Chapter 172: Killing the Person, Piercing the Heart! Killing the Person, Piercing the Heart!

Clang!

A blinding beam of golden light shot skyward from beneath Lin Mo's feet!

Massive Team Fuben completion experience poured into Lin Mo's body.

【Your level has increased to: Lv. 29 (70%)!】

At the same time,

an eerie silence, like death itself, fell over the entire floating ice island.

Several full seconds passed.

"Damn!!!"

Wang Dawei was the first to shout, "We cleared it!!!"

"We won! Hahahaha! We won!"

Ye Kong, overwhelmed with excitement, punched the ground.

Han Mengyao looked at the final time frozen on the panel; her usually calm face was now filled with unmistakable shock.

【Final completion time: 01 minute 50 seconds!】

01 minute 50 seconds!

This not only broke the record of 15 minutes 45 seconds set by the Ying Nation Ghost Assembly.

It pushed the benchmark a hundred years... a thousand years into the future!

What will people in the future feel when facing this record?

Looking at this record, the corner of Lin Mo's mouth also rose slightly.

【The 'Fireball' spell conjured a tiny flame hand, blew on it by the mouth: So boring, is that all?】

【The 'Earth Shield' spell also learned to look the part: Tsk, what a waste.】

【The 'Thunder Strike' spell flickered slightly: Too weak.】

"..."

Lin Mo's heart went mad with speechlessness.

Good lord.

So one after another, they're all putting on airs, huh?

But, complaints aside.

Lin Mo glanced at his own panel, and the corner of his mouth curled wildly upward.

【Level: Lv. 29 (70%)】

The experience from the Team Fuben is indeed fat enough to drip oil!

That's already more than half the experience bar for level 29.

Doesn't that mean just sleeping a bit will get him to level 30?

Once at level 30, he can awaken a wave of water-element skills!

He hopes the water element will be less troublesome.

Lin Mo thought happily.

"Class Monitor my lord! You are a god!!!"

Han Mengqing rushed over excitedly.

"Too fierce! Really too fierce!"

Han Mengqing waved his fists excitedly, "What the hell mechanics! Before the Class Monitor my lord's absolute firepower, they are all just clouds!"

Chu Lingxuan also looked at Lin Mo with starry eyes, clasping her hands together:

"Lin Mo, you really did it..."

Lin Mo raised both hands and gently pressed them down, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"Keep it low profile, keep it low profile."

"Eh? Wait!"

Han Mengqing suddenly noticed, "Holy crap! Class Monitor my lord! You're level 29?!"

That shout drew everyone's attention.

Everyone sucked in a sharp breath.

Han Mengqing looked at his own panel, feeling like crying but having no tears, "I'm only level 27..."

Wang Dawei wore a look of utter despair:

"I'm only level 26! I thought I was grinding monsters and leveling up every day too, so why is the gap so huge?"

At this moment,

the other students of the Long Xu Ban looked at each other in silence.

Most people were stuck at level 26; only a few elites like Ye Kong and Han Mengyao had reached level 27.

However, compared to Lin Mo, they were still far behind.

Ye Kong rolled his eyes from the side and couldn't help but speak up:

"Dawei, can you use your brain?"

"With the Class Monitor's freakish firepower, the monster-clearing efficiency is at least dozens of times ours! How can the leveling speed be the same? What's there to be surprised about?"

Hearing Ye Kong's explanation like that.

everyone suddenly understood.

Indeed, mages are naturally the kings of area clearing.

Let alone a hexagon-shaped great demon king like Lin Mo who has mastered high-tier skills in two elements? This monster-clearing efficiency is on an entirely different dimension.

Upon hearing this, Wang Dawei couldn't help but let out a long sigh:

"As the saying goes, it's not scary when a genius has talent; it's scary when a genius has high talent and still grinds themselves to death!"

"Class monitor, you must have stayed up all night grinding mobs privately, right? That's too ruthless!"

Hearing Wang Dawei's sigh,

Lin Mo coughed twice, a hint of guilt flashing in his eyes.

Grinding?

What the hell am I grinding...

It's purely the skills inside my body grinding on their own.

Even during my afternoon nap, I had to run out to grind mobs and race...

Of course, this matter must never be spoken of under any circumstances.

However...

The atmosphere has been heated up to this point.

Lin Mo cleared his throat and said earnestly:

"Talent can indeed determine a person's lower limit, but only endless sweat can raise a person's upper limit!"

"You only saw me at level 29, you saw me one-shot the BOSS. But how do you know how much unimaginable effort I put in during the late nights you couldn't see?"

Lin Mo shamelessly delivered some ideological education:

"So, everyone must absolutely not slack off; we must continue to work hard!"

The crowd was stunned by this sudden injection of chicken soup.

Thinking about it carefully, it really is the case.

The class monitor is so invincible; he must have paid unimaginable blood and sweat privately!

Not just staying up all night grinding mobs.

But also staying up all night comprehending elements, having 24-hour brainstorming sessions, to achieve such an outrageous degree!

For a moment, the looks everyone directed at Lin Mo were filled with respect.

Han Mengyao looked at Lin Mo, her eyes filled with sincere admiration:

"Class monitor, you are almost level 30; you can start learning water-element skills from Han Laoshi. With your comprehension, you will likely achieve 'Condensing Water into Ice' very soon."

Hearing Han Mengyao mention Han Xue,

Han Mengqing immediately rushed over:

"By the way, older sister, I wanted to ask you this before."

"When you saw that Han Laoshi Xue today, why were you so surprised? Is she famous? She looks so young."

Han Mengyao's expression grew slightly solemn, and she nodded.

"She is not only famous; five years ago, she was the most dazzling existence in the entire Dragon Kingdom."

"Five years ago, Han Laoshi Xue was the class monitor of that year's 'Long Xu Ban'."

"Ah?"

Han Mengqing exclaimed, "She was also the class monitor of the Long Xu Ban?"

"That's right."

Han Mengyao continued:

"Back then, Han Laoshi Xue's attainment in the Ice Element was unparalleled, with no predecessor."

"The Long Xu Ban she led remained undefeated in the War of Ten Thousand Nations!"

"They successively annihilated the 'Burning Heaven Ban' of the same generation from the Indian Nation, the 'Bai Hu Camp' of the Great Cold Nation, and even severely wounded the Adam's Family genius of the same generation."

"Sss—!"

The sound of gasping for air rose and fell among the crowd.

Wang Dawei's eyes widened:

"Holy crap! That's so fierce?"

"Indeed impressive."

Han Mengyao nodded. "However, three years ago, Han Laoshi Xue's younger brother was ambushed by the Adam's Family in the War of Ten Thousand Nations and unfortunately died in battle."

"Since then, Han Laoshi Xue's hair turned white overnight, and she went into seclusion for three years."

Han Mengyao raised her head and looked at her younger sister. "That is why I was so surprised. The Ice Emperor, who disappeared for three years, suddenly appeared at the class monitor's new student trial, and even voluntarily proposed to take the class monitor as her disciple."

Ye Kong, listening from the side, nodded thoughtfully.

"Actually, this isn't strange."

"After all, the talent our class monitor has displayed is too heaven-defying."

"Geniuses always appreciate each other."

"Han Laoshi must have seen the potential in the class monitor and hopes that in the future, he can crush the Adam's Family for her in the War of Ten Thousand Nations."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.

Just then,

Han Mengqing suddenly said:

"By the way, did we forget the most important thing? Didn't those little devils from the Ying Nation leave a message to provoke us? Shouldn't we leave something too?"

"Right, right, right!"

Wang Dawei slapped his forehead. "We must leave a message! Leave a fierce message!"

The crowd immediately began discussing in a clamor.

"What should we leave? Just write 'Ying Nation brats, not worth a fight'?"

"Too cliché. How about writing, 'Is this all you have to challenge Dragon Nation? Go home and drink milk!'"

"No, no, not domineering enough!"

Watching the crowd discuss with great fervor.

Lin Mo thought for a moment, then smiled and waved his hand.

"Alright, stop arguing. I know what to do."

Lin Mo shifted his thought.

Behind the record for the 【Burial Dragon Snowfield】 Team Fuben, he began to leave a message.

【15 minutes 45 seconds? This record is truly boring. Are you all sitting the month in there? My grandmother pushing a wheelchair hits faster than you all—Long Xu Ban, Lin Mo】

"Hiss..."

Seeing this message, everyone couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath of cold air.

"Too arrogant! So satisfying!"

"Class monitor is awesome! If those little devils from Ying Country see this message, they'll probably spit blood on the spot!"

"Killing the person and piercing the heart! Killing the person and piercing the heart!"

Lin Mo clapped his hands in satisfaction.

"Alright, wrap it up."

He turned around and looked at the teleportation rift not far away.

"Let's go, get out."

"A record of less than two minutes... I estimate the outside is already in an uproar."