his arms, tilted his head back, raised his chin, and looked down at the young members of the Wang family around him with a condescending look, nodding or shaking his head as he looked at them.

When Wang Teng's scrutinizing gaze swept over Wang Chen.

Wang Teng's scrutinizing pride subsided.

Wang Teng has always valued his cousin Wang Chen because both he and Wang Chen are geniuses with ninth-level innate soul power.

Wang Teng knew very well that if he was not almost a year older than Wang Chen, he might not be Wang Chen's opponent.

But there are no ifs in the world. Due to the age difference, he is now a Soul Master, while Wang Chen is only a Great Soul Master.

The gap between the second ring and the third ring is huge, especially since his third soul ring absorbed a thousand-year soul ring.

The increase in attributes and physical fitness of a soul master brought about by a thousand-year soul ring far exceeds that brought about by a hundred-year soul ring.

Wang Teng was very confident that if he fought against Wang Chen, relying on his superior soul power and strong physique, coupled with the tremendous power of his thousand-year soul skills, defeating Wang Chen would be a piece of cake.

Wang Teng looked at Wang Chen and said with regret, "Brother Chen, it's a pity that you are almost a year younger than me. Otherwise, I might not be your opponent."

Although Wang Teng's words were filled with regret, he had already placed himself on the winning side and obviously believed that he had already won.

Wang Chen looked at Wang Teng's proud face and grinned.

He suddenly wanted to see what Wang Teng’s proud expression would look like after he lost to him.

Wang Teng looked at the smile on Wang Chen's face and suddenly felt that his face deserved a beating and he really wanted to hit him.

Wang Teng snorted coldly, "Brother Chen, I advise you to admit defeat later. I know your cultivation is almost reaching the Soul Master level.

But as long as you haven't become a Soul Master and absorbed your third soul ring, you will never be my opponent."

After saying this, Wang Teng turned his head proudly, raised his head, and looked as proud as a peacock.

Wang Chen looked at this funny scene and almost couldn't help laughing out loud, "Brother Wang Teng, don't be so confident, otherwise you will lose face if you lose."

Wang Teng moved his ears, snorted, and showed disdain on his face.

"Will I lose? I, Wang Teng, am a Soul Master. How could I lose to a group of great soul masters like you? If I really lose, I will find a piece of tofu and hit myself to death."

Wang Chen was about to say something, but a sudden silence echoed throughout the entire training ground.

The family competition was about to begin, and several middle-aged men at the front of the team began to announce the details of this family competition.

"The family competition consists of two rounds. The first round is the production of soul guides, and the second round is the competition using martial souls and soul guides."

(End of this chapter)