Douluo Dalu 2: I got Kidnapped into Holy Spirit Cult

Among the hundred or so participants, a young man and a young woman stood at the forefront, their presence dazzling. Within a two-meter radius around them, no one else dared to stand too close.

The young man was dressed in a flowing white robe, his figure tall and upright. His silver-white hair cascaded freely, and his face was strikingly handsome. What was even more astonishing was that he possessed heterochromatic eyes—one green and one blue. His expression carried an air of arrogance, as if he disdained everything around him.

The young woman beside him wore a pristine white combat uniform. Her bright blue eyes were as pure as the morning dew, and her waist-length hair was a rare shade of deep wine-red, resembling a fine vintage wine shimmering with a faint luster.

These two were none other than the siblings Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen.

Many among the hundred participants looked at them with admiration and envy.

Soul Masters had always revered the strong. The fact that Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen had already reached the rank of Soul King at such a young age was enough to earn the respect and jealousy of their peers.

Meanwhile, Jiang Jue stood slightly to the left at the front of the crowd, his eyes closed. His exquisite features, combined with a faint yet enigmatic aura, made his presence no less striking than Xiao Hongchen's. Dressed in pure white, he exuded the aura of a spirited young hero.

"Hey! Meng, what are you looking at?"

Xiao Hongchen, standing proudly with his head held high, was ready to showcase his prowess in the battle royale when he suddenly noticed his sister staring intently at another young man.

Following her gaze, he narrowed his eyes.

"This guy… His looks are only slightly inferior to mine."

Then, glancing at Meng Hongchen, he noticed that her bright blue eyes were glistening with a peculiar light.

A bad premonition arose in his heart.

He waved his hand in front of Meng Hongchen's eyes, only for her to swat it away.

"Brother, stop it!"

Meng Hongchen's heart raced as she gazed at Jiang Jue's elegant and handsome face. The budding emotions of a young girl stirred within her.

"Meng, stop staring. The battle royale is about to begin."

Xiao Hongchen, feeling somewhat annoyed, turned to glare at Jiang Jue in frustration.

Just then, Jiang Jue opened his eyes and met Xiao Hongchen's gaze. A subtle smile curled his lips before he turned away and strode forward confidently.

It was time for the battle to begin.

Once all the participants had entered the arena, a milky-white protective barrier rose around the circular stands, shielding the audience of students and teachers.

After all, this was a chaotic battle, and no one wanted to see a stray fixed soul-guided artillery shell accidentally hitting the spectators.

"Hey! Juzi, look, that's Jiang Jue!"

Ke Ke's excited voice rang out.

The trio from the Third Research Laboratory hadn't missed this battle. Though they weren't participating, they had taken their seats in the stands.

As Ke Ke put it, even if they weren't fighting, they still had to enjoy the spectacle.

Juzi sat beside her, already prepared with some snacks, munching away as she looked toward the arena.

At the sight of Jiang Jue, she was momentarily stunned.

"Do you think Jiang Jue can last until the end?"

Ke Ke asked curiously.

"Jiang Jue is probably just participating to gain some combat experience."

Zimu chimed in, though his tone suggested he didn't believe Jiang Jue would survive to the end.

After all, Jiang Jue was only a Soul Elder, while most of the participants were Soul Ancestors. Moreover, there were the Soul Kings, Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen.

Juzi remained silent, but a flicker of intrigue flashed in her eyes.

"Alright, everyone, quiet down."

Lin Jiayi's authoritative voice rang out through a soul-guided amplifier, silencing the previously boisterous crowd.

Satisfied, he turned toward the central seat on the main podium, where Jing Hongchen sat. After receiving a slight nod of approval, he continued in a loud, clear voice.

"I hereby announce the official commencement of the 361st Battle Royale of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy!"

As soon as Lin Jiayi's words fell, the participants in the arena summoned their martial souls, their soul rings lighting up.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple—the radiance of soul rings shone across the battlefield, with the occasional white ring appearing among them.

"Go! Take out the Hongchen siblings first!"

Someone shouted, and the crowd surged forward, brandishing their soul tools as they charged at Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen.

They weren't fools; they knew that taking down the strongest competitors first was the best strategy.

"Hahaha! Come at me! I fear nothing!"

Xiao Hongchen let out a bold laugh, his body flashing with golden light.

A third leg emerged from his lower body, completely golden in color. Simultaneously, a brilliant golden glow enveloped him entirely.

With his third leg firmly planted, Xiao Hongchen crouched slightly, his five soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and one black—shimmering in the air.

Golden protrusions bulged from his back, pushing against his clothing, radiating a warm golden light.

Activating both his first and third soul skills simultaneously, he waved his hands, sending out over a hundred metallic spheres into the air.

"Metal Control!"

"Golden Formation!"

The floating metallic spheres transformed, each extending into a massive cannon barrel.

With a smirk, Xiao Hongchen unleashed his soul power, emanating a golden shockwave.

"Prepare for a barrage of firepower!"

As his voice boomed, a torrential rain of golden cannon shells blasted toward the oncoming crowd.

"Oh no! Run!"

But it was too late. The shells arrived in the blink of an eye.

BOOM!

Deafening explosions erupted, flames bursting forth in all directions, sending shockwaves across the battlefield.

"We're doomed!"

The participants screamed as they were lifted into the air—not by the blasts, but by Lin Jiayi, who had intervened to remove them from the battlefield.

Being carried away meant elimination.

Lin Jiayi only stepped in when a competitor was at risk of serious injury, as this was merely a competition, not a fight to the death.

Xiao Hongchen's overwhelming firepower instantly eliminated over a dozen participants.

Meanwhile, Jiang Jue furrowed his brows, swiftly maneuvering two nearby Soul Masters in front of him as cover.

At the same time, his left hand summoned the Soul Refining Banner, and one yellow and two purple soul rings rose around him.

"Huh?"

On the main podium, Jing Hongchen let out a surprised murmur.

The moment Jiang Jue's Soul Refining Banner appeared, he sensed an aura of light emanating from it.

Despite the ominous blood-red patterns adorning the banner, the presence of light was unmistakable—pure and nearly as potent as Ultimate Light.

This… this isn't right.

Was the Holy Spirit Church really using a Light-attribute Soul Master as their Holy Son?

The idea seemed absurd.

Jing Hongchen was baffled, doubts swirling in his mind.

Meanwhile, down in the arena, Jiang Jue had already made his move.

(End of Chapter)