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

The air was almost frozen.

Countless people stared in terror at the scene before them.

Anyone with a bit of sense knew—this was about to turn into a huge disaster!

They had thought the friction between the Sun-Moon Empire and the Star Luo Empire was just political tension. But they had never imagined it could escalate to this level.

Shrek Academy

Ma Xiaotao stared blankly at the sky.

Seven titled Douluo from the Star Luo Empire had emerged together, their terrifying aura sweeping across the entire battlefield.

How dare he?

He had tried to assassinate the Emperor of Star Luo—on Star Luo's own territory.

Does he have a death wish?

Yet even in the face of these seven mighty figures, that lone silhouette still stood tall.

This scene made her heart tremble.

Even she, with all her pride, would likely have bowed her head under such pressure.

But Xu Cheng?

It was as if he were completely unfazed, standing there calmly in the center of the battlefield, unmoved even in the face of the overwhelming might of the Titled Douluo.

They all acknowledged that Xu Cheng was peerless among his generation, an absolute champion without rival.

But against an opponent with such a crushing advantage in power, where did he find his confidence?

Ma Xiaotao was not the only one questioning this.

This was also the doubt that plagued Xu Cheng's adversary—Emperor Xu Jiawei.

Standing amidst the protection of the seven Titled Douluo, Xu Jiawei looked down at Xu Cheng and asked, "Did you intend to kill Us?"

Xu Cheng grinned. "I wouldn't go that far. But if the opportunity presents itself, why not?"

The crowd erupted in shock.

Xu Cheng's words left them utterly shaken.

"Why do you wish to kill Us?" Xu Jiawei asked indifferently.

"Xu Jiawei, drop the royal airs. You and I are both of imperial blood. Acting all high and mighty in front of me is just laughable. As for my reasons… Don't play the innocent. You provoked this first."

Xu Cheng smirked.

"You knew from the start," Xu Jiawei murmured, narrowing his eyes. "But what I'm more curious about is… why haven't you run?"

He raised a hand, stopping the furious Cheng Gang from attacking.

Now that the situation had unfolded like this, there was no point in hiding anything.

He might as well admit it outright—yes, he had planned to capture Xu Cheng.

The other two empires would surely approve.

In fact, even if Star Luo took the blame for the move, they might still offer their support, or at least cover up the truth.

Yet Xu Cheng merely chuckled.

"Flee? Do you think your mere Star Luo Empire is enough to make me flee? If I were in Shrek City, perhaps I'd take more precautions."

"Such arrogance!"

Wang Xian'er, Vice Hall Master of the Star Luo Worship Hall, bellowed in fury.

His words had ripped open an old wound, exposing a truth the Star Luo Empire had long concealed.

The common people, deceived by royal propaganda, still believed Star Luo was not inferior to Shrek.

After all, Shrek was merely an academy.

But…

"You aren't afraid of death?" Xu Jiawei frowned.

"I told you—your Star Luo Empire isn't worthy of taking my life."

Under the crushing pressure of seven Titled Douluo, Xu Cheng remained utterly composed.

The contrast was striking.

In the spectator stands, many students were already buckling under the weight of the immense soul power.

Some had collapsed onto the ground.

Even their instructors could only barely resist.

Yet this lone figure stood tall, like an unshakable mountain.

No one present would ever forget this sight.

The Imperial Ao Battle Team

Captain Jiang Peng remained silent.

Before today, he had firmly believed that Xu Cheng was the strongest of his generation—unrivaled, leagues ahead of everyone else.

But the gap between a prodigy and a true powerhouse was vast.

Like a dragon gate that only time itself could bridge.

To challenge true power at such a young age?

He simply couldn't imagine doing it.

Neither his confidence nor his strength was enough to support such a bold move.

So what, exactly, was Xu Cheng's trump card?

"You're Crazy!"

On the other side of the battlefield, Princess Xu Jiuling's eyes widened in alarm.

"You're insane! My brother will kill you!"

"Beg for mercy! Even if you lose your freedom, at least your life will be spared. I can even try to marry you…"

Xu Cheng raised an eyebrow. "If I'm imprisoned, how are you going to marry me?"

Xu Jiuling covered her face in frustration.

Is this really the time to be nitpicking?

Still, she patiently explained, "Even if you're confined, your talent is undeniable. You hold a crucial position in the balance of power between empires. And… you have other uses."

"Such as…?"

Xu Cheng tilted his head.

It was obvious.

They wanted to use him as breeding stock.

In Douluo Continent, martial soul inheritance was based on bloodline.

With his incredibly rare and powerful martial souls, any offspring he sired would likely be prodigies.

And if he had children with a member of the Star Luo royal family?

Those children would be raised by the empire, molded into its loyal subjects.

After a few decades, they would become elite warriors devoted to Star Luo—perhaps more than one.

"Xu Jiawei really does plan far ahead." Xu Cheng smirked.

The battlefield fell silent.

It was clear—Xu Jiawei was waiting for his surrender.

After all, Star Luo had a saying:

A wise man adapts to the times.

If Xu Jiawei grew a little mustache, he might even look the part.

Xu Cheng turned to Xu Jiuling.

"Thanks…"

His performance in the tournament had undoubtedly won him admiration.

Young girls at this age often idolized heroes.

Unlike in his previous world, where "love at first sight" was a joke, here, in this world of martial souls and battles, it was a reality.

So he was willing to believe Xu Jiuling was sincere.

But…

Who said he had no trump card?

Besides, compared to the elegant princess, he preferred a fallen one.

"Xu Jiawei, You Want to Know My Trump Card?"

Xu Cheng lifted his gaze to the emperor, surrounded by his Titled Douluo guards.

"Then allow me to show you…"

At his words, the expressions of everyone present shifted.

For days, people had speculated about what Xu Cheng's "trump card" might be.

Now, they would finally know.

The seven Titled Douluo activated their soul rings in unison, forming an impenetrable barrier around Xu Jiawei.

Countless eyes locked onto Xu Cheng, awaiting his next move.

Even the members of the Sun-Moon Battle Team.

Even Elder Ma.

They were all curious…

Under the weight of their gazes, Xu Cheng casually snapped his fingers.

For a brief moment, the air itself seemed to freeze.

The world fell into utter silence.

But nothing happened.

Just as confusion spread among the crowd—

Wang Xian'er suddenly pointed to the sky, shouting, "What is that?!"

Everyone followed her gaze.

Above the Star Luo capital, a massive steel construct slowly emerged, hovering in the sky.

A deep hum echoed as it loomed over the city.

Xu Jiawei's face instantly darkened.

Because he knew—

Inside that floating steel fortress were dozens of ninth-tier fixed soul-guided cannons.

And he understood exactly what that meant.

If those cannons fired…

The entire Star Luo capital would be obliterated.

Even the surrounding towns would be caught in the devastation.

After this battle…

The Douluo Continent would have no Star Luo Empire.

Xu Cheng grinned.

"Xu Jiawei—this is the truth of my Sun-Moon Empire."