Chapter 79

Under everyone's gaze, Chu Wange walked through the crowd to Lin Mo's front, raised her head slightly, and said:

"Hungry, Lin Mo."

Everyone: "..."

It's not that there's anything wrong with Chu Wange being hungry; after a deep-level epiphany for over ten days, plus the fact that the other party hasn't reached the realm of completely abstaining from grains, feeling hungry is an instinctive reaction.

It's just that everyone was waiting for Chu Wange's high-energy reaction after the epiphany, but they didn't expect the other party to ignore them directly.

Even the Qingshan Sect team leader, Feng Shixiong He, she didn't even glance at.

After everyone was silent, they secretly said in their hearts:

As expected of the Immortal Ranking top graduate, she has personality!

Lin Mo looked at Chu Wange, whose expression was still in a dazed state, and said with a smile:

"If you're hungry, let's go eat; come on, I'll treat you to the cafeteria!"

Chu Wange nodded: "Okay."

After saying that, the two prepared to turn around, leave the crowd, and walk toward the living area of the Nine-Layer Enlightenment Platform.

Ye Chen's expression was gloomy, and he reached out to block Lin Mo's path:

"The matter isn't finished yet, and you want to leave?"

He didn't want to let the other party leave so easily; right now, the team leaders and heaven-gifted geniuses of the Nine-Layer Enlightenment Platform were all here, and missing this opportunity would be too much of a pity.

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows and looked at him, only to see him sneer and continue:

"Didn't you say I wasn't worthy? Then do you dare to accept my challenge in the arena battle?"

So it was for this... Lin Mo finally understood why the other party appeared inexplicably just now and started retorting inexplicably.

He swept a glance at Feng Shixiong He beside him; the latter didn't speak, clearly also tacitly approving of the other party's behavior.

It is worth mentioning that even Senior Zhuang Shijie didn't know in what form the arena battle would be conducted, why Ye Chen would challenge him before the arena battle started.

Does he know the rules of the arena battle in advance?

Everything that happened just now was connected, and Lin Mo's heart was suddenly enlightened.

Although it didn't go so far as Feng Shixiong He and Ye Chen joining forces to pit him, the latter's goal was obvious—to win the position of his meditation cushion in the arena battle.

Feng Shixiong He's tacit approval was even more of a hint.

Lin Mo quickly figured everything out and was just about to speak when he saw Chu Wange take a step forward, blocking in front of him, and said lightly to Ye Chen:

"Fighting?"

Before everyone could react, they only heard her say again:

"Fine, you draw your sword first."

Ye Chen was stunned, seemingly not having recovered his senses.

Lin Mo touched his chin; why does this scene feel so familiar?

Everyone once again showed an expression of eating melon—wow, is this Chu Wange venting for her Dao companion!?

The matter Ye Chen said before, "Lin Mo and Chu Wange are not Dao companions," was slapped in the face by the principal herself, and it collapsed without being attacked.

Ye Chen's face turned blue and red.

If Lin Mo is the softest "persimmon" in the top ten of the Immortal Ranking, then Chu Wange is the hardest "stubborn" in the top ten.

Accepting the challenge to her face, the result is obvious, but if he doesn't accept...

At this moment, the heaven-gifted geniuses of this year's Immortal Ranking, as well as the team leaders of the Nine Great Academies, were all watching him.

Even Feng Shixiong He didn't expect such a situation.

For a time, Ye Chen fell into an awkward situation.

But after a moment, he thought of a way to break it, stared at Lin Mo, and said coldly:

"Lin Mo, do you only know how to hide behind a woman? Could it be that you only know how to eat soft rice?"

Hearing this, everyone glanced at Lin Mo's handsome face and fell silent at the same time.

Especially Long A, who even wished he could say the words he had long wanted to say: If I had this face, I would eat it too!

So when he said this, Lin Mo not only didn't break his defense, but laughed instead, saying:

"Food can be eaten indiscriminately, but words cannot be spoken indiscriminately; we are just a simple relationship of good friends."

Seeing his brilliant smile, everyone secretly complained in their hearts: I believe you, a ghost!

Lin Mo didn't let Chu Wange actually make a move, but said:

"Wanting to challenge me is of course fine, but since it's an arena battle, then we must follow the rules of the arena battle."

"It's just that I'm very curious; as far as I know, the rules of the arena battle are different every year. How did you confirm that you would definitely be able to challenge me?"

Ye Chen's ranking among the freshmen of the Nine Great Academies this year belongs to the middle-to-lower level, and his position is on the lowest seventh-layer Enlightenment Platform.

There is still a whole layer between him and the ninth layer; if it were according to the rules of the previous arena battle, even if he challenged, he would have to proceed layer by layer.

Even if his talent is astonishing and he can stage a comeback, it would take at least the second round of the arena battle to challenge Lin Mo.

How did he know that he would be qualified to challenge Lin Mo in this round?

This question surfaced in many people's hearts, but their gazes were cast toward Feng Shixiong He on the side at the same time.

Feng Shixiong He: "..."

However, Ye Chen didn't seem to notice the loophole in his words, but gave a hehe:

"You don't need to worry about this; in short, I hope you don't chicken out when the time comes!"

Oh, it's confirmed.

Everyone suddenly realized.

Feng Shixiong He, who was stabbed in the back to his face: "..."

Lin Mo's right eyebrow raised, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face: "Fine, then I'll wait."

After finishing, he ignored everyone, but reached out and patted Chu Wange's shoulder:

"Let's go, friend! Let's go eat!"

"Not fighting?"

"We have to fight, but eating is more important first." Lin Mo smiled, "Today's menu should have Cantonese roast goose; the master invited is an authentic old master from Guangdong province. The roast goose and char siu are made perfectly, paired with plum sauce, tsk tsk..."

"Mm-hmm!"

Hearing his description, Chu Wange couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva and nodded forcefully.

"By the way, where is your natal flying sword? Has it come out?"

"Soon."

"Did you name it?"

"It has a name, Shanhe."

He turned his head to look and saw that Long A was still on the phone, his voice coming through intermittently:

The two of them just like this, you say one word, I say one word, chatting as they walked toward the other side of the mountain path.

Everyone was confused on the spot.

What are we doing here?

Oh, it was to watch Chu Wange's natal flying sword...

Everyone recovered their senses, only to hear Ye Chen say to Feng Shixiong He: "Feng Shixiong He, regarding the hundred-day Foundation Establishment method, there is still a part of the content I don't quite understand; could you please give me some pointers?"

The crowd, who were originally prepared to disperse, heard this and pricked up their ears again at the same time.

Only to see Feng Shixiong He silent for a moment, and say to Ye Chen:

"I still have things to be busy with next; you should ponder it yourself these few days, don't come up again."

After finishing, he also flicked his sleeves and left, disappearing in front of everyone very quickly.

Leaving only Ye Chen standing alone on the spot, confused.

Evening time, Pavilion Courtyard Room 88.

Lin Mo skillfully input the True Extreme Flame into that nearly pure white flame, and then this flame was again pinched by Zhuang Weiwan with Dao incantations and sent into the ancient tripod.

After the ancient tripod erupted with rolling steam, Zhuang Weiwan nodded with satisfaction:

"Junior Brother is using the True Extreme Flame more and more skillfully, and the efficiency of purifying Dao fire is also much faster than a few days ago."

Lin Mo smiled and said: "It's still thanks to Senior Sister's teaching."

After finishing, he seemed to think of something and asked: "Senior Sister, have the details for this year's arena battle come out?"

Zhuang Weiwan was stunned: "Have they come out?"

You're asking me?

He tilted his head, and question marks appeared on his head.

Zhuang Weiwan also recovered her senses, hurriedly took out her spirit machine from her bosom, clicked on the work group, and only then discovered a long string of message pop-ups.

"Ah! The team leaders had a meeting last night, and I missed it!"

She exclaimed, and then her fingers slid quickly on the screen:

"Emm, let me see... found it, the rules for the arena battle have been preliminarily formulated."

As expected... Lin Mo continued to ask: "For this year's arena battle, can one challenge across layers?"

Zhuang Weiwan said with some surprise: "It seems so, Junior Brother, how did you know?"

A crazy person told me... Lin Mo complained in his heart.

Zhuang Weiwan said while looking at the spirit machine:

"The rule is that if you win ten consecutive challenges, you can challenge any opponent; it is specifically noted here: there is no limit to the layer of the Enlightenment Platform."

"And the time has also been set, it's in four days."

The time of the arena battle was no different from what Lin Mo predicted; it was indeed held on July 20th.

"By the way! Junior Brother, how is your 'Flame Ember Burning Refinement' practice going?" Zhuang Weiwan clenched her fists in encouragement, "Time is running out, you have to work hard~!"

Looking at her dark circles that perfectly blended with the night, and her pale complexion that looked like a ghost, Lin Mo's mouth twitched.

Senior Sister, you should cheer for yourself first; if you keep working this hard, you might not live until the day of the arena battle.

As for me...

Lin Mo glanced at the "Flame Ember Burning Refinement" on the panel that had already entered the Perfect Completion Realm; all fear stems from insufficient Merit Value, as long as there is enough Merit Value...

The corners of his mouth curved slightly upward:

"A mere Ye Chen? He can be turned into ashes with a flick of a finger!"

Immediately following, his index finger bent slightly, straightened, and then he saw the familiar prompt flash on the interface:

【Merit Value +1】