Douluo Continent: Starting with the Tiger Emperor Template

"...You're very confident."

Jing Hongchen's voice was low, but it was impossible to tell whether he was angry or happy.

"If I kill you right now, what can you do? Dare to negotiate with me?"

"That's a real shame. I finally had a sliver of goodwill towards your academy, but now it's completely shattered." Lu Ren forced a smile.

Since he dared to come to the territory of the Sun Moon Empire alone, he must have his trump card.

He wasn't afraid of being captured and studied by these level nine soul masters, because Lu Ren was at least 50% confident that he could escape from them by using a technique they had never seen before and taking advantage of the information gap.

Even if he couldn't escape, he could replace them all before he died, but Lu Ren didn't think he could die so easily.

On the contrary, as long as he isn't completely obliterated in one blow, Lu Ren has a way to revive with full health.

In a sense, he could be considered practically immortal.

Upon hearing this, Jing Hongchen remained silent.

A moment of silence followed.

A very long silence.

Lu Ren didn't urge him, but just sat there quietly, waiting for his answer.

Finally, Jing Hongchen's gaze fell on Lu Ren again, still sharp, but with a hint of complicated emotions.

"A soul bone that is ten thousand years old is not something that I alone can decide."

"but……"

He abruptly changed the subject, a meaningful smile playing on his lips:

"If you can really crush Shrek Academy under your feet in the All-Continent Elite Soul Master Tournament."

"I will personally negotiate with the royal family to try and obtain a 100,000-year-old soul bone for you. From now on, you will be a loyal ally of our Sun Moon Empire."

Lu Ren smiled.

"make a deal."

He simply stretched out his hand.

Jing Hongchen looked at the hand, remained silent for two seconds, and instead of shaking it back, slowly withdrew her gaze, her tone becoming cold and cautious again:

"You're dreaming. I haven't fully agreed to this deal yet."

Lu Ren shrugged and casually withdrew his hand.

Jing Hongchen's tone regained its composure:

"Before that, you have to prove yourself worthy of this 100,000-year-old soul bone."

Lu Ren raised an eyebrow:

"How can you prove it?"

"You must prove that you are now the strongest under twenty in our Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, otherwise I will not believe that you can help us defeat Shrek Academy in the competition," Jing Hongchen said calmly.

"Tomorrow, I will arrange a competition at the academy, and you must accept the challenge from the students of our academy."

Lu Ren's lips immediately curled into a wild and arrogant smile, full of confidence:

"Since this is proof, let's make it bigger and have a contest. I'll defend my place, and you can send as many people as you want, hundreds if you want. As long as someone can beat me, I'll consider it a loss, how about it?"

Jing Hongchen gave him a deep look, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, which were then covered by a chilling warning:

"You'd better think carefully about your arrogance. If you can't produce the strength to match your confidence, I'll break your limbs and throw you into the Mingdu stinking ditch as the price for your mockery of me."

"make a deal."

Lu Ren answered crisply and decisively, without the slightest hesitation.

Jing Hongchen gave Lu Ren a deep look.

Whether it's arrogance or confidence, at least this kid didn't show any fear in front of him.

This kind of mentality alone makes him far superior to those so-called geniuses in the academy.

not to mention……

I have more faith in my own judgment. If I had really misjudged this time, what would be the point of being a level nine soul master?

"Alright." He nodded. "I'll go crazy with you this once."

He raised his hand and pressed the communication soul tool on the table, giving a few instructions.

A moment later, a middle-aged man pushed open the door and entered, waiting respectfully to the side.

"Take him to rest. Arrange a single dormitory in the first-class area for him, and treat him according to the standards for core students."

"Yes." The middle-aged man responded, then looked at Lu Ren, "Lu Ren, please come with me."

Lu Ren stood up, nodded slightly to Jing Hongchen, and followed the middle-aged man outside.

As I reached the door, Jing Hongchen's voice suddenly came from behind me:

"Don't embarrass this old man in tomorrow's arena."

Lu Ren paused, turned around, and smiled.

"Don't worry. I won't be the one who's embarrassed."

The door closed.

Jing Hongchen leaned back in her chair, staring at the closed door, and remained silent for a long time.

Then he raised his hand and pressed the communication soul tool again.

"Bring Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen over."

A moment later, the office door was pushed open.

Two teenagers, a boy and a girl, walked in.

The boy walking in front had delicate features, bright blue eyes, and a tall, slender figure.

Her hands, resting at her sides, were extremely long and slender, with a jade-like luster that even girls would find hard to possess.

His gait was leisurely, and he exuded an arrogance that said "I am the best in the world."

The girl following behind him was extremely beautiful. Her long, straight silver hair was all gathered on the right side and styled into a ponytail. Her big, light blue eyes blinked, and her school uniform could not hide her well-developed figure.

Laughing at the mortal world, dreaming of the mortal world.

They are Jing Hongchen's biological grandson and granddaughter.

"Grandpa," the two said in unison, bowing.

"Sit down," Jing Hongchen said, gesturing to the chair in front of her.

Xiao Hongchen plopped down, crossed his legs, leaned back lazily, and asked:

"Grandpa, what did you call us here for?"

Meng Hongchen sat properly, with her hands on her knees, and looked quietly at Jing Hongchen.

Jing Hongchen didn't beat around the bush and simply recounted Lu Ren's story.

"Grandpa, are you saying that person's first soul ring was a thousand years old?" Meng Hongchen blinked, her tone filled with obvious curiosity.

Jing Hongchen nodded:

"Not only that, his fourth spirit ring is 50,000 years old."

"Fifty thousand years?" Xiao Hongchen's previously lazy expression changed slightly. "A Soul Master absorbing a fifty thousand-year-level Soul Ring?"

"The data measured by the instrument won't be false." Jing Hongchen turned around and looked at his grandchildren. "Tomorrow, the academy will hold a tournament for him. You will also participate."

Xiao Hongchen raised an eyebrow: "A war of attrition?"

"Yes. He's the one defending the title, and all students in the academy can challenge him." Jing Hongchen paused, "I plan to have both of you participate in tomorrow's arena match."

Xiao Hongchen raised an eyebrow, a disdainful smile playing on his lips:

"Is this person worth all this fanfare from Grandpa? Is it just because of his spirit ring configuration?"

Jing Hongchen glanced at him but offered no further explanation.

My grandson's problems are getting worse and worse.

If Lu Ren really has the ability, it would be good if he could cure him and correct this bad habit.

"Fight hard in the ring tomorrow. Find out his strength and also train yourselves."

"Don't worry, Grandpa." Meng Hongchen brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, her voice gentle, "We will take it seriously."

Xiao Hongchen stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the door:

"Alright, I got it. I'll go and meet that kid tomorrow, and let him know that Sun Moon Royal Academy isn't a place where just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can run wild."

He walked to the door and glanced back at Meng Hongchen:

"Let's go, little sister, don't keep Grandpa from resting."

Meng Hongchen bowed to Jing Hongchen and then got up to follow.