Do You Believe You Can't Beat Me?

Prince Xue Xing's face turned cold as he said in a deep voice:

"Your Highness, Su Chen injured Xue Beng, as well as the descendants of more than a dozen ducal and marquis families. He has no regard for rank or status and shows contempt for imperial authority."

"Even if you admire his talent, you cannot simply let him off like this, can you? Those dukes and marquises are all nobles of the Heaven Dou Empire. As the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, are you going to oppose the noble class for the sake of one Su Chen?"

"I will report this matter truthfully to Emperor Xue Ye."

The smile on Xue Qinghe's face remained unchanged, and his tone was calm.

"Prince Xue Xing, I act according to only one principle: fairness. Su Chen was bullied, and his counterattack was justified."

"And as long as he is on the side of justice, then as the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, I should stand up for him."

"I believe Father will understand."

If he did not understand, then she would make him stab himself eight times and die!

Prince Xue Xing secretly rejoiced. In the past, his eldest nephew had always handled matters flawlessly.

Yet this time, for the sake of one Su Chen, he had actually offended the noble class of the Heaven Dou Empire all at once.

Xue Beng's beating had been worth it. He could try to gradually win over those dukes and marquises, forming a powerful anti-Xue Qinghe alliance.

Xue Xing glared at Su Chen. He looked fierce, but inwardly he was overjoyed.

Stir things up, stir them up. If Xue Qinghe insisted on protecting Su Chen and making enemies of the noble class, then he and Xue Beng could not be blamed for making him suffer a crushing defeat.

"Take Xue Beng with us. We're leaving."

The Royal Knights on either side lifted Xue Beng and followed Prince Xue Xing out of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy's meeting room.

After the eyesores had left!

Meng Shenji clasped his hands in a worried salute. "Your Highness has a keen eye for talent. Su Chen is exceptionally gifted. His first and second Soul Rings are a Hundred-Year Soul Ring and a Millennium Soul Ring respectively. His future achievements will be limitless!"

"But his strength is still ultimately too weak. Your Highness should not have fallen out with Prince Xue Xing so completely, much less offended the noble class of the Heaven Dou Empire over this."

"If they join forces, they will certainly slander Your Highness before His Majesty."

Xue Qinghe waved a hand, clearly unconcerned.

In the past, she had believed in proceeding step by step and had been willing to play along with the powerful figures of the Heaven Dou Empire.

But things were different now.

Compared with the throne of the Heaven Dou Empire, Su Chen mattered more to her. She had brought Su Chen back herself, and no one was allowed to bully him right under her nose.

Whenever she saw Su Chen being wronged, it felt as though something had exploded inside her.

If Xue Ye truly developed an issue with her, then she would transfer eight hundred elite Soul Masters from Spirit Hall, storm the imperial palace through Xuanwu Gate, and then hold Xue Beng's head in her hand to force Xue Ye to hand over the throne.

Su Chen's reflection was mirrored in Xue Qinghe's eyes. Her voice was gentle, and her smile warm.

"Student Su Chen, this matter ends here. If anyone bullies you at the academy in the future, you may come to me. I will uphold justice for you."

The corners of Su Chen's lips rose slightly, revealing a restrained yet very polite smile.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for standing up for me. The moment I see Your Highness, I feel close to you. Your Highness's aura is just like my sister's—it makes people feel at ease."

"In Heaven Dou City, besides my sister, Your Highness is the only one I can trust."

Xue Qinghe smiled until her eyes narrowed into crescents.

"I am honored, Student Su Chen."

"If you do not mind, then stop calling me Your Highness from now on. Call me Brother Qinghe."

Su Chen was secretly amused. He had no idea how long Qian Renxue intended to keep up this role-playing.

Since she was not taking the initiative to expose herself, he would just pretend not to know.

After quite a while, Su Chen finally pursed his lips and said:

"Brother Qinghe."

Xue Qinghe responded, clearly delighted.

She turned to look at the three education committee members.

"Three committee members, do not let Xiao Chen remain in Tianwei Class any longer. I am worried that Xue Beng will bring people to trouble Xiao Chen again."

"Although Xiao Chen's Soul Power is two levels lower, his strength is absolutely not lacking among Soul Grandmasters. Promote him to Tianzhi Class."

"Keep him far away from those wastrel sons like Xue Beng from now on."

By the rules, Su Chen, with only level 23 Soul Power, could not enter Tianzhi Class. That class required Soul Power between levels 25 and 30.

But Xue Qinghe herself was, in a sense, the rule.

As the chief education committee member, Meng Shenji could only nod in agreement.

"I understand, Your Highness."

Xue Qinghe gave Su Chen a few more reminders, telling him that whether he had business or not, he could visit the Crown Prince's Residence.

Only then did she leave Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Su Chen had set a record for the fastest promotion from Tianwei Class to Tianzhi Class in Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

When he arrived at his new class, the students whispered among themselves upon seeing him.

What had happened in Tianwei Class that morning had already spread throughout the entire academy.

He had caused such a huge commotion the moment he enrolled. Su Chen was now something of a celebrity.

Under the homeroom teacher's introduction, Su Chen looked somewhat surprised at those few "acquaintances."

Yu Tianheng!

Dugu Yan!

Shi Mo!

Shi Mo!

Osler!

Yu Feng!

Ye Lingling!

This Imperial Fighting Team from the original story was also studying in Tianzhi Class at this time.

Su Chen's gaze swept over them. They were all around fourteen or fifteen years old, yet at that age, they still had not reached level 30 Soul Power.

What a bunch of trash!

Judging by the original plot, five years later, when they reached around twenty years old, their Soul Power would only rise above level 35 across the board.

The greatest talent paired with the best training, yet they still could not compare to Shrek's bunch of whoremongers. They were utterly useless.

Take Dai Mubai, that lecherous tiger with evil eyes. At fifteen, he already had level 37 Soul Power. That guy did not devote himself to cultivation every day either. Every few days, he would rent a room in Suotuo City, and Rose Hotel even had a private room reserved exclusively for him.

He could be called a "slut-slaying thousand-man conqueror."

Yu Tianheng, the most gifted and strongest one here, was simply incomparable to Dai Mubai at the same age.

Without realizing it, contempt appeared in Su Chen's eyes.

Yu Tianheng was extremely perceptive and noticed Su Chen's disdain. Rage flared within him.

To everyone's surprise, he stood up. He had short, messy black hair, wore a fitted blue outfit, and had a tall, upright build, topped with the stiff, zombie-like face inherited by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

"Su Chen, are you very proud of yourself?!"

"What does defeating trash like Xue Beng amount to? I could beat him with one hand and one foot."

"His Highness really must have nothing better to do, promoting a Soul Master like you, who does not even have level 25 Soul Power, from Tianwei Class to Tianzhi Class as a special exception."

Su Chen looked at Yu Tianheng, the contempt in his eyes completely undisguised. At fourteen or fifteen years old, he did not even have level 30 Soul Power. Faced with trash like this, Su Chen could not even be bothered to pretend.

He spoke lightly, as if stating a fact.

"You can't beat me. Do you believe that?"

The veins on Yu Tianheng's forehead bulged. With a bang, he smashed the table to pieces, his eyes as vicious as a beast ready to devour its prey.

"What did you say? Do you dare fight me?"