Judgement Douluo Can Do It, So Can I!

There was little point in betting on this Soul Battle.

Anyone even slightly familiar with the two princes would not have held much hope for its outcome.

The reason was simple: the gap in strength was far too great.

Of course, there would still be those willing to take a desperate gamble.

With such high odds, even knowing the chances were minuscule, gamblers still placed their bets on Dai Mubai.

On the Soul Battle stage, Dai Weisi stood with his arms crossed, his chin slightly raised and a faint curl on his lips, his expression carrying a trace of disdain. "My dear little brother, it seems gaining your Second Soul Ring has made you quite confident in yourself."

Across from him, Dai Mubai's young face was full of the brashness of someone who had yet to endure a truly crushing beating. "Dai Weisi, you're only a few years older than me. I, Dai Mubai, am not afraid of you!"

Dai Mubai was in high spirits.

Having obtained his Second Soul Ring not long ago had greatly boosted his confidence.

At the same time, a thought could not help but arise in his heart:

Could I fight Big Brother now?

That was why he had arranged this Soul Battle.

Dai Weisi readily accepted his challenge.

However, he had thought far more deeply about it than Dai Mubai had.

They could clearly have sparred in private, yet Dai Weisi had chosen the Great Soul Arena as the venue.

That was because he knew that the Great Soul Arena in Star Luo City would surely be watched by the eyes of Star Luo's great nobles.

He wanted to ruthlessly crush Dai Mubai before those eyes and make it clear to them where they should stand from now on!

Competition for the Star Luo Royal Family's throne depended on one's own strength and the support behind them.

Dai Weisi intended to utterly crush his younger brother in both respects!

Dai Mubai was only excited about challenging Dai Weisi after obtaining his Second Soul Ring. He had no idea what Dai Weisi was planning.

Watching the high-spirited Dai Mubai in the arena, Pei An inexplicably laughed.

So this prince, who would later abandon his fiancée and flee abroad with his tail between his legs to chase women, had once possessed such a smug side.

"Dai Mubai, nine years old, Level 21 Aggressive Attack Type Battle Soul Master!"

Dai Mubai announced it proudly, lifting his head high as though a spotlight were shining down on him.

"Teacher, why is he so confident? Why is he emphasizing his age too?" Ning Rongrong tilted her head, her face full of confusion.

Was Level 21 at nine years old really that impressive?

To be fair, it was indeed quite good. In the outside world, he would already be considered one of the finest young geniuses.

But Ning Rongrong's starting point was simply too high. She did not find it particularly remarkable and instead could not understand Dai Mubai's pride.

After all, both she and her Sister Xue'er had obtained their Second Soul Rings at six years old.

Even Dugu Yan, who was slightly behind them, had broken through Level 20 before the age of nine because Pei An had given her Immortal Herbs.

Pei An looked at the sharp and dazzling boy in the arena and shook his head slightly.

Dai Mubai had decent talent, but his temperament was too poor.

What was too rigid was easily broken; he could not withstand setbacks.

If he had been changed from a young age like Ning Rongrong, it would not have been much of a problem.

But at nine, much of one's character had already taken shape. There was room for change, but not much, and it would be troublesome.

Pei An had neither the inclination nor the energy for that, so he had no intention of recruiting him.

If he truly had the time, there would be no need to recruit Dai Mubai at all. He could put his efforts entirely into Shui Binger instead.

That girl had better talent than Dai Mubai and a better temperament as well.

Moreover, she seemed to have a rather favorable impression of him. No matter how he looked at it, she was the more suitable person to recruit.

Dai Mubai was not Pei An, and he apparently did not understand the principle of keeping a low profile and biding one's time.

The moment he gained Two Rings, he eagerly challenged Dai Weisi, not realizing he was simply asking for trouble.

The better he performed, the more severely Dai Weisi would suppress him.

If the Star Luo Royal Family had not forbidden them from killing each other before the age of twenty-five, Dai Mubai likely would not even have escaped Star Luo Empire. He would have died at Dai Weisi's hands long ago.

On the stage, Dai Weisi looked at Dai Mubai, surrounded by two yellow Soul Rings, and a vicious gleam flashed through his eyes.

He had to admit that his younger brother's talent was indeed quite good. If they were the same age, he might truly not have been his match.

Then...

He could be even less softhearted!

Killing intent surged within him, yet Dai Weisi still wore that hypocritical smile. "My dear little brother, today, let your Older Brother tell you something."

"Sometimes, the gap is not so easily made up!"

His muscles swelled, his hands transformed into sharp claws, and three Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, purple—slowly rose around Dai Weisi.

"Today, Older Brother will teach you the difference between a Soul Grandmaster and a Soul Elder!"

Facing Dai Weisi's surging aura, Dai Mubai had actually begun to lose his nerve.

Things seemed somewhat different from what he had imagined at the start.

But with the arrow already on the string, he had no choice but to release it.

Dai Mubai summoned his martial soul as well, two yellow Soul Rings circling his body.

"When Judgement Douluo of Spirit Hall could kill Ghost Leopard Douluo, a nine-ring Title Douluo, with the cultivation of an eight-ring Soul Douluo, then I can fight Three Rings with Two Rings!"

Dai Mubai shouted, seemingly speaking to Dai Weisi, yet also seemingly speaking to himself.

Those bold words piqued the interest of many who had held no expectations for this Soul Battle.

Could this prince also fight above his level as Judgement Douluo of Spirit Hall had?

Though they did not believe this prince could compare to Judgement Douluo.

Still, Judgement Douluo had killed a Title Douluo while at the Soul Douluo level. The gap there was far greater than that between a Soul Grandmaster and a Soul Elder.

And this was not about killing, merely defeating his opponent. There should be some possibility, right?

The gamblers who had taken a risk by placing their bets on Dai Mubai became even more fervent at that thought.

They did not know that Judgement Douluo was here at this very moment.

"Teacher, he's talking about you!" Ning Rongrong laughed merrily.

These days, anyone dared to compare themselves to her most beloved teacher.

The corner of Pei An's mouth twitched slightly. He had not expected that he himself had given Dai Mubai the courage to challenge Dai Weisi.

This...

He did not know whether to call Dai Mubai ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth or commendably courageous.

He had possessed confidence when he fought Ghost Leopard Douluo.

A powerful martial soul, Divine Inheritance, a Soul Ring configuration far beyond all common sense...

It was precisely because of those things that Pei An could kill enemies above his level.

Did Dai Mubai really think fighting above one's level was that easy?

Look at Dai Mubai and Dai Weisi instead.

They had the same martial soul, nearly identical Soul Rings, and no special opportunities. Dai Weisi might even have had greater combat experience due to his age.

Pei An could not think of any reason Dai Mubai believed he could fight above his level.

He could only attribute it to hot-blooded impulsiveness, though perhaps he had encountered some other opportunity.

After all, Pei An had already caused quite a few butterfly effects. He could not be certain that everything would still unfold as it had in the Original Work.

However, the facts proved that his butterfly effect was not that powerful. At the very least, it had not manifested in Dai Mubai yet.

From the moment the two began exchanging blows, the outcome had already been decided.

Dai Weisi, at the Soul Elder level, nearly spent the entire battle pressing down on Dai Mubai, a Soul Grandmaster, and beating him mercilessly.

The gap of more than ten levels of Soul Power and one thousand-year Soul Ring stood between them like an impassable chasm.

Watching the one-sided battle in the arena, the spectators who had taken an interest, thinking something unexpected might happen, all curled their lips in boredom.

That was it? They had thought this prince could really fight above his level.

The gamblers who had taken a risk and placed their bets on Dai Mubai had turned pale, their eyes splitting with fury. They wished they could switch places with him and fight Dai Weisi themselves.

Dai Mubai, the protagonist of it all, was equally bewildered.

This isn't right!

This isn't what I imagined!

Only now did Dai Mubai realize just how unbelievable Judgement Douluo's feat of killing a Title Douluo as a Soul Douluo truly was.