Demon Subduing Douluo's Granddaughter Comes to Challenge!

"I lost..."

Zhao Wuji was equally shocked. Looking at his mangled hands, he slowly spoke.

"I attacked, and you defended. How can there be any real winner or loser? If we were fighting to the death, I wouldn't be a match for Old Zhao. I lack combat experience and fighting techniques. Those are my shortcomings."

Chen Lang decisively pointed out his own flaws, then looked at Flender and Zhao Wuji. "I may need you two as sparring partners in the future to make up for these weaknesses. When the time comes, I hope you won't hold back."

"Dean Chen is too modest. Being able to spar with a genius like you has benefited us greatly as well." At that moment, Flender was completely won over by Chen Lang.

After all, not everyone dared to admit their shortcomings and humbly seek guidance from others.

Especially geniuses like Chen Lang—who among them wasn't proud and arrogant?

But most proud and arrogant geniuses died young. Only exceptional talents like Chen Lang, who possessed both talent and the ability to face their own flaws, could grow into towering trees.

With that kind of character alone, once Chen Lang matured, he could only be described as terrifying.

"That's right, Dean Chen. If you ever want to spar, I, Zhao Wuji, will be at your service anytime!" Seeing that Chen Lang showed no arrogance and had instead given him a way out.

At that moment, the last knot in Zhao Wuji's heart completely vanished, leaving only admiration and respect.

And a trace of relief—relief that he would be able to witness the rise of an unparalleled genius!

"Lang Ge, what about us?"

Dai Mubai and the other two were also moved by Chen Lang's character. They wanted to grow stronger and gain more real combat experience too.

"Once the two of them break through to Soul Elder, I'll take you to challenge the geniuses of Blazing Academy, Godwind Academy, Skywater Academy, Thunderclap Academy, and Elephant Armored Academy. Before that, I suggest you compete at the Great Soul Arena in Suotuo City."

Chen Lang looked at the three of them. "You've been eating and living here for free for so long. Isn't it time you earned some Gold Soul Coins to help cover the expenses?"

Dai Mubai: "..."

Ma Hongjun: "..."

Oscar: "..."

"And you teachers too. Figure out a way to earn some Gold Soul Coins for me. Either hunt soul beasts or become private tutors."

Chen Lang's little stash of money was nearly depleted, and he currently had no way to make money himself, so he could only send these teachers out to work.

Flender: "..."

Zhao Wuji: "..."

Still, they all nodded in agreement. After eating and drinking for free for so long, and with the academy not earning a damn thing, they felt too embarrassed to refuse.

And so, time flew by in the blink of an eye.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

Chen Lang naturally broke through to level 60, advancing from Soul King to Soul Emperor. As long as he absorbed a Soul Ring, he would have another chance to draw Hextech.

"Lang Ge, Fatty and I have both reached level 30!"

At that moment, Ma Hongjun and Oscar excitedly came to Chen Lang's small courtyard and shouted from outside the gate.

With a creak, Chen Lang pushed open the door and looked at them. "Perfect timing. I've reached level 60 too. Let's go absorb Soul Rings together."

"What?! Lang Ge, you've already reached level 60? How do you cultivate?" Ma Hongjun had thought the gap between himself and Lang Ge would only grow smaller.

He had never expected it to become even wider.

"Yeah. It already took us half a year to go from level 26 to level 30, and that was fast. But you only took half a year to go from level 58 to 60. This..." Oscar's face was filled with envy as well.

"That's because my body has been tempered to a far more extreme degree than yours. Naturally, I absorb Soul Power faster."

Chen Lang began bluffing. "For example, you've only broken through your limits two or three times, while I've broken through mine ten times. How could that be the same?"

"Looks like we still aren't working hard enough!" Ma Hongjun clenched his fists. "We'll strive to break through our limits ten times too."

"That's right, Lang Ge. When we get back this time, push us hard!" Oscar said, clenching his fists as well.

"No problem."

Chen Lang smiled. "Let's go. We'll bring Old Zhao and head to the Star Dou Great Forest to obtain Soul Rings. But you should be able to absorb Soul Rings around five thousand years old now, right?"

"Probably. Dai Laoda directly absorbed a three-thousand-year Soul Ring for his third Soul Ring before. Our bodies are stronger than his were back then, so five thousand years shouldn't be a problem. We might even be able to push for seven thousand years." Ma Hongjun spoke with anticipation.

Soon, Chen Lang called Zhao Wuji over and set out with Ma Hongjun and Oscar.

"Lang Ge, I want to go too!"

Seeing that Chen Lang had no intention of bringing him along, Dai Mubai immediately raised his hand and looked at him with a resentful expression.

"What the hell are you going for? Instead of wasting time on that, you'd be better off lifting more weights or competing at the Great Soul Arena to earn some money for the academy."

Chen Lang directly rejected his request. "Try to directly absorb a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring next time."

"Otherwise, when we take you to challenge the four academies, I'll have to step in myself."

"Fine..."

Dai Mubai could only watch Chen Lang's group leave with resentful eyes. Then he strode toward the gym and began lifting weights.

He was going to become...

Lang Ge's number one lackey!

Spirit Hall.

Inside the Worship Hall.

At this moment, all the great worshippers of Spirit Hall had gathered together.

"The six-month deadline agreed upon with Sword Douluo has arrived. Who have you decided to send to challenge Sword Douluo's grandson?" Qian Daoliu, seated in the central position, swept his gaze across the many worshippers.

Previously, Sword Douluo had fought every one of them alone. Other than Qian Daoliu, who won completely, and Golden Crocodile Douluo, who won by a narrow margin, the rest had all lost.

However, everyone had been won over by Sword Douluo's character and temperament. They admired the kind of man he was, so they kept Sword Douluo behind to drink and feast together.

It was precisely during that drinking session that Sword Douluo had signed a wager with them. As long as any of their grandsons defeated his grandson, he would immediately give them ten million Gold Soul Coins. If they lost, they would only need to pay five million Gold Soul Coins.

The condition was that the age difference could not exceed three years.

Money was no longer important to Titled Douluo like them. What mattered was... a man's pride!

I just finished praising my grandson, and you brat say he isn't even worthy to carry your grandson's shoes!

Wasn't that a slap in their own faces?

Thus, the worshippers all agreed and signed both the wager and the challenge letter.

They agreed that the challenge would begin half a year later.

But it could only be one-on-one.

They had gathered today to discuss whose grandson should go first and test Sword Douluo's grandson.

"Send my granddaughter. It'll be a good chance to temper her personality. She just broke through to Soul Elder, and both her strength and talent are a little greater than mine were at her age. She's also about the same age as Sword Douluo's grandson, so even if she wins, that old bastard won't have anything to say."

The seventh worshipper, Demon Subduing Douluo, spoke at that moment.