Chapter 131: As Everyone Knows, Melee Mages Have Short Reach

Inside the arena.

Ye Kong's string of self-justifications instantly ignited the pack of gamblers in the stands who had lost until their eyes were red.

"Yeah! One more match! We have to have one more match!"

A boy waved his arm, his face flushed red as he bellowed:

"We were careless just now! We didn't have enough intel! Who the hell knew a mage would fight in melee?!"

"Exactly! This counts as information fraud! This is entrapment!"

The people beside him chimed in as well.

The students' eyes had all gone red:

"Where's the bookie? Han Mengqing! Do you dare open the odds again?"

"Just one more fight. This time we'll be prepared, Ye Kong will definitely win! I want to win back everything I just lost, principal plus interest!"

"That's right! I just don't believe it. Ye Kong is an SSS-rank space-type. Now that we know the opponent fights in melee, how could he not just open the distance and kite him? This round is a guaranteed win!"

"Reopen the odds! We want our money back!"

The roar of voices rose higher and higher.

Although Ye Kong had already offered to cover the losses.

The feeling of losing money was just too unpleasant.

What's more, this was a loss caused by bad intel—a match that should've been a sure win had ended in defeat.

Driven by unwillingness, these usually rational children of fortune now completely transformed into gamblers who had lost all reason.

They firmly believed that Lin Mo's victory just now was purely thanks to a sudden burst of melee.

Once Ye Kong was prepared and used spatial jumps to open the distance, it would be a one-sided crush!

After all, Ye Kong himself had said his specialty was ranged combat.

After all, melee mages have short reach—that's common sense!

On the other side of the arena.

Lin Mo listened to the surrounding cries of "get our money back," and the corner of his eye twitched slightly.

He turned his head to look in Han Mengqing's direction.

Their gazes met in midair.

A mere 0.01-second exchange of looks.

The eyes confirmed it—they were people about to scam others together.

Just then,

Ye Kong stepped forward, his aura pressing in:

"Lin Mo! Did you hear that?"

"Everyone supports another match! If you're a man, stop being so wishy-washy!"

"Do you dare, or don't you? Speak up!"

Ye Kong's gaze was sharp.

He wanted to recover every bit of the face he had just lost.

Hearing this, Lin Mo scratched his head, his gaze slightly evasive.

He stammered:

"Huh? This… this really isn't necessary, is it?"

"Classmate Ye, you just said yourself that your specialty is ranged attacks…"

"Sure, I'm a mage, but I usually settle things with my fists. With you kiting all over the field, how could I possibly catch up to you?"

"That'd be bullying an honest man. I won't fight—my reach is too short."

As Lin Mo spoke, he even took half a step back.

This scene, in the eyes of the onlookers, was solid proof!

"I told you! He's definitely afraid of ranged!"

"Haha! He's panicking! He's panicking!"

At the same time,

Han Mengqing also jumped out.

She pointed at Lin Mo, looking utterly exasperated with him, and shouted loudly:

"Lin Mo! Look at you!"

"I told you long ago, don't neglect your training, don't neglect your training, practice a few ranged skills, but you just wouldn't listen!"

"All day long you only know how to play around with some lava battle armor and brawl!"

"And now look at you? The opponent's hitting your weak point! How are you gonna play?"

Han Mengyao and Chu Lingxuan, watching the two of them act, had rather odd expressions.

Holy shit…

Never practiced ranged?

Short reach?

How do the two of you manage to say this stuff without blushing?

Chu Lingxuan murmured:

"Mengqing, she… it's really a waste she doesn't go into acting…"

"And classmate Lin Mo… who would've thought, with those honest-looking thick brows and big eyes, he's got a whole bag of tricks when it comes to conning people…"

And not far away.

Xu Wenchang's eye corners were also twitching wildly at this moment.

Seeing Lin Mo looking as if his weakness had been exposed, he was also cursing wildly in his heart.

You, a mage, usually rely on your fists to eat?

Bullying you for having short arms, bullying you for being an honest person?

If I hadn't personally seen you bury over four hundred people in Tianbei City, I would have believed your nonsense!

In the center of the arena.

Ye Kong, seeing Lin Mo's evasive appearance, felt his heart settle completely.

The original tiny bit of worry vanished entirely.

As expected!

This guy is a pure melee mage!

A proud smile appeared on Ye Kong's face:

"What? Scared?"

"Lin Mo, if you dare not, then consider it your surrender; this class monitor position will be taken by me."

"For the upcoming Long Xu Ban collective action, all must follow my command."

Hearing this, Lin Mo frowned.

He took a deep breath, straightened his back, and his tone suddenly hardened:

"Heh, surrender?"

"Surrender is impossible; although I, Lin Mo, have short arms and am specialized, I was not raised by fear!"

"Since you insist on starting another round, since everyone wants to break even..."

Lin Mo gritted his teeth, looking as if he had thrown caution to the wind:

"Then let's come! Who is afraid of whom! At worst, I'll just chase you and chop!"

"Good! You have guts!"

Ye Kong shouted loudly, a hint of admiration showing in his eyes.

He put down the Tang sword in his hand, looked at Lin Mo, and spoke with a tone carrying some youthful spirit:

"Lin Mo, I, Ye Kong, respect you as a man!"

"Although I utilized class suppression and won somewhat unfairly, this class monitor position belongs to the capable!"

"But rest assured, regardless of the outcome of today's match, I, Ye Kong, acknowledge you as an opponent! Once I take the class monitor position, I will definitely save the vice monitor position for you! Our friendship has been forged through fighting!"

In Ye Kong's view, Lin Mo daring to accept a dead-end situation head-on was itself a display of a strong person's spirit.

Ye Kong's words also caused the atmosphere in the stands to reach a climax completely.

"Well said! Brother Kong is generous!"

"This is perspective! This is what a class monitor should look like!"

"Where is Han Mengqing? Stop dawdling, start the betting immediately!"

"Exactly! We want to place bets! We want to break even!"

"Dog bookie! Stop pretending to be dead! Come out and work!"

"This time we will go all-in on Ye Kong again! Let's see how you pay!"

"You just won our money, and now you want to run? No way!"

Countless eyes stared fixedly at Han Mengqing like hungry wolves.

The posture was as if, if Han Mengqing did not start the betting, they would rush down to rob her.

Surrounded by the crowd, Han Mengqing clutched that small notebook tightly, her face filled with 'resistance'.

She waved her hands repeatedly and shouted loudly:

"Not starting! I won't start this time!"

"You all know Lin Mo has short arms; Ye Kong will definitely kite; this round, Lin Mo is doomed to lose!"

"If I start the betting, isn't that just giving you money?"

"I'm not stupid! I won't do such a losing business! The money I just earned hasn't even warmed up yet!"

Han Mengqing looked determined not to be a sucker.

However,

The more she acted this way, the more the students were convinced that Lin Mo would definitely lose.

"Stop wasting words! Why didn't you say so when you were winning money just now?"

"Exactly! You won and now want to run? Where is such a rule?"

"You must start! Otherwise, we, the Long Xu Ban, will have no place for you!"

"Han Mengqing, if you do not start this betting today, it means you look down on all of us!"