Chapter 152: Losing to a Monster — Seems Like There's Really Nothing Shameful About It?

Xu Wenchang was also staring fixedly at Han Xue.

Letting Lin Mo become a student to someone carrying a blood-feud vendetta — he was a hundred times against it.

Too easy to be used as someone else's blade.

Faced with the two men's questioning and wariness.

Not a single ripple crossed Han Xue's face.

Her snow-white hair swayed ever so slightly.

"Use him to help me get revenge? Teacher Xu, Teacher Zhang, you're overthinking it."

Han Xue spoke slowly.

"Revenge is my own affair, Han Xue's alone. Even if I die in the end on the boundless seas beyond the ocean, I won't drag anyone else in."

"Don't forget — on the Myriad Nations Battlefield, talent itself is the original sin."

Han Xue's gaze swept over the two elders as she said slowly:

"Three years ago, my younger brother never deliberately provoked the Adams family. He merely ran into them on the Myriad Nations Battlefield, and you both know exactly how that turned out."

"The talent Lin Mo has shown is ten times — no, a hundred times — stronger than my brother's was."

"When he encounters the Adams family on the Myriad Nations Battlefield, do you really think they'll let Lin Mo go?"

Han Xue's expression was calm; she paused, then continued:

"Even if I do nothing, once Lin Mo enters the advanced Myriad Nations Battlefield in the future, he'll run into the Adams family sooner or later. There's no need for me to deliberately use him as a blade."

With those words spoken.

Xu Wenchang fell silent.

Zhang Daoyuan opened his mouth as well, yet couldn't muster a single word of rebuttal.

Because what Han Xue said was the truth.

On the Myriad Nations Battlefield, life and death are one's own responsibility — that is the unspoken rule every nation observes.

Heaven knows how many prodigies of Dragon Nation have died at the hands of the Adams family.

And plenty of Adams family members have died at the hands of Dragon Nation's prodigies too.

The Myriad Nations Battlefield is a death-to-the-death fighting pit.

Which means, once Lin Mo crosses paths with the Adams family in the future, he will inevitably make enemies of them.

There's simply no need for Han Xue to stir things up in the shadows.

"As for what Director Zhang said, about the ice-element talent issue…"

Han Xue turned her gaze toward Zhang Daoyuan. "Don't forget — Lin Mo is a blank-slate mage with no elemental affinity whatsoever."

"With that kind of class talent, he mastered fire, earth, and lightning — why couldn't he master ice as well?"

"I have ample reason to believe that Lin Mo has a very real chance of being an unprecedented, all-element master mage in this world!"

Zhang Daoyuan's whole body jolted.

All-element mastery?!

In this world, dual-element cultivation already makes one a genius; tri-element mastery makes one a monster.

All elements?

Never seen it.

But applied to Lin Mo… it somehow seemed utterly reasonable!

Han Xue continued her calm analysis:

"Right now Lin Mo has mastered fire and lightning — the two elements representing the pinnacle of offense — and earth, the element representing the pinnacle of defense."

"But he's still missing one thing: ice, the pinnacle of control."

"Lin Mo's almost level 30, isn't he? Once he hits 30, learning ice to shore up his weakness is the most correct choice."

"And within Dragon Nation, I daresay no one is more qualified than I, Han Xue, to be his ice-element mentor."

Xu Wenchang and Zhang Daoyuan exchanged a look.

Han Xue's words were tightly logical, leaving them utterly unable to rebut.

"Hahaha…"

"Good, well said, Han Laoshi."

Principal Guhe revealed a gratified smile.

His deep gaze settled on Han Xue. "Han Laoshi, I'm glad you can step out of the shadow of the past and once again stand in the position of a teacher to analyze a student's growth."

Principal Guhe turned to look at Xu Wenchang and Zhang Daoyuan:

"The two of you, I think Han Laoshi is right."

"If Lin Mo can complete the ice element's pinnacle of control at level 30, he'll become a truly flawless hexagonal demon king."

"And having Han Laoshi here — an ice-element genius who has mastered several high-tier self-created ice skills — personally teach him is the most fitting choice of all."

Xu Wenchang and Zhang Daoyuan exchanged a glance, gave a small nod, and voiced no further objection.

After all, undeniably, Han Xue truly is the person in Dragon Nation — and indeed in the world's history — who understands ice the deepest.

Without equal.

Apart from her, there really is no one qualified to be Lin Mo's mentor.

However,

Principal Guhe's tone shifted.

"But…"

"All of this must be predicated on Lin Mo's own willingness."

"Our Capital University, or the Long Xu Ban, has never forced a student to walk the path we've laid out for them."

"He's reached level 30. Will he learn the ice element or not? Will he be willing to accept you as his personal mentor?"

"These are all for him to decide himself."

"If he's unwilling, then forget it. Understand?"

Principal Guhe's voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable will.

This was also the bottom line of the Dragon Nation's top academy—respecting a genius's own choice.

Han Xue did not hesitate in the slightest, lowering her head slightly:

"I understand, Principal."

"If he's unwilling, then he won't learn well either. I also understand the principle that you can't force an unripe melon to be sweet."

Having received Han Xue's promise, Principal Guhe nodded with satisfaction.

"Alright then."

Principal Guhe turned his gaze back to the screen:

"Let's continue watching the trial then. It's not over yet."

Xu Wenchang, who was standing nearby, heard this and teased:

"Principal, what's there still worth watching? The rest is probably just a clean sweep."

Hearing these words.

Zhang Daoyuan's expression turned somewhat unsightly.

As the director of the second year, his own students had been swept clean despite a hundred-fold numerical disadvantage.

No matter who it was, it wouldn't feel good.

Looking at Zhang Daoyuan's expression.

Xu Wenchang consoled him:

"Alright now, Old Zhang, try to look on the bright side."

"Lin Mo's achievements are bound to be terrifyingly beyond what you and I can look up to."

Xu Wenchang blinked and continued:

"Wait until later, when Lin Mo becomes the Dragon Nation's pillar of national defense, an invincible existence…"

"By then, being swept by Lin Mo would also be a kind of glory, wouldn't it!"

"Get lost!!"

Zhang Daoyuan trembled all over with rage, slapping Xu Wenchang's hand away. "Old Xu, no one would treat you as a mute if you didn't speak!"

Although he said that.

In Zhang Daoyuan's heart, he had actually already faintly accepted Xu Wenchang's logic.

That's right.

Losing to this kind of monster… seemed… indeed nothing to be ashamed of?

……

……

At the same time.

Brave's Main City, Central Plaza.

"Zzzt… zzzt…"

Shen Jun gripped the communicator in his hand tightly.

"Gangzi?"

"Where is everyone? Say something!"

"Is anyone there? What about the seventh squad? The eighth squad? Respond if you receive this!"

No response.

Only the chaotic sound of static.

"Jun… Jun-ge…"

Zhou Kai swallowed hard with some disbelief. "Stop shouting… they… were all wiped out…"

Hearing this.

Shen Jun suddenly looked at the squad member list on the panel.

The list representing five hundred people, five squads, had all dimmed.

"No way?"

"Five hundred people, wiped out by Lin Mo alone?"

Shen Jun murmured, his expression turning somewhat dazed.