Douluo Continent: Divine Oracle Young General, Qian Renxue, please have some self-respect.

The Grand Arena, the highest VIP box in the center.

A middle-aged man in a black suit accompanied Jiang Ci, his back slightly bent, a respectful and obsequious smile on his face.

He is Zhang Yue, the person in charge of the Soto Arena.

"Young General, your disciple has truly created a miracle in the world of Soul Masters."

"To achieve such results in an individual Soul Master Tournament using the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul is truly unique in the entire Soul Master world!"

"The young general's ability to teach students is truly astonishing!"

No wonder he was so obsequious.

After all, the young man in front of them was no ordinary person.

This is none other than the Empire's renowned Oracle General!

Although he is only in his early twenties, he is already a top figure who controls nearly half of the power in the Imperial military!

His position as the head of the Soto Arena might seem prestigious to outsiders.

But compared to this great man who stood at the level of the entire empire, he was utterly insignificant.

I was afraid that I might say something wrong and offend this person.

After all, the story of the Empire's bloody massacre is still fresh in people's minds.

Those who were beheaded by this divine sword were all powerful figures who had a voice in the imperial court.

In comparison, what is he, the mere manager of the Soto Arena, worth?

Even if this person were to kill him with a single sword strike, the seven great soul master families behind the Great Soul Arena would probably just turn a blind eye.

Jiang Ci remained expressionless as he listened to these words, which were sincere yet tinged with flattery.

He took a small sip of the swirling wine in his glass and said calmly.

"We can adjust the difficulty level further."

"What the young general means is..."

"Arrange for combat-type Soul Masters with a high win rate at the second ring level in the Soul Arena."

"Also, some three-ring Soul Masters could be considered as Rongrong's opponents."

"Yes."

Zhang Yue didn't say much, but simply agreed repeatedly.

He only needed to follow the orders of the important figures.

At worst, the referees can focus more on controlling the situation in the subsequent battles.

It's just a battle at the second or third ring level, how could anything go wrong?

Jiang Ci placed the wine glass in his hand on the table beside him and stood up.

"General, let me see you off."

Zhang Yue, with great perceptiveness, accompanied them as they left the private room.

…………

Backstage at the Grand Arena.

Having finished her day's battle, Ning Rongrong couldn't wait to find her teacher, Jiang Ci, to ask for his evaluation of her performance.

however.

A voice suddenly rang out from behind.

"Young friend Liuli, please wait!"

Ning Rongrong stopped and turned around to look in the direction from which the sound came from.

What came into view were Flander and the other Shrek Academy students.

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Because she felt the gazes of several boys from Shrek Academy.

Tang San and Dai Mubai are alright.

The former's gaze didn't hold much, but it was filled with curiosity about Ning Rongrong's movement techniques and the fact that support-type Soul Masters possessed direct combat abilities.

The latter, because she had to put on a show in front of Zhu Zhuqing, also controlled herself quite well.

However, the gazes of Oscar and Ma Hongjun made Ning Rongrong feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Oscar's love is admiration.

Ma Hongjun, on the other hand, was driven by lust and madness.

So her tone became noticeably harsher.

"What is it?"

Having keenly noticed this, Flander glared fiercely at Ma Hongjun and Oscar.

How embarrassing!

Don't you know how to conceal your gaze a little?

If you can't even control this little thing, how can you become a qualified Soul Master?

What if they scare someone away from joining their academy?

Feeling Flander's fierce glare, Oscar and Ma Hongjun lowered their heads sheepishly.

And the next moment, a smile as bright as a blooming chrysanthemum blossomed on Flander's long, narrow face:

"Young friend Liuli, would you be interested in joining our Shrek Academy?"

"Shrek Academy?" Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong roughly understood.

This is yet another person trying to win her over.

This wasn't the first time she'd encountered something like this during this period.

"Never heard of it, and I'm not interested."

Ning Rongrong declined Flander's invitation without any hesitation.

Let alone this unassuming Shrek Academy.

Even when the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy invited her, she ignored it.

After all, Ning Rongrong was very clear about which path was more promising: studying at these so-called Soul Master academies or studying under her teacher Jiang Ci.

The tremendous changes that have taken place in her during this period of learning from Jiang Ci are something that could be achieved at any other Soul Master Academy.

Therefore, there is no need for excessive thinking.

If she agrees, she'll be out of her mind.

But Flanders remained confident.

He thought that Shrek Academy was just too low-key, which was why Liuli was unwilling to join their academy.

If we can show her the strength of their college's faculty, she'll definitely change her mind.

Thinking this, Flanders coughed lightly and said:

"Young friend Liuli, although our Shrek Academy may not be well-known at the moment, the quality of our teaching staff is absolutely beyond doubt."

"We are an academy that only accepts monsters."

"And you, with your support-type martial soul, have managed to carve out a niche for yourself in the singles arena of the Great Soul Arena. You are an absolute monster."

"Monsters with Monster Academy, isn't that a perfect match?"

"If you join our academy, you will definitely receive the best education and achieve greater success!"

Flanders spoke with great enthusiasm, gesturing wildly.

They seem to be getting excited.

however.

His response was still Ning Rongrong's cold "I have no interest."

Having said that, she had no intention of wasting any more time there and turned to leave.

She still needs to find her teacher; arguing with this ugly monster who appeared out of nowhere is a waste of time.

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing that Ning Rongrong was about to leave, Flander assumed that she did not believe what he had said.

Seven spirit rings slowly rose and swirled around his body.

At the same time, he reached out to grab Ning Rongrong's shoulder, trying to stop her from leaving.

Using her butterfly-like steps, Ning Rongrong deftly dodged Flander's outstretched hand.

Her beautiful eyes turned cold:

"You want to take action?"

At this moment, Ning Rongrong was clearly more hostile.

A sword-shaped talisman had appeared in his hand without him even noticing.

This is what Jiang Ci gave her.

As long as it is crushed, Jiang Ci will arrive immediately.

Ning Rongrong is not arrogant.

Although the ugly monster in front of her was inexplicable, it did indeed possess the cultivation of a Soul Saint, which was clearly beyond her current ability to contend with.

But as soon as the teacher arrives, everything is fine.

So what if he's a Soul Saint?

In the years of suppressing the rebellion, not just one or two Soul Saints have died under their own teacher's divine sword.

Just as Ning Rongrong was about to crush the talisman, a cold voice rang out, causing her to stop.

"Rongrong said she has no interest in your so-called Slime Academy."

"Don't you understand?"