Chapter 119: Both Father and Son Are Freakishly Strong!

In the distance,

Lin Mo and the three women stopped in their tracks, watching Lin Tianhao brutally beat Shanben Jianyi.

"That…"

"Lin Mo boss, that guy over there pounding the Japanese dog like a punching bag—is he really your dad?"

Han Mengqing pointed at the imposing figure in the distance and asked Lin Mo beside her.

Lin Mo watched his father's crude, violent fighting style, his lips twitching slightly before he nodded:

"Yeah, that's my dad."

"My dad's just got this temper…"

Hearing Lin Mo's confirmation, Han Mengqing couldn't help but complain:

"Too brutal…"

"My sister just said that little bastard took a banned drug—his level was forcibly raised by ten! And he was holding a specialized weapon!"

"A level 95 little bastard, beaten like a dead dog?"

As she spoke, Han Mengqing gestured wildly, her face filled with shock.

"This is the might of the Thunder Emperor of Longguo."

Han Mengyao stared at Lin Tianhao's figure, her voice tinged with respect as she spoke slowly:

"I heard that when Uncle Lin was still on the front lines, he was called 'One Man, One Army.'"

"Back then, as long as he was on the battlefield, even alone, he could crush the enemy into silence."

"But later, he voluntarily stepped away from core power to return home and be with his wife and child."

"Otherwise, he would surely hold one of the five seats in Longguo's highest leadership."

"Whoa…"

"The Five Seats?"

Han Mengqing drew in a sharp breath.

As a military second-generation, she knew full well the value of the Five Seats.

They were the five people at the very top of Longguo's power pyramid!

They controlled the nation's highest decision-making authority, military command, and resource allocation.

You could say, if those five elders stomped their feet, all of Longguo—and even the entire world—would shake.

They were truly the one man below everyone else, above ten thousand ten thousand others!

"My god…"

Han Mengqing's gaze at Lin Mo changed completely, "I always thought Uncle Lin was just the city defense commander of Jianghai City—never knew he had this kind of background?"

Han Mengyao nodded and added:

"That's right—and strictly in terms of strength, Uncle Lin could easily rank among Longguo's top five. In extreme cases, even top three isn't out of the question."

Hearing this, Chu Lingxuan's eyes flickered between Lin Tianhao in the distance and Lin Mo beside her.

Her cheeks flushed slightly as she murmured:

"Dad's in Longguo's top five… son's the absolute #1 in Longxu Class…"

"Lin Mo, you two… really are ridiculously overpowered."

At that moment,

Lin Tianhao seemed to sense Lin Mo and the others—he waved toward them:

"Brat! What are you standing around for? Come here!"

Lin Mo shrugged:

"Let's go take a look."

The group broke into a run.

Before they reached him, Lin Tianhao's booming voice rang out again:

"Hey, you—Mengqing girl, right? Hurry over and heal this little beast, don't let him die just yet."

"Oh! Okay!"

Han Mengqing, unusually sweet-looking, sped up toward him.

Soon,

A soft glow enveloped Shanben Jianyi's body.

The next second,

Shanben Jianyi, who had been in deep unconsciousness, suddenly snapped his eyes open!

His bloodshot eyes were filled with terror and agony!

"Aaaah—!!!!!!"

A piercing scream echoed across the wasteland.

His body convulsed violently, as if countless ants were gnawing at his nerves!

"Aaaah! Kill me! Kill me!!!"

Shanben Jianyi thrashed his mangled body wildly.

"What the hell?"

Lin Tianhao was startled by the sudden turn of events.

He stared blankly at Shanben Jianyi writhing in agony, then at Han Mengqing, who looked utterly innocent.

"Girl, what did you do?"

"Uh… I healed him."

Han Mengqing said innocently.

At that moment, Xu Wenchang walked over.

He looked at the scene on the ground and explained to Lin Tianhao:

"Old Lin, this Han girl's healing technique is unusual—it's incredibly effective, but the process is… torturous."

"There's such a thing?"

Lin Tianhao widened his eyes, staring at Han Mengqing, "So she's a poison healer? A real talent."

Han Mengqing, embarrassed under his gaze, scratched her head.

"It's not like that."

Xu Wenchang nodded, watching Shanben Jianyi roll on the ground, and said to the group:

"As long as he doesn't die, that's fine—we need to take him back for interrogation, see if we can root out all the rats inside the country."

Lin Tianhao laughed loudly:

"Old Xu, let me handle the interrogation! I love interrogating these little beasts—who dares touch my son? They're asking for death."

"Fine, fine, you can interrogate him."

Xu Wenchang chuckled.

Shanben Jianyi now lay limp on the ground.

He gasped for breath, his eyes vacant.

He stared at the group surrounding him—especially the girl with the sweet smile and the broad-shouldered man.

His whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"Demons… you're all demons…"

Lin Tianhao ignored him, pulled Lin Mo closer, and switched to a concerned expression: "Son, you okay? Hurt anywhere?"

Lin Mo smiled:

"Really fine—they didn't even touch me."

"Phew… good, good."

Lin Tianhao exhaled in relief.

At that moment, Xu Wenchang also stepped forward, eyeing Lin Mo curiously:

"Lin Mo, what just happened? There were over four hundred level-40 players—how did you handle them?"

Lin Mo scratched his head, dismissing it casually:

"Oh, during the temple dungeon, we got some materials for a Thunder-Fire combo skill, so I learned it."

"Plus, I got lucky and dropped an extra Fire Element Fragment."

"I tried absorbing it, and ended up unlocking the special skill 【Fire Element Body】. Combined with the Thunder-Fire skill and Han's buff, the power just got a bit bigger."

"…"

Lin Tianhao and Xu Wenchang froze in place.

"Wait… what did you say?"

Lin Tianhao rubbed his ear, staring at his son in disbelief, "Special skill? You just said you unlocked a special skill?"

"Yeah. Fire Element Body."

Lin Mo nodded.

"Gah…"

Xu Wenchang sucked in a sharp breath, "One fragment? You used just one fragment to unlock a special skill?!"

"Yeah."

Lin Mo blinked, "I felt it absorb smoothly—perfectly, right away."

"My god..."

Xu Wenchang felt his head buzzing.

Throughout history,

absorbing the first fragment is the hardest.

Which prodigy hasn't had to absorb three or four shards just to barely unlock this special skill?

And this guy? Straight-up perfect absorption? One try?

"Monster... truly a monster..."

Xu Wenchang muttered to himself.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, Lin Tianhao burst into wild laughter:

"Hahahaha! No wonder he's my son! Awesome! Damn awesome!"

"One fragment unlocks a special skill! My son is truly a once-in-a-millennium genius! Hahahaha!"

At that moment,

Yamamoto Kenichi struggled, tears and snot streaming down his face, and spoke:

"Don't kill me... please, don't kill me!"

"I know a lot of intelligence! I know the 'Oni Clan'! Yes, I know the full list and abilities of this year's Oni Clan from the Great Ei Empire!"

"If you spare my life, I'll tell you everything!"

Yamamoto Kenichi looked at Lin Mo with desperate eyes:

"Lin Mo-san! Though you are powerful, the Oni Clan is the pride of our Great Ei Empire—and this year's is the strongest yet. Without my intelligence, you'll suffer heavy losses on the battlefield!"

"If you spare me, I'll help you. With my intelligence, Longguo will surely win!"

Yamamoto Kenichi stared at Lin Mo, full of hope.

In his view,

this was his only bargaining chip.

The Ten Nations Battlefield concerns vital strategic resources and exclusive weapons.

No nation dares to take it lightly.

Lin Mo glanced at him and said coolly:

"Oni Clan? Hmph. Sounds impressive enough."

"But you're mistaken. Whether you give your intel or not, it doesn't matter—the outcome will be the same. You... just wait to die."

Lin Mo's tone turned icy.

For these Ei people who sent assassins into the dungeon to kill him, he could never forgive this insult.

When they reached the Ten Nations Battlefield, the Ei people would learn what true despair and true terror meant!

Han Mengyao watched Lin Mo's back and felt her heart surge.

This was the demeanor a true powerhouse should possess!

Unafraid of any challenge, confident enough to crush all enemies!

"Good! Well said!"

Lin Tianhao's eyes shone with admiration.

He hated nothing more than timid, calculating scheming.

If his son had this kind of commanding presence, then as a father, he would stand by him!

"Hear that, you little bastard!"

Lin Tianhao raised his foot and stomped down hard.

"Aaaah—!!!"

"Your pathetic intel? I don't care! But my son not caring is one thing—your trying to blackmail us is another!"

Lin Tianhao sneered, "Want to live? In the Death Prison, you'll find death itself is the greatest luxury."

"Shut up!"

Slap!

A palm struck his face.

Yamamoto Kenichi rolled his eyes back and fainted completely.

Having dealt with the little bastard,

"Oh, by the way."

Lin Tianhao pulled Lin Mo aside with a mysterious grin.

"Son, let me show you something great."