Chapter 28: Immovable Ming King
“Pah, shameless! Just wait, I’ll settle accounts with you later…”
Ning Rongrong cursed coldly, inwardly wishing she could pin this damn rogue to the ground and rub him into the dirt.
To preserve her image, she forcibly held back, which was really hard on her.
Ling Mo didn’t know what she was scheming, but seeing her sinister expression, it definitely wasn’t that simple.
“This little fairy, we don’t know each other, what do you mean by that? Is there some misunderstanding between us?”
“Misunderstanding? You’ll know soon enough, hehe…”
Ning Rongrong revealed a gentle smile, leaving everyone confused, while Zhu Zhuqing also watched them with a serious face.
Taking the crystal ball from Ning Rongrong’s hand, Ling Mo held it in his palm, his hand sweating profusely.
This girl definitely has something up her sleeve! Ling Mo knew full well how terrifying this little witch could be; when she got fierce, it was beyond imagination.
“Damn it, better find an opportunity to slip away soon!”
Silently making a decision in his heart, Ling Mo gripped the crystal ball and suddenly exerted force, injecting soul power into the testing crystal.
A burst of intense light instantly enveloped the entire crystal ball, this light even stronger than Tang San and Xiao Wu’s.
Amid the surging soul power, with a bang, it suddenly exploded.
“Exploded? What’s going on? Could his soul power have already exceeded level thirty?”
Everyone cast puzzled gazes, and Tang San even asked, “Xiao Mo, did you break through to level thirty?”
The atmosphere at the scene completely boiled over—a level thirty soul master, and only twelve years old, what a monstrous talent?
“That’s right! I broke through, but I haven’t acquired the third soul ring yet!”
Ling Mo said nonchalantly, all the while thinking about when to find an opportunity to slip away.
“Level thirty? No wonder his strength is so great, but why can he use my Netherworld Spirit Cat Martial Soul?”
At the back, Zhu Zhuqing, who had been silently watching Ling Mo, pondered deeply, unable to figure out why Ling Mo could use his Martial Soul and its soul skills.
Equally curious was Dai Mubai, who had also been defeated by his own Martial Soul, and was extremely curious about Ling Mo’s Martial Soul.
From the first round, Ling Mo had said his Martial Soul was five-colored light, but no one knew the specific effect of this light.
Could his Martial Soul simulate an opponent’s Martial Soul and its soul skills? Very possible, otherwise it couldn’t explain why he could use White Tiger Martial Soul and Spirit Cat Martial Soul.
“Good grief! There are really quite a few little monsters this year, and even a level thirty little monster appeared!
Good, good, good! Looks like there’s a chance for a pay raise this year!”
Ling Mo’s soul power test ended, shocking the entire scene; from the intensity of his soul power, he was a terrifying existence at level thirty or even closer to level thirty-one.
Otherwise, it couldn’t have made the testing crystal explode! With this talent alone, Ling Mo could be directly admitted.
The teacher for the second round revealed a gratified smile, saying “good” three times in a row, overjoyed.
“Little White, take these few directly to the fourth round! Tell Zhao Wuji, he knows what to do…”
The test ended, and the group of five directly entered the fourth round, while the remaining people had no complaints left.
If you’re not good enough, you’re not; saying anything is useless. If you’re really that great, why at the same age do you lag so far behind others?
If Tang San wasn’t enough to deter these people, then… Ling Mo’s soul power was more than enough to shut them up.
“Follow me!”
With that, Dai Mubai said with a gloomy expression, directly leading Ling Mo and the others to the fourth round.
Ling Mo’s performance shocked him greatly, but it also worried him, because the stronger Ling Mo’s strength, the slimmer his own chances.
Moreover, he had been watching Zhu Zhuqing’s expression and noticed that her every move was focused on Ling Mo.
Deep in Dai Mubai’s heart hid a trace of hatred, as if his beloved possession had been snatched away.
Proud by nature, he could not tolerate this, but he realized that in front of Ling Mo, he couldn’t change anything.
He couldn’t beat him either! Last time he had been utterly crushed, and in terms of talent, Ling Mo was several levels above him, no comparison.
Moreover… in terms of looks, Ling Mo was no worse than him, same height, black and deep long hair naturally cascading, handsome face always exuding a trace of evil qi, and even more attractive were his dual pupils, adding a touch of mystery to his handsomeness.
This guy who suddenly appeared had undoubtedly stolen all his spotlight, with everyone’s gazes fixed on him alone.
Dai Mubai gradually felt a deep sense of failure, a failure like never before.
Along the way, Ling Mo remained silent, and the atmosphere felt very off.
Zhu Zhuqing stayed by his side the whole time, vaguely repelling someone’s approach.
Xiao Wu tried multiple times to talk to Ling Mo but was unintentionally blocked by her; the most speechless part was that Ning Rongrong, this little witch, kept glaring at Ling Mo, making him feel a bit speechless.
Fortunately, Zhu Zhuqing was reliable; though he didn’t know what she was thinking, she had already blocked three waves of sneak attacks for Ling Mo.
“Damn it! Should’ve never come to Suotuo City, now I can’t even slip away…”
On the road, Ling Mo cursed inwardly; if he hadn’t come to Suotuo City, he wouldn’t be in this mess!
But the current situation wasn’t the hardest; what he feared most was still Flander that old ghost, who held grudges—if he came back and found him in his academy.
Wouldn’t that be like a meat bun thrown to a dog, no return? A classic case of walking into the trap.
If Zhu Zhuqing hadn’t caught him, Ling Mo would probably be in the Star Dou Great Forest by now.
He didn’t know what was going through this girl’s mind, insisting on clinging to him; it was just a few kisses! At worst, he could let her kiss back, right?
That probably wouldn’t work either; she might be willing but he wouldn’t, she just wanted to stick to him, twenty-four hours without leaving his side.
Walking forward nearly a hundred meters, passing through the densely packed village, the group arrived at a relatively open area.
Ahead was a small house, with a table in front of the house and a big man slumped over it, seemingly still sleeping.
No wonder; the assessment standards for the first three rounds, from morning until now, no one had reached the fourth round, so he had sat there all morning with no one coming.
“Teacher Zhao!”
Dai Mubai walked over and directly woke Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji woke from his dream, shook his head, and upon seeing the five people in front, he immediately grinned, “Yo… didn’t expect so many little monsters this year, actually five people reaching the fourth round…”
Seeing these five people, Zhao Wuji laughed! He had thought there would be none again this year, but unexpectedly five came at once.
“Teacher Zhao, not only did they reach the fourth round, they directly skipped the second and third round assessments!”
Dai Mubai explained, making Zhao Wuji laugh even happier.
“Good grief, all five reached level twenty-five?”
“That’s right, and not only that, one of them has already reached level thirty! And he even defeated me…” Dai Mubai continued explaining, suddenly having a good idea.
“Oh? Who is it? He even beat you?” Zhao Wuji perked up at that, immediately displeased.
After all, Dai Mubai was their proud disciple raised single-handedly, whom they knew inside out, and he had been defeated?
“It’s the one on the far left, named Ling Mo! Level thirty battle soul master, hasn’t acquired the third soul ring yet.”
“Interesting, in that case, old Zhao here will have to play with you all properly…”
Hearing that among this group there was actually one who reached level thirty, Zhao Wuji was delighted, revealing a sly smile.
Scheme succeeded, Dai Mubai successfully stirred Zhao Wuji’s fighting spirit, revealing a smile.
If Zhao Wuji made a move, he could definitely make this kid Ling Mo suffer a big loss, right?
Having bottled up his anger all day, Dai Mubai had had enough!
Sigh! Nothing fun left to write, just coping for now, I’ll organize my thoughts later!
