Liu Fangfang and Lin Aotian

Facing the sudden crimson sword light, Liu Yidao hurriedly raised his dark teal broadsword, holding it across his chest to block the attack.

The crimson sword light arrived in an instant. Before it even touched the dark teal broadsword, its armor-piercing effect had already carved a smooth notch into the blade.

With his martial soul damaged, Liu Yidao let out a muffled groan. Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and his expression changed drastically.

What?! How could this be?!

He tried to pull back the dark teal broadsword, but the crimson sword light gave him no chance, viciously slashing directly into Liu Yidao's Hegemon Blade martial soul.

The Hegemon Blade trembled violently and let out a miserable wail. Then, under Liu Yidao's horrified gaze, it snapped in two with a crack.

The remaining force of the crimson sword light continued onward, carrying a sharp gale as it slashed toward Liu Yidao's chest.

Liu Yidao's pupils contracted in terror, and his face instantly turned pale. The clothes over his chest split apart layer by layer, while the skin beneath felt as though it were being torn open. His entire body trembled and convulsed uncontrollably.

Just when he thought he was about to be cut in two, the crimson sword light, sharp as Death's scythe, suddenly dissolved into specks of red light.

Liu Yidao fell backward onto the ground, gasping for breath as sweat poured from his forehead and body.

Looking down, he saw a faint red bloodstain on the exposed skin of his chest, where his clothes had split apart.

His mind shook violently!

"What terrifying control over power!"

At that moment, Lin Tianyi slowly walked over. Expressionless, he looked down at Liu Yidao, who lay collapsed on the ground.

Though he was only around one meter thirty tall, to Liu Yidao, he seemed as towering and majestic as a mountain.

"Do you concede?"

Liu Yidao lowered his head to look at the Hegemon Blade martial soul lying on the ground in two broken pieces, then said bitterly:

"I... concede."

Lin Tianyi nodded faintly in satisfaction, then turned to look at the dumbfounded Old Dean and lifted his little chin.

"Announce the result."

The Old Dean stared blankly at the pale-faced Liu Yidao lying on the ground. He swallowed with difficulty before stammering:

"Th-this match, Lin Tianyi wins!"

After a brief silence, the utterly quiet training ground erupted with excited, astonished cheers like a roaring sea, along with thunderous applause.

Lin Xianxian happily clapped her little hands, jumping up and down as she cheered for Lin Tianyi. Her delicate face, like that of a white porcelain doll, curved into crescent moons at the eyes, while her plump pink lips revealed neat, pearly teeth.

"Tianyi is the best!"

Ning Rongrong was completely stunned. She stared wide-eyed at the high-spirited Lin Tianyi on the platform, as though the ocean-like cheers and thunderous applause around her did not exist at all.

The proud little princess's eyes were filled with an intense, unusual light as she looked at Lin Tianyi.

Glancing at Liu Yidao, who dejectedly jumped down from the platform, Lin Tianyi walked to the edge and looked at the two duke's younger legitimate sons below, whose faces had gone pale. He said with a grin:

"Which of you two wants to go first?"

As they looked up at Lin Tianyi on the platform, that grinning childish little face seemed incomparably frightening and terrifying to them.

Liu Yidao, who had broken through to rank twenty-eight first and was even stronger than them, had been effortlessly defeated with just two swords. How were they supposed to fight him?!

Go up there and humiliate themselves? Ask to be beaten?!

The two of them hurriedly shook their heads almost at the same time:

"N-no, we're no match for you, Junior Lin. We acknowledge that you are the strongest student in the academy!"

Lin Tianyi smiled and nodded. Then he raised his head and looked at the several hundred students from every grade below.

"Does anyone else want to come up and fight? As long as you defeat me, you can recruit me into the faction behind you."

No one answered.

What a joke. Even the strongest, Liu Yidao, had been crushed and instantly defeated. Going up there would just be humiliating themselves. Only someone with something wrong with their brain would go!

Seeing that no one came up for a long while, Lin Tianyi nodded in satisfaction.

The mission was now ninety-nine point nine-nine percent complete. All that remained was to make that sore loser Wang Lie submit and stop him from seeking revenge. Then the mission would be complete.

Then he could directly break through to rank twenty and obtain a soul ring!

However, Wang Lie was still the younger legitimate son of a duke. He was not someone a person from an ordinary farming family like him could deal with.

If Wang Lie ignored the rules and sent people to hurt his parents, his parents, who were merely ordinary people, would not be able to withstand it.

First, he would see whether there was another way to make Wang Lie submit. If there truly was no other option in the end, he could only use force to beat Wang Lie into submission and ask Qian Renxue to secretly send people to protect his parents.

Tsk, what a hassle. If only I had a duke for a father too... Lin Tianyi silently sighed to himself.

After school that afternoon, Ning Rongrong returned to Ning Residence and told Ning Fengzhi that she had failed to recruit Lin Tianyi.

After hearing his daughter's account, Ning Fengzhi sighed helplessly.

"He truly is a child with his own ideas. So be it. It seems he and my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect are not fated."

Then Ning Rongrong looked at Sword Douluo Chen Xin beside her and said angrily:

"Grandpa Jian, I even told Lin Tianyi that you would give him a chance to become your final disciple, but he actually did not care at all. He even looked like he was looking down on it. Just thinking about it makes me so angry..."

Ning Rongrong puffed out her little cheeks, looking thoroughly upset.

Seeing her indignant appearance, Sword Douluo Chen Xin shook his head with a smile.

"That Lin Tianyi is only six years old. He does not know how powerful a Title Douluo is, much less how powerful I am. No one in this world understands the sword better than I do."

He paused, his tone full of pride.

"But since Lin Tianyi rejected it, even if he kneels before me someday and begs me to take him as a disciple, I will absolutely never accept him!"

The pride of Chen Xin, master of the sword, could not be profaned!

Rumble, rumble.

A luxurious carriage crafted from fine sandalwood, pulled by two flawless and magnificent white horses, slowly traveled down the broad bluestone streets of Heaven Dou City. The horses' hooves struck the ground with crisp clopping sounds.

From within the carriage came deliberately suppressed, faint moans, brimming with seduction and enough to set one's blood racing.

There were also crisp, rhythmic slapping sounds that invited wild imagination.

The coachman seemed long accustomed to it. He simply continued driving the carriage toward the largest inn in Heaven Dou City.

After a long while, a woman's high-pitched, seductive moans and a man's satisfied sounds came from inside the carriage.

Soon, the suggestive sounds stopped.

Inside the fragrant carriage, a beautiful, tall young woman sat shyly in the arms of a handsome, noble young man. Her beautiful eyes were hazy and unfocused.

A closer look would reveal that this beautiful, tall young woman was none other than Liu Fangfang, the homeroom teacher of Class 1 Grade 1 at Heaven Dou Royal Junior Soul Master Academy.

And the handsome, noble young man was none other than Heaven Dou City's number one wastrel, Lin Tianyi's biological older brother, Lin Aotian!

PS: I barely wrote anything in this chapter, yet it still got flagged for review. Good thing I had not gone to sleep yet, or I would have had to deal with it tomorrow morning.