Chapter 129: Set Up?

Under Xu Wenchang's lead, the group arrived at the adjacent high-level arena.

This was a massive open-air structure.

It was surrounded by twelve huge stone pillars, and the ground was paved entirely with extremely hard black iron rock.

"Wow—"

As soon as he stepped onto the field, Han Mengqing let out an exclamation: "This is way too big! Much more imposing than that small cage just now!"

Lin Mo stood at the edge of the field, his gaze sweeping over the vast open space.

It was indeed big enough.

A rough estimate suggested the area was at least a full lap larger than a standard football field, perhaps even more.

Here,

whether launching large-scale skill bombardments or conducting high-speed mobile combat, there was ample room to maneuver.

"Now this is more like it."

Han Mengyao glanced around, nodded in satisfaction, and said:

"That small place in the junior arena was only enough for that Ye Kong to jump around twice. If Lin Mo really fought there, one skill would probably blow the roof off."

Chu Lingxuan nodded in deep agreement:

"Indeed, Lin Mo's skill ranges are all very large."

"If the space were too small, it would be easy to accidentally injure the audience. This field size is just right, perfect for Lin Mo to perform."

Just then.

the 'Fireball Technique', which had been active all night, woke up.

【'Fireball Technique' yawned: What a comfortable sleep~ Hmm? Where is this? What's going on?】

【'Fireball Technique' asked in confusion: Eh? Where's Second Brother? Big guts! The Big Brother has woken up, yet you don't come out to welcome him?】

Hearing this, Lin Mo glanced at the panel.

【Your skill 'Earth Shield Technique' is in deep seclusion, currently deducing a new skill...】

"Second Brother is developing a new skill; don't disturb it."

【'Fireball Technique' frowned, somewhat skeptical: Developing a new skill? That one?】

Lin Mo ignored 'Fireball Technique'.

He turned his gaze toward the distant Ye Kong and said in his heart:

"Alright, let's not worry about that for now. See that guy in the white suit over there? We're going to fight him later."

"That guy is space-attribute; he'll definitely rely on his mobility to get right up in our face."

"Remember the combo we used against that 'Shadow Wing Demon Lord' in the Trial Tower during the major exam?"

【'Fireball Technique' pondered for a moment, then immediately got excited: I remember! Of course I remember! That was one of my highlight moments!】

"As long as you remember."

Lin Mo looked at the distant Ye Kong, his expression calm:

"Once he gets close, we'll use that combo and send him flying."

【'Fireball Technique' sneered disdainfully: Hmph, what kind of earth chicken and clay dog dares to provoke us? I'll make him know later why the flowers are so red!】

On the other side.

Director Su looked at the huge arena before him, his brows slightly furrowed:

"Old Xu, is it really necessary to come here?"

"Two kids in their twenties sparring; the junior arena should be completely sufficient, right? You're overestimating that student named Lin Mo."

Upon hearing this, Xu Wenchang merely smiled mysteriously and waved his hand, saying:

"Director Su, just wait and see."

Having said that,

Xu Wenchang offered no further explanation.

He turned around and spoke to Lin Mo and Ye Kong:

"Alright, before the official fight begins, Director Su will cast a 【Soul Protection】 on each of you."

"You should have experienced this during the major exam; it can preserve your last breath and lock your last bit of health."

Speaking of this, Xu Wenchang's tone became somewhat more serious:

"Moreover, with Director Su here, as long as you have that last breath, Director Su can save you."

"So!"

"In this battle, you need not have any reservations!"

"No holding back! No stopping at a mere point! Show me all your skills!"

"The class monitor of Long Xu Ban is not chosen by mouth, but fought out with fists! Everyone in the class must be convinced!"

"Do you understand?"

Xu Wenchang sized up the two of them.

"Understood!"

Ye Kong responded loudly, burning with fierce battle intent in his eyes.

Lin Mo lazily made an "OK" gesture.

"Received."

At the same time.

The other students accompanying Long Xu Ban had also gathered on the stands.

Though there were not many, only a dozen or twenty, the atmosphere was exceptionally fiery.

"Hey, tell me, who do you think will win?"

"Does that even need asking? It's definitely Ye Kong. A Space-type fighting a Mage? Isn't that a father beating his son? A hard counter!"

"Exactly. Space Walkers are known as 'Mage Killers.' Once they teleport close, a Mage's fragile body is gone in one combo."

"Lin Mo may be number one on the rankings, but his class is still a Mage. Once he's closed in on, he's basically useless."

"I bet all the money I had on Ye Kong! Ten million! If I win this round, it'll be a hundred million!"

"Me too, I bet everything I had!"

Everyone's chatter leaned overwhelmingly toward Ye Kong.

Even though Lin Mo was number one.

But in this world, class counters were common knowledge.

Fragile damage-dealing classes feared being closed in on, let alone facing an opponent with a top-tier class possessing teleportation abilities.

In a corner of the crowd.

The boy who had originally wanted to bet on Lin Mo but was talked into betting on Ye Kong was now looking toward the distance with a conflicted expression.

There, Han Mengqing was holding that small ledger, grinning foolishly.

"Hehehe... so much money... so much money..."

Seeing Han Mengqing's money-obsessed look, the boy inexplicably felt something was off.

Why was the house smiling so happily?

Could it be... that he had truly been set up?

But how could Ye Kong lose?

Never mind, at least there's a guarantee of compensation.

"Alright, Lin Mo, Ye Kong, if you're ready, go take your positions on opposite sides."

Xu Wenchang glanced at the two and said calmly.

Immediately,

Lin Mo and Ye Kong walked toward the central arena, standing at opposite ends a hundred meters apart.

Seeing the two in position, Director Su lightly raised her hand.

A beam of white light flew from her fingertips, split into two, and instantly vanished into their bodies.

【Soul Protection】 status, successfully applied!

A faint white film appeared on both of them, then faded from sight.

"Since everyone is ready..."

Xu Wenchang took a deep breath and suddenly waved his hand:

"Then... begin!"

The instant his words fell.

Ye Kong's eyes instantly became razor-sharp.

No wasted words.

His right hand clenched in the void, and a Tang Blade instantly appeared in his grasp.

Swish—!

His figure vanished instantly from the spot.

A hundred meters was nothing to a Space-type; it was but a thought.

The next moment.

The space rippled like water.

Ye Kong's figure appeared before Lin Mo.

This was the terror of the Space Walker!

Ignoring distance!

Ignoring obstacles!

Instantly cutting to the backline!

"Lin Mo, it's over!"

Ye Kong's gaze was cold, and the Tang Blade in his hand slashed mercilessly at Lin Mo.