Douluo: Summoning System for Peerless Hegemony
Chapter 39

The Evil Lord Soul Mech Master Regiment Changes Hands

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He planned to purge these people's close associates before taking over the Evil Lord Soul Mech Master Regiment.

For Xu Xiao, far away in Mingdu, that night passed in the blink of an eye.

But for the soul masters of the Evil Lord Soul Mech Master Regiment, this night was destined to become a nightmare they would carry for the rest of their lives.

Many soul masters, upon waking, were terrified by their teammates beside them, dead with their eyes still open. To these soul masters, tonight was hell for traitors—and a new life for them.

The next morning

Xiang Yu stood in the air, beneath him a group of dispirited Soul Engineers.

"Imperial Decree: The former commander of the Evil Lord Soul Mech Master Regiment attempted to overthrow the Empire's rule with a group of traitors. His crime was unforgivable, and he has now been executed. Those of you fortunate enough to survive must take this as a warning."

"By Imperial Decree!"

Two hundred Soul Engineers simultaneously dropped to one knee. Once they knew they would not die, a new light rekindled in their eyes.

"From this moment onward, I am the new commander of the Evil Lord Soul Mech Master Regiment. The former ranks of the Evil Monarch Spirit Craftsman Corps are abolished. From lowest to highest, they shall now be: Squad Leaders, who must be Soul Tool Masters of Level 5 or above and command ten men; Centurions, who must be Soul Tool Masters of Level 6 or above and command one hundred men."

Some of the higher-ranked Soul Tool Masters quietly breathed a sigh of relief. The regiment had been restructured, but as long as they still held official positions, it was enough.

A Level 5 Soul Tool Master tremblingly asked, "General, we now have more than twenty Soul Tool Masters of Level 5 and above remaining. Should we recruit new soldiers?"

Seeing that they wanted to know more, Xiang Yu explained, "In my camp, the strong rise and the weak fall. A Soul Tool Master Regiment of two hundred men may have only twenty Squad Leaders and two Centurions! As for who takes those positions, fight for them. The two strongest will become Centurions, while the remaining top twenty will become Squad Leaders!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Level 5 Soul Tool Masters who had hoped to become officers easily all pulled long faces. None of them dared to voice any complaints.

During last night's purge, those who could not control their mouths had also been sent away by Xiang Yu.

After waiting for a while

When he saw that no one dared oppose his decision or offer some clever suggestion, Xiang Yu continued, "This selection will take the form of arena matches. Each person gets only one chance to challenge an arena and one chance to defend one. Whoever remains standing at the end on these twenty-two arenas will be the winner."

Then a great number of enormous boulders flew from the distant mountains and descended upon the camp. Under an invisible tremendous force, they were continuously kneaded and compressed until they became standard duel arenas.

The Soul Engineers were all awed by Xiang Yu's formidable strength. Without another word, they each chose an arena and leaped onto it.

Some Level 5 Soul Tool Masters, stirred into a fervor by Xiang Yu's words, even jumped onto the Centurion arenas. Naturally, the moment one of them set foot on it, he was blasted away by the arena's invisible force field!

Xiang Yu sneered in the air. Did they really think that just because he was not a Soul Tool Master, he could not judge their levels?

Before Xiang Yu left, Xu Xiao had given him a device capable of determining another person's Soul Tool Master level. Elder Zu had made it while bored, and it unexpectedly came in handy now.

Not long after

The arena battles came to an end. Xiang Yu told everyone to go rest, while he himself entered Wang Yiheng's former tent.

He had just sat down when a guard came to report, "General, the commander of the Fire Phoenix Spirit Craftsman Regiment has arrived. Shall I let her in?"

Carefully raising his head, the guard saw Xiang Yu seated at the newly arranged position, staring at the sand table without moving.

The guard did not dare disturb him and could only crouch on the ground, awaiting orders.

A short while later

"Let her in."

The guard secretly sighed in relief. He had just left the tent and had not even had time to speak when Luan Feng, who had already grown impatient from waiting, flung him aside.

She swaggered inside.

"Mad Bull Douluo, it's been a while. You've gotten even more full of yourself than I have, huh? You dare make me wait outside? Looks like I didn't beat you hard enough last time!"

Her voice reached Xiang Yu's ears before she did.

Luan Feng had been about to settle the score with the man who dared put on airs before her, only to find that another imposing-looking man sat in the seat that had originally belonged to Mad Bull Douluo.

"Who are you? Where's Mad Bull?"

Luan Feng's beautiful brows furrowed slightly. She swore that since joining the military, she had met countless imperial officials, yet the man sitting in Mad Bull's seat was completely unfamiliar to her.

That was highly unreasonable!

"He disobeyed orders, so he died."

"Whose orders?!" Luan Feng prepared to fight at any moment as she probed.

"Imperial Decree: Fire Phoenix Douluo shall continue guarding the border."

Luan Feng had just opened her mouth to speak when the Soul Power Xiang Yu deliberately released from his body intimidated her!

"A Level 97 Super Douluo?!!"

Her pupils constricted. Luan Feng knew only that Kong Deming was the Sun Moon Empire's strongest. Though his Soul Power was only at Level 94, he stood infinitely close to the realm of a Level 10 Soul Engineer.

Yet the man before her possessed Soul Power as high as Level 97! When had the Empire gained someone this powerful?

"Fire Phoenix Douluo, receive the Imperial Decree!"

Xiang Yu did not indulge her. Seeing that she was still dazed, he cast a force field around her.

Luan Feng cried out, "What are you doing?!"

She desperately used her Soul Power to withstand the ever-increasing gravity around her.

"Fire Phoenix Douluo, receive the Imperial Decree!!" Xiang Yu remained expressionless.

"I accept! I accept! By Imperial Decree! You really are insane!" Luan Feng was nearly unable to hold on.

The gravity vanished, and Luan Feng felt as though her entire body had become several degrees lighter, experiencing an unprecedented ease.

She glared coldly at Xiang Yu. "I've never seen you before. What's your name?"

"Xiang Yu, the new commander of the Evil Lord Soul Mech Master Regiment. If there's nothing else, you may return."

Luan Feng was so enraged her eyes nearly rolled upward. They were going to be colleagues in the future—how could he be so utterly impersonal?

"Hmph!" Without another word, Luan Feng left in fury.

Mingdu, an extravagant residence

"Go away! Don't come any closer!" An ordinary woman clutched her skirt protectively and looked nervously at the approaching man.

"Heh heh. Anyone Ximen Qing wants is someone I'll get."

He tore open a corner of the woman's clothes. "Hahahaha!" Ximen Qing imagined that this woman was Snow Empress.

He had gone through great difficulty to find someone whose temperament was even the slightest bit similar to Snow Empress's!

"Y-you, don't come any closer! Even if I die, I won't let you have your way!"

The woman hurriedly picked up her torn clothing and clutched it against her chest, as though it could give her even a shred of security.

"Hahahahahaha! I'm a Level 6 Soul Tool Master and researcher of Mingde Hall! Go ask outside—who knows how many people want to become Ximen Qing's woman!"

Ximen Qing slowly approached. If he could not have Snow Empress, could he not even have a substitute like this?

"You beast, worse than an animal! I don't like you! If you keep this up, I'll scream!"

"Hahaha, scream all you want! Scream until your throat breaks, and no one will come save you!"

Ximen Qing arrogantly tore away another half of the woman's skirt, exposing her fair, slender legs to the air.

Ignoring the woman's pleas, he stripped off all his own clothing and walked toward her.

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