Chapter 188: So Long as It's Comprehended, That's Micro-Control Maxed Out!

Under the great tree.

Lin Mo no longer paid any attention to the skills' bickering.

He stood up and casually brushed the grass clippings off his backside.

Seeing Lin Mo stand up.

The group not far away immediately perked up and hurried over to meet him.

"Lin Mo!"

Han Xue walked at the very front, a hint of anticipation in her tone.

"How did it go?"

"Just now… what did you comprehend?"

Han Xue's hands unconsciously clenched tight.

She had a vague premonition.

That mid-tier self-created skill she was so proud of had probably already been subjected to some terrifying improvement by the youth before her eyes.

Lin Mo looked at the expectant gazes of the crowd.

"Mm… not bad, I guess."

"I just followed the line of thinking behind Han Laoshi's skill and extrapolated a little."

"Seems like… I accidentally comprehended a high-tier skill, 【Severe Winter · Wan Renbing Burial Array】."

The moment these words came out.

Everyone exchanged glances.

"H-high-tier skill?!"

Fang Lei and Li Xue'er exchanged a look.

"Severe Winter · Wan Renbing Burial Array?"

"There's no such move among the high-tier skills, is there?"

Principal Guhe and Xu Wenchang were also stunned.

They were worldly and well-read, yet they had never heard of this skill's name either.

Every single person, in unison, turned their gaze toward Han Xue, who had delved deepest into the ice element.

At this moment, Han Xue was staring fixedly at Lin Mo:

"Severe Winter · Wan Renbing Burial Array…"

"Lin Mo, this… is a skill you created yourself?"

Lin Mo rubbed his chin.

"Uh… I guess so?"

"It's not in any of the existing skill books?"

Hearing Lin Mo's counter-question, Han Xue shook her head:

"No."

"As far as I know, among all the high-tier ice-element skills in the entire world, this move does not exist."

Receiving Han Xue's confirmation.

At this moment, a look of shock appeared on every face.

Fang Lei gaped:

"Oh my god…"

"Just one glance at Han Laoshi's mid-tier self-created skill, and not only did he perfectly replicate it, he even improved it into an entirely new high-tier self-created skill?!"

Li Xue'er clutched her head with both hands, feeling her worldview collapse.

"This is way too absurd!"

"He's only a freshman!!!"

Xu Wenchang also exchanged glances with Zhang Daoyuan.

Although they all believed that if Lin Mo were to come up with an ice-element high-tier skill today, they wouldn't find it strange at all.

But they had never said…

That freaking self-created high-tier skill could come out of it!

Han Xue stood on the spot, her face written full of horror.

Severe Winter · Wan Renbing Burial Array.

This skill's name did indeed sound connected to her own self-created mid-tier skill.

Just by imagination, he had forcibly elevated her self-created skill to the high-tier level?

If the person standing before Han Xue weren't named Lin Mo.

She would never, ever believe such an absurd thing could happen, even if you killed her!

"G-good… very good…"

Han Xue worked hard to steady her emotions.

"Lin Mo, give it a try."

"Let me see just how powerful this high-tier skill you created really is!"

Hearing Han Xue's words.

Lin Mo nodded.

"Alright, Han Laoshi."

Having said that,

He turned and walked away, facing the countless specially-made wooden stakes in the center of the plain.

The eyes of the entire venue were focused on Lin Mo's back.

Lin Mo stood still.

He raised his right hand and calmly issued the command in his heart.

"Little Ice, it's up to you."

【【Ice Cone Technique】 let out an excited, coquettish shout: "Hehe, watch this Young Lady's performance!"】

Hum—!!!

Almost in an instant.

An extremely terrifying aura of bitter cold descended, as if it could freeze even souls!

This was no ordinary cold.

This was a deathly stillness of cold that could strip away the breath of life!

Behind.

Zhang Daoyuan's face changed abruptly.

"Not good!"

Without any hesitation, he swung his hand backward.

A giant tower shield was instantly summoned by him.

Boom!

The tower shield slammed heavily onto the ground.

A barrier expanded violently outward.

Locking everyone firmly within its protection.

"Nobody move!"

Zhang Daoyuan glanced at those senior-year students and bellowed.

The instant his words fell.

That storm of bitter cold spread madly outward like a tsunami.

Crack crack crack crack crack—!!!

With Lin Mo at the center.

The plain ahead instantly transformed into a stretch of deathly white glacier!

Those countless wooden stakes were instantly wrapped in a thick layer of solid ice.

The storm swept through.

Boom!

The bitter cold slammed viciously into the barrier Zhang Daoyuan had deployed.

Although Zhang Daoyuan was a high-level powerhouse, withstanding the aftershocks of this advanced skill was no great strain.

Yet the layers of frost ripples surging across the barrier still made those hiding behind it feel an unutterable chill!

Fang Lei was so startled he plopped down on his backside, his voice trembling:

"Holy crap… th-this is the oppressive aura of the great demon king Lin Mo?"

Li Xue murmured:

"If Director Zhang hadn't put up the shield, we'd probably already be done for…"

The crowd looked through the barrier.

Not only were the ground and the wooden stakes frozen.

Even the air seemed to be veiled in a layer of snowy mist.

That was the wondrous sight of ice mist produced by the freezing of impurities and moisture in the air…

Ice crystals filled the sky, refracting a bone-chilling light beneath the sun.

Utterly beautiful.

Yet suffused with a deathly, suffocating pressure.

Han Xue stared ahead and murmured:

"This… is really an advanced skill…"

Lin Mo in the distance.

His gaze was utterly cold.

His raised right hand suddenly clenched into a fist in the air.

"Burst."

Pop pop pop pop pop…!

A series of muffled sounds came from within those frozen wooden stakes.

The sounds were not loud.

The crowd was stunned.

Looking from the outside.

The thick solid ice covering the surface of the wooden stakes remained perfectly intact.

No shards of ice flew.

No blades of ice danced wildly.

Everything… seemed utterly unchanged?

"This… did it fail?"

Fang Lei scratched his head, a little puzzled.

Li Xue'er was equally baffled.

All thunder, no rain?

Just then,

Lin Mo simply gave a casual wave of his hand.

Hum—

The extreme-cold domain shrouding the plain receded in an instant like the tide.

The solid ice coating the surface of those wooden stakes likewise dissolved into the air.

In the very instant the ice receded—

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The sound of snapping rang out in rapid succession.

Boom!

Countless wooden stakes, the instant they lost the support of their outer ice layer, all shattered with a roar!

The crowd looked closer.

Every single one of those fallen stakes was riddled with countless densely packed holes punched clean through!

On the inside, they had clearly been shredded to pulp.

"Ice blades… piercing through from the inside?!"

Han Xue murmured.

Fang Lei, Li Xue'er, and the others were so frightened their faces went deathly pale.

First, absolute zero for absolute encasement in ice.

Then, straight from the inside, a no-blind-spot ice-blade shredding!

Impossible to guard against!

This is the terrifying aspect of this high-tier skill!

Fang Lei and Li Xue'er exchanged a glance and couldn't help but shudder.

Just imagine—if you were the one frozen solid.

And then, from inside your body, thousands upon thousands of ice blades suddenly sprouted…

What kind of变态 torture skill is this?!

"Worthy of you, Great Demon King Lin Mo…"

Fang Lei swallowed hard and sighed.

At the same time,

Zhang Daoyuan also收起 his great shield.

He looked at the pile of shredded wood chips on the ground, turned his head toward Principal Guhe, and asked in a drawn-out tone:

"Principal…"

"This new batch of wooden stakes from the Academy of Sciences… must've been pretty expensive, right?"

Hearing this,

Principal Guhe's face froze.

"Oh damn, I forgot all about that!"

"Just one of these stakes costs several million to make!"

"The Academy of Sciences said these stakes can completely withstand mid-tier skills…"

"Even a newly comprehended, not-very-mastered high-tier skill should be able to take a few hits."

Principal Guhe was on the verge of tears.

That's right.

A newly comprehended high-tier skill—an ordinary person's control over it would never be that good; they simply couldn't bring out its proper power.

But he had forgotten one thing.

When it came to this kid Lin Mo comprehending skills, there had never been any such concept as "unfamiliar"!

The moment he comprehends something, his micro-control starts maxed out from the get-go!

All these wooden stakes—at least several hundred million's worth—wiped out in a single move…

Xu Wenchang, watching Principal Guhe's heartbroken expression from the side, patted his shoulder:

"Principal, it's fine."

"After all, this is the 'tuition' for our Dragon Nation's future Supreme Grand Mage—no loss at all, not even a little!"