Facing the Entire Academy

Ning Rongrong looked at Lin Tianyi with a smile, waiting for his answer.

Lin Tianyi gave Ning Rongrong a strange look. Were children on the Douluo Continent all this mature? She was only six and already understood so much?

Besides, she actually dared to say something like that in front of Lin Xianxian. She clearly did not take her seriously at all.

Lin Xianxian released Lin Tianyi's arm and walked up to Ning Rongrong, puffing out her cheeks as she glared at her angrily.

"I'm Tianyi's wife. He won't consider you."

Ning Rongrong gave a delicate snort. "Not necessarily."

Seeing Lin Xianxian and Ning Rongrong glaring daggers at each other, Lin Tianyi was afraid they would start fighting. If Ning Rongrong lost and went home to complain, things would get troublesome.

With the two Title Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect spoiling Ning Rongrong to such an extreme, his ordinary farmer parents could not afford to bear the consequences. Even Qian Renxue might not be able to stop them now.

Lin Tianyi pulled Lin Xianxian behind him, then stared at Ning Rongrong.

"I won't join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Tell your father not to come bother me again."

Lin Tianyi could figure out with his toes who had taught Ning Rongrong to say those things. A six-year-old girl could not possibly come up with such words herself.

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened at once as she stared at Lin Tianyi in shock and disbelief.

She had apparently never imagined that he would reject even conditions so excessive that she herself had added them!

Ning Rongrong glared at Lin Tianyi furiously.

"Do you even know what you just refused? Your talent may be exceptional now, but your parents are only ordinary farmers. If you don't join a major power, how will you obtain your Soul Rings in the future?

"You can obtain Thousand-Year Soul Rings now, but how will you get Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings or Soul Rings that are tens of thousands of years old in the future?"

Hehe, I have a system. I don't need to worry about that... Lin Tianyi chuckled inwardly, though his face remained expressionless as he looked at Ning Rongrong.

"That has nothing to do with you."

"Y-you... you... You're infuriating!!" Ning Rongrong's eyes reddened with anger as she turned and stormed away.

Lin Xianxian made a cute face at Ning Rongrong's retreating back as she stomped away, stuck out her tongue, then happily wrapped herself around Lin Tianyi's arm, delighted like a child.

After that brief interlude, as time passed, the principal's long-winded speech finally neared its end. The lifeless students on the lawn gradually regained some energy.

"...And now I declare this year's teacher-student assembly successfully concluded!"

A wave of relieved voices rose from the crowd. It was finally fucking over.

"Please leave in an orderly manner by class!"

"Wait!!"

At that moment, a young, clear voice suddenly rang across the entire field.

Everyone, including the principal, looked stunned. Who had spoken?

Before they could search for the speaker, a small figure suddenly appeared out of thin air on the platform where the principal had been speaking. It was none other than Lin Tianyi.

Seeing the small figure suddenly appear on the platform, the principal, who had not yet stepped down, showed astonishment on his aged face.

Even with the eyesight of a level-sixty-eight Soul Emperor, he had failed to see how the boy had appeared on the platform.

The principal frowned, intending to reprimand Lin Tianyi for breaking the rules. But when he clearly saw the small figure's face, his old eyes widened, and he abruptly stopped.

Duke Lin Hongtu's youngest son!

The principal's attitude immediately took a one-hundred-eighty-degree turn. Smiling warmly, he addressed the students of every grade who were preparing to disperse below.

"Let us hear what Lin Tianyi of Class 1 Grade 1 wishes to say. Everyone, please welcome him with applause!"

With that, the principal immediately took the lead in clapping.

The quick-witted Vice Dean, dean of studies, and others promptly followed suit, rising to applaud.

They did not know why they were applauding, but following the principal could not be wrong!

Only the principal in the academy knew Lin Tianyi's true identity.

Lin Tianyi gave the applauding principal a surprised look. This old man is actually so easygoing. He's a good principal.

Then, beneath the impatient gazes of the students, Lin Tianyi stood on the platform and looked down at the several hundred students below, speaking loudly.

"My name is Lin Tianyi. More or less, you've all heard this name. If you haven't, that's fine. Let me introduce myself.

"I am six years old, with level-eighteen Soul Power and a Thousand-Year First Soul Ring!"

The moment he said this, waves of astonished cries erupted throughout the field.

Lin Tianyi continued.

"I know many of you want to recruit me, so I'll give you an opportunity now.

"As long as any of you can defeat me, I will willingly join the faction you belong to.

"Of course, this is limited to students of this academy who are thirteen or younger."

Another wave of exclamations erupted, and the entire field immediately exploded into uproar.

On the platform, the smile on the principal's aged face abruptly froze.

Th-this-this won't do! If Duke Lin Hongtu finds out, won't my future be finished?!

Although Lin Tianyi was an unparalleled genius, their academy also had geniuses. They were nowhere near Lin Tianyi's level, but there were still Soul Grandmasters around level twenty-six or twenty-seven under the age of thirteen.

At level eighteen against level twenty-seven, even with a Thousand-Year Soul Ring, Lin Tianyi could very well lose!

Just as he was about to offer some advice, he suddenly caught sight of several legitimate and secondary sons of ducal families among the fifth- and sixth-year students. All of them stared at Lin Tianyi with burning eyes, as though they had already taken him under their command.

The principal immediately gave a bitter smile and abandoned the thought of persuading him. He could not afford to offend either side.

Below the platform, Ning Rongrong stared wide-eyed at Lin Tianyi as he boldly challenged the entire academy, her small face full of shock.

This guy wanted to fight the whole academy alone? Where did he get such confidence?

As far as she knew, there were at least three Soul Grandmasters around level twenty-seven in the academy!

Level eighteen against level twenty-seven—how dared he?!

Lin Tianyi was naturally not being arrogant. With his Thousand-Year First Soul Ring, the two abilities of his External Soul Bone, his ability to fly, and physical strength comparable to that of a Soul Elder—

Even against a Soul Elder, he had the strength to fight. A mere Soul Grandmaster was nothing.

He wanted to use this chance to challenge everyone and display his strength to the entire academy, making everyone admire and submit to him. Only then could he complete the system mission.

At that moment, nearly everyone turned their eyes toward the few geniuses in the sixth grade.

Four strongest students at level twenty-seven: three legitimate or secondary sons of dukes, and one commoner genius with no background.

This commoner genius was proud and unyielding. He had not joined any faction, relying on his own talent and relentless hard work to reach level twenty-seven at thirteen. The brilliance he radiated was not inferior in the slightest to that of the three legitimate or secondary sons of dukes.

At that moment, the four exchanged looks, seemingly deciding who would take the stage first.

All of them were confident they could defeat Lin Tianyi. Whoever went first would gain Lin Tianyi and bring him into the faction behind them.

Thus, to decide who would go first, they gathered together and stared sharply at one another.

"The old rules. Whoever wins goes first!"

A handsome youth in an ornate black robe spoke in a low voice. He was the twelve-year-old second son of the Zhao family head.

The other three had no objections. Their expressions turned solemn as they nodded.

"Then let's begin."

The four grew incomparably serious, fierce and savage fighting intent surging in their eyes.

When their momentum reached its peak, the four shouted almost simultaneously—

"Rock, paper, scissors!!!"