With a Joker Bomb in Your Hand, How Was Anyone Else Supposed to Play?

Xu Sanshi looked over and saw Jiang Nannan lying on a soft bed, letting Xiang Bei handle her jade legs.

Xiang Bei bent over, panting as he rubbed Jiang Nannan's legs back and forth. Xu Sanshi even saw some white paste.

"Bastard!!!"

Xu Sanshi's fury flared in an instant, tangible flames burning in his eyes. Under that extreme rage, his Martial Soul nearly began to evolve.

In his heart, Jiang Nannan was already his wife. Although a great deal of ugliness had happened back then, he had always loved her, but now this fellow,

Actually... actually...

In an instant, he felt as though his head had turned a lush green.

"I want you dead! I want you dead!!"

Xu Sanshi lunged forward, imposing Soul Rings rising one after another. At the top was none other than a dark Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

Before he could advance, the feeling of being locked onto stopped Xu Sanshi in his tracks.

Clack, clack!

Metal clasps clicked together, and an illusory blue figure appeared as dozens of Soul Cannons all pointed at Xu Sanshi.

"Xu Sanshi, what are you doing?" Jiang Nannan stretched lazily, speaking in a languid, satisfied tone.

"Whew, Xiao Bei, that fascia knife Soul Tool you made feels wonderful. I feel like all the fatigue in my legs has been swept away."

Xiang Bei wiped away his sweat and suppressed his surging blood and Qi. "It's a new technique I developed. It can relieve physical fatigue, but it has to be used with a special ointment, or it'll damage the muscles."

"You! Yes, you! I challenge you."

Once Xu Sanshi understood what was going on, he felt humiliated and simply issued a challenge.

In his view, as a member of the Shrek Seven Devils, he was surely no weaker than Xiang Bei. Only this way could he recover his dignity.

"Of course, but since it's a challenge, there should be something at stake, shouldn't there?" Xiang Bei looked at Xu Sanshi with a smile that revealed the dagger at the end of the scroll.

"You... what do you want?"

"Eligibility to enter the inner court. I hear Shrek Academy only recruits monsters, so as long as I prove I'm a monster, I can enter the inner court, right?" he asked in return.

"Of course, but I'll have to ask a teacher."

Xu Sanshi gritted his teeth as he spoke. He certainly had no authority to decide inner court eligibility on his own.

At the training ground.

Xiang Bei stood on one side, with the Sun Moon Empire's exchange students and teachers behind him. On the other side were the students of Shrek Academy, including Xu Sanshi, Bei Bei and Wang Donger.

Fan Yu stood high in the air, looking at a Level 8 Soul Engineer beside him who was leading the Sun Moon Empire's group,

"Only one day into the exchange, and a student from your academy is already challenging ours..." the Soul Engineer said.

"We were indeed in the wrong here." A trace of embarrassment flashed through Fan Yu's eyes, and he cursed Xu Sanshi roundly in his heart.

If he won, that was only to be expected. If he lost, he would disgrace the academy: a member of the current Shrek Seven Devils couldn't beat a Sun Moon Empire genius.

"Regardless of who wins, I'll compensate your student afterward."

"That's more like it."

The match began.

Xiang Bei and Xu Sanshi entered the arena. There weren't many students watching, a little over a hundred, and every one of them was an elite.

Xu Sanshi revealed his Xuanming Turtle Martial Soul and his cultivation as a Five-Ring Soul King. His murderous presence was particularly striking.

As expected of the continent's number one academy, Xiang Bei thought. He and Xu Sanshi were about the same age, but he had only reached Soul King cultivation by piling on acquired resources, leaving his Soul Power unstable.

His opponent's Soul Power was solid and his presence formidable. One look was enough to tell he was an expert who had seen blood.

"Where's your Martial Soul?"

Xu Sanshi spoke in displeasure. He was giving it his all, yet his opponent looked down on him like this.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. My Soul Master cultivation isn't worth showing off, so I won't disgrace Mingde Hall with it."

Xiang Bei smiled as he spoke.

Wang Dong's slender brows furrowed slightly. She sensed a deadly threat from Xiang Bei, which surprised her somewhat.

After all, she had methods given to her by her father and several uncles from the Clear Sky Sect. Even an ordinary Titled Douluo couldn't do anything to her.

Xu Sanshi didn't underestimate his opponent and attacked first.

Snap!

Xiang Bei snapped his fingers. "Xiao Yu, Soul Tool Force Field."

"Understood, Master."

A translucent shield enveloped Xiang Bei, keeping Xu Sanshi's attack out.

A level 6 Soul Tool, the Shield of Protection.

Fan Yu was somewhat surprised. "He's a Level 6 Soul Engineer at his age?"

A Level 6 Soul Engineer was equivalent to a Soul Emperor in Soul Master cultivation. This young man's Soul Master cultivation was weak, but his Soul Engineer cultivation was astonishing.

Hearing this, Meng Hongchen muttered, "This is nothing. Brother Bei hasn't shown his real strength yet."

A series of clanks rang out. Under Xiao Yu's control, dozens of Soul Tool Turrets extended from the void, and she locked onto Xu Sanshi from afar.

Supported by computing power beyond its era, Xiao Yu could keep him locked on no matter how Xu Sanshi moved.

But that still wasn't enough to make Xu Sanshi admit defeat, until...

Xiang Bei pulled hundreds of Level 8 Fixed Soul Cannon Shells out of the Storage Soul Tool he carried!

"Well? Still want to fight?"

"We surrender! We surrender, but I hope you'll give us an explanation."

Before Xu Sanshi could speak, Fan Yu called out urgently.

In the distance, Bei Bei, Wang Dong and the others were so frightened that they stumbled back several steps. They sensed a powerful threat of death from Xiang Bei.

Xu Sanshi dropped to his knees in terror, retching.

If hundreds of Level 8 Fixed Soul Cannon Shells detonated at once, they would be enough to blast all of Shrek City to pieces. Probably only those at the Super Douluo level or above could survive.

"Now... can I enter the inner court?" Xiang Bei asked as though no one else were present.

Fan Yu gave him a long look. He simply couldn't accept that Xiang Bei, a teenager, could create Level 8 Fixed Soul Cannon Shells on his own, let alone carry such a terrifying number of them.

If Jing Hongchen's grandson and granddaughter hadn't been there, he would almost have thought this was a Sun Moon Empire conspiracy.

Douluo Continent.

[Level 8 Fixed Soul Cannon Shell: one shell is equivalent to a full-strength strike from a level 95 Super Douluo. Its destructive range is immense, and it can easily injure an ordinary Titled Douluo. It is expensive to produce and normally requires a level 8 turret to fire,

After Xiang Bei's improvements, it can be fired under intelligent AI control, and its production cost has been greatly reduced.]

Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong gazed fervently at the sky screen. "A genius! An unparalleled genius!"

She thought of the long, narrow metal creations the sky screen had shown at the beginning, and her heart shook.

"So those inconspicuous things were made to create weapons of such deadly power."

Before long,

Chrysanthemum Douluo sent word. "Your Holiness, we have reached Gengxin City. The local branch hall has already surrounded the Blacksmith Association. We originally intended to bring them back,

but Lou Gao said that forging Soul Tools requires a great deal of metal, and Gengxin City's mineral resources are indispensable. Please make the decision, Your Holiness."

Thud!

Bibi Dong struck her scepter against the floor and spoke calmly. "Tell Chrysanthemum Douluo he may remain in Gengxin City, but I want to see results within a week."

"Yes, Your Holiness."

A black-robed agility-type Soul Master turned into black smoke and departed.

Outside Spirit Hall.

Four worshippers assembled a group of several hundred Soul Masters and set out in secret for Shrek Academy.