Douluo Dalu 2: The True God King

"Ji Juechen is a solitary person. In his eyes, there's only the sword. Even in Illustrious Virtue Hall, he has almost no friends. Everyone calls him a 'sword fanatic.'"

On the road, Meng Hongchen leaned into Su Yu's arms and explained softly. She thought Su Yu and Wang Dong'er didn't know much about Ji Juechen, so she took the initiative to introduce him.

"Sword fanatic?"

"That name fits him well. I think so too. This guy seems to see nothing but his sword. What a boring person," Wang Dong'er said, curling her lips.

With just one glance, Wang Dong'er could tell that Ji Juechen was not someone she could get along with.

As Meng Hongchen had said, Ji Juechen was utterly consumed by his obsession with swordsmanship, his heart and mind focused solely on the blade.

Generally speaking, people like that are quite dull.

Wang Dong'e could sense a clear difference between Ji Juechen and Su Yu.

Su Yu might appear cold on the outside, but within his heart, there was room for many things. Ji Juechen, on the other hand, was cold through and through. That kind of aura wasn't something anyone could fake.

"There's a fine line between genius and madness. He's a genius—a pure swordsman. His obsession and passion for the sword will make him a true powerhouse."

Su Yu did not hold back his praise.

Ji Juechen had left a deep impression on him.

Although Su Yu hadn't used his full strength earlier, his attack was serious. That punch was infused with the intent of his Frost Destruction Fist, combined with his battle spirit.

While he hadn't utilized the full techniques of the Frost Destruction Fist, the strike was no easy feat to endure. The mental pressure it exerted far exceeded its physical power.

Although Ji Juechen had been defeated, his will remained unbroken—a quality Su Yu greatly admired.

Moreover, the fact that Ji Juechen managed to leave even a tiny scratch on Su Yu proved his exceptional strength.

Su Yu wasn't being arrogant—he simply had the strength to back it up.

In his view, while Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen's strengths might rival Ji Juechen's, they were far behind in terms of comprehension.

Comprehension was crucial.

After reaching the rank of Super Douluo, one's understanding of their martial soul and level of insight became decisive factors.

Even among Super Douluos of the same rank, strength could vary greatly due to differences in comprehension.

Take Mu Wu and Xuan Zi, for example. Both were rank 98 Super Douluos, but Mu Wu could easily defeat or even kill Xuan Zi.

Why? Because Mu Wu's comprehension was already nearing the level of an Ultimate Douluo, whereas Xuan Zi was just an ordinary rank 98.

Oh, wait. Xuan Zi had now fallen to rank 94.

Never mind, then.

He wasn't even qualified to be used as a benchmark anymore.

"Is that guy really that strong?"

Wang Dong'er asked, surprised. He hadn't expected Su Yu to hold Ji Juechen in such high regard.

"You're still young; you don't understand," Su Yu replied, glancing at Wang Dong'er and shaking his head.

"Who are you calling young? I'm not young at all!"

Wang Dong'er retorted, placing her hands on her hips and glaring fiercely at Su Yu.

Su Yu gave Wang Dong'er a sidelong glance but didn't argue further.

Wang Dong'er, frustrated, glared back at Su Yu, occasionally sneaking glances at Meng Hongchen. When her gaze accidentally drifted toward Meng Hongchen's chest, her lips immediately pursed in a pout.

"Su Yu isn't wrong. Ji Juechen is no ordinary person. His innate soul power was only level three, yet at 22 years old, his cultivation is already nearing that of a Soul Emperor," Meng Hongchen said softly.

"Although his personality is eccentric and he's obsessed with the sword, he's the top student of the Real Combat Soul Tool Department at Illustrious Virtue Hall. Even my grandfather holds him in high regard, granting him the privilege to challenge any student once a month."

"That guy is in the Real Combat Soul Tool Department? And he's the top student?"

Wang Dong'er exclaimed in surprise. She was in the same department!

It seemed Ji Juechen did have some skill. No wonder Su Yu had given him a chance—he must have seen something special in him.

As they chatted, the three quickly arrived outside Illustrious Virtue Hall.

"Meng, can you walk?"

Su Yu looked at Meng Hongchen.

"I've recovered a bit of soul power. I can go in on my own."

Meng Hongchen smiled sweetly.

"Be careful, then."

Su Yu let go of Meng Hongchen.

Meng Hongchen landed on her feet, standing firmly. Her ice-blue eyes brimmed with deep affection as she gazed at Su Yu.

"Do your best this afternoon. I'll be watching," she said softly.

"Resting well is what's important. It's just a match; it doesn't matter if you watch or not," Su Yu replied.

Meng Hongchen, however, shook her head firmly and said with quiet conviction, "I must watch."

Though her voice was soft, there was an unmistakable determination in it.

Su Yu smiled at her words.

"Alright then, just remember to rest well."

"Mm."

"Let's go."

Su Yu waved his hand, took Wang Dong'er's arm, and turned to leave.

Meng Hongchen watched Su Yu until his figure disappeared before slowly entering Illustrious Virtue Hall.

...

Third Year, Building One, Dormitory 308

"Su Yu, you scoundrel, prepare to die!"

As soon as they returned to the dormitory, Wang Dong'er pounced on Su Yu, baring her teeth and claws.

Caught off guard, Su Yu stumbled back a few steps. Wang Dong'er's extraordinarily long legs wrapped tightly around Su Yu's waist. Her hands grabbed Su Yu's shoulders, and like a little dog, she opened her mouth and bit Su Yu's neck.

Su Yu, unprepared, was taken by surprise. However, he quickly reacted, grabbing Wang Dong'er's chin with one hand and holding her waist with the other.

With a swift kick, Su Yu closed the dormitory door, spun around, and pinned Wang Dong'er onto the bed.

Before Wang Dong'er could react, Su Yu had already locked her hands together, holding her in place. From ambush to counterattack, it all happened in an instant.

"You scoundrel, Su Yu, let me go!"

Wang Dong'er struggled hard, still a bit confused. Wasn't she the one attacking? How did she end up being pinned down?

"Wang Dong, you've got guts, huh? You even dare to ambush me now."

Su Yu teased, smiling.

Wang Dong'er tilted her chin stubbornly and retorted indignantly, "You lied! You said you wouldn't fall in love before turning sixteen. You're a liar!"

"Do you like Sister Meng? I heard you call her Meng'er. I heard it loud and clear."

"Did I call her that?"

Su Yu was genuinely puzzled. Did he call her "Meng'er" instead of "Sister Meng"?

"You did! And you said it so affectionately. Do you like her?"

Wang Dong'er demanded.

Su Yu thought for a moment but had no recollection. Seeing Wang Dong'er's reaction, though, it seemed true.

But Su Yu wasn't one to be easily cornered. His eyes gleamed mischievously.

"Sister Meng is single, and I'm single. Sister Meng is gentle and lovely, and I'm quite handsome. If she likes me, why can't I like her?"

"You can't!"

Wang Dong'er protested vehemently.

"Why not?"

Su Yu teased with a grin.

"I... I just don't think you can," Wang Dong'er stammered.

"Aren't you being unreasonable? You don't even have a reason. Why are you opposing this?"

Su Yu tilted Wang Dong'er's chin playfully.

"You... you said you wouldn't fall in love before turning sixteen," Wang Dong'er said haltingly, her confidence wavering.

"But I want to start early. Can't I?"

Su Yu chuckled.

"No, absolutely not."

"And what about my sister?"

Wang Dong'er exclaimed suddenly, eyes shut tightly.

"Your sister?"

Su Yu was confused.

"I said I'd introduce my sister to you when you turn sixteen. You agreed! How can you fall for someone else before then?"

Wang Dong'er stared at Su Yu, feeling wronged, her expression a mix of accusation and disappointment.

To Wang Dong's surprise, Su Yu grinned and said, "That's no big deal. I'll just have both your sister and Sister Meng. I have a big heart; I can handle it."

Wang Dong: ??????

At first, Wang Dong'er was shocked. Then she was furious.

"I'll beat you to death, you cheating scumbag!"

Somehow summoning strength, Wang Dong'er broke free from Su Yu's hold and pinned him down.

"I'll show you for being greedy, for thinking you can handle both, for being a heartless jerk, and for being so young yet already so bad!"

Wang Dong'er ranted, clearly enraged.

The mere thought of Su Yu wanting both women shattered Wang Dong'er's worldview.

Wang Dong'er, at that moment, felt as if she had the strength of a god, pinning Su Yu down and beating him.

For some reason, Su Yu, perhaps feeling guilty, didn't fight back much. Wang Dong'er grabbed Su Yu's face, pinching it as she pretended to be fierce.

"Say, do you still want both?"

Su Yu took a deep breath, spread his arms, and declared dramatically, "My lifelong dream is to gather all the beautiful, sweet women with different personalities into my arms... Ow!"

Before Su Yu could finish, Wang Dong'er bit down on his neck.

Su Yu started to struggle, and the two of them wrestled together.

A moment later, Su Yu had Wang Dong'er in his arms, firmly holding her down.

Wang Dong'er glared at Su Yu angrily with her large, powder-blue eyes.

"Why do you keep biting people?"

"Hmph!"

"Are you a dog?"

"Hmph!"

"All you can do is hmph, huh?"

"Hmph."

No matter what Su Yu said, Wang Dong'er just kept humming.

Even when Su Yu raised his hand as if to hit her, Wang Dong'er didn't flinch, as if daring Su Yu to do it.

Her large, powder-blue eyes were filled with unspoken word: Scumbag!

"So what if I want more girlfriends? What's wrong with that?"

Su Yu pinched Wang Dong'er's cheek.

Wang Dong'er didn't answer. Instead, she turned her head and bit Su Yu's hand. But as she noticed a scratch on Su Yu's skin, her heart softened, and the anger drained out of her.

"Su Yu, you're such a jerk," Wang Dong'er muttered, her powder-blue eyes glistening with unshed tears.

"Yeah... you're right," Su Yu nodded in agreement.

Wang Dong'er: "..."

Faced with Su Yu's thick skin, Wang Dong'er didn't know what to say.

"Don't you feel ashamed?"

Wang Dong'er couldn't help but ask.

"Why should I be ashamed? I wouldn't abandon anyone. What's wrong with having more women?"

"There are plenty of men with multiple wives. Why don't you criticize them?"

Su Yu countered.

"Hmph, they're them, and you're you. You can't do it, no matter what," Wang Dong'er huffed.

"Well, I insist. I'm so outstanding that more women should get to enjoy me," Su Yu said narcissistically.

"Ugh!"

Wang Dong'er spat, glaring at Su Yu disdainfully, though there was a touch of something complicated in her eyes.

"Can't you just love one person?"

Wang Dong'er asked, her tone softening as she looked down.

Seeing Wang Dong'er's slightly dejected expression, Su Yu paused, then sighed softly.

"...No, I... forget it, let's not talk about this anymore."

Su Yu let go of Wang Dong'er, stood up, and said, "We'll talk about it later. I'm not falling in love right now."

Loving just one person wasn't possible for him. After all, he had gone through the trouble of traveling to this world—how could he love just one person?

Besides, given his current situation, it wasn't feasible to love only one.

He was already involved in more than one relationship. Loving just one would mean betraying the others.

It was better to accept them all. He was a kind person who couldn't stand to see beautiful women lonely.

Zhang Lexuan, Gu Yuena, Di Mingli—he had already set his sights on them. How could he give up?

Even Meng Hongchen had treated him well. He wasn't heartless.

He was simply more affectionate. What was wrong with that?

What law said a man couldn't have more wives?

He just wanted to have a few more wives. Who did it hurt?

Anyone who dared oppose him would be crushed by the Ice God Palace.

Anyone who stuck their nose into his business was asking for death.

"Hmph, we'll see about that. I'll make sure you change your mind," Wang Dong'er huffed, her eyes filled with determination.

You can only be mine.

Mine alone.

When you see my true form, you'll be shocked.

Wang Dong'er was confident that her true appearance was far more beautiful than Meng Hongchen's.

"Nice ambition, but my mind won't change," Su Yu smiled and gave Wang Dong'er a deep look.

He climbed onto his bed and sat cross-legged.

The recent battle with Ji Juechen had given him some insights.

Though fleeting, they were profound, and he hadn't fully grasped them yet.

However, if he fought a few more times, he should be able to fully comprehend that feeling.

That was also why Su Yu allowed Ji Juechen to challenge him.

Su Yu had a premonition that this insight was critical. If he could fully master it, it might transform him.

Understanding one's level of comprehension affects one's future growth, and it couldn't be taken lightly.

Watching Su Yu sit down to meditate, Wang Dong'er remembered that Su Yu had a match in the afternoon and didn't disturb him.

She sat in her chair, idly tearing small pieces of paper.

"Big jerk, heartless scoundrel, I hate you. I hate you so much," Wang Dong'er muttered softly, her powder-blue eyes shimmering with an indescribable light...