Chapter 198: Long Nation Must Have Hit a Bug

After Lin Mo's figure completely vanished from sight.

Xu Wenchang stood in place, looking in the direction Lin Mo had left, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"Sigh..."

"What a monster."

Xu Wenchang counted on his fingers:

"In just this one morning, he learned three high-level Ice techniques, one high-level Thunder technique, and one of them he even comprehended himself..."

Counting to this, Xu Wenchang raised his head, his eyes filled with bitterness.

"Good heavens."

"Including the three he already knew, he now has a full seven high-level skills!"

"Heh..."

Xu Wenchang glanced at Guhe and Zhang Daoyuan, smiling self-deprecatingly:

"The three of us old men combined know exactly as many high-level skills as Lin Mo, this freshman!"

"How interesting!"

Hearing Xu Wenchang's words.

Zhang Daoyuan also sighed heavily beside him, his face full of being crushed.

"Old Xu, stop talking. Comparing people kills people."

Xu Wenchang laughed heartily.

"Alright, stop moping here."

He turned to look at Guhe:

"Principal, since everything is done, shall we head back?"

However,

Guhe shook his head.

"You three go back first."

"I won't be leaving."

"Huh?"

Xu Wenchang was stunned, looking at Guhe with some confusion.

Guhe ignored Xu Wenchang's confusion.

He directly crossed his legs and sat down on the ground.

"I want to stay here and comprehend."

"What Lin Mo just said was too profound."

"I must take this opportunity to thoroughly penetrate it right here; you three go back first."

"Ah, this..."

Xu Wenchang's mouth opened slightly.

Good heavens.

So urgent?

Never mind; once this old man enters this state, no one can dissuade him.

"Alright then."

"Then Principal, do your best on your own."

"Old Zhang, Teacher Han, let's withdraw!"

With that, everyone quietly left the back mountain plain.

Leaving only Guhe alone, sitting motionless on that dead silent ice plain.

At the same time.

Ying Nation, Supreme Academy.

Team Fuben Central Plaza.

At this moment, the entire plaza was packed with dense crowds of Ying Nation students.

Everyone stretched their necks, staring fixedly at the Team Fuben rift in the center of the plaza that shimmered with light.

Buzz—

Accompanied by a wave of spatial fluctuation.

Twenty figures stumbled out from the Team Fuben rift.

They were precisely the members of the Ying Nation's strongest genius organization, "Onmyoji Assembly," from this generation.

At this moment, these twenty people had lost their usual aloofness and arrogance; their faces were full of despair, even a hint of hopelessness.

Tiancao Zongyilang's eyes were bloodshot, his hair disheveled.

The moment he stepped out of the Team Fuben, he immediately pulled a tablet computer from his chest.

"Impossible..."

His fingers slid frantically across the screen.

Until now, he still believed it was his own fault for failing to find the perfect solution to this Team Fuben.

"How could this happen?"

"How exactly did Long Nation do it?"

The watching students from Ying Country erupted into murmurs as they saw them emerge, and the unchanged Team Fuben record.

"Did they fail?"

"Even my lord Oni no Shu, hailed as the strongest cohort, couldn't reclaim the record of Burial Dragon Snowfield?"

"This is insane… How did Long Country even manage it? Clearing a Hell-level Team Fuben in one minute fifty seconds—is that even human?"

"It's cheating! Absolutely cheating!"

"Yes! The Long Country people must have found some unknown loophole in this Team Fuben—exploited a BUG to achieve this score!"

The chattering murmurs of the students reached Kami no Tsuki Kyō's ears.

Kami no Tsuki Kyō clenched his teeth.

He glanced at the surrounding faces, filled with expectation yet unable to hide their disappointment.

He felt a searing pain on his face!

Shame!

Utter shame!

Just yesterday, when they had shattered Long Country's record, standing here, they had been so triumphant, basking in everyone's worship!

And yet, only one night had passed.

The record had been brutally crushed and reclaimed by Long Country!

Even today, they had personally entered, attempting to challenge again.

But they found they couldn't even match their own previous record.

"Enough, Tiancao."

Yanagi Ken'ichi reached out and gripped Tiancao Zongyilang's hand, still frantically swiping his tablet.

He sighed, speaking in a low, reassuring tone:

"Listen to the voices around you."

"Everyone believes Long Country found a loophole in 'Burial Dragon Snowfield'—that it's cheating, exploiting a BUG!"

"This isn't a matter of skill difference."

Yanagi Ken'ichi sneered:

"It's just one Team Fuben."

"Don't forget—we still hold the records for two other Team Fubens! Long Country can't possibly find loopholes in every single one!"

Hearing Yanagi Ken'ichi's words,

Tiancao Zongyilang still replied, half-mad:

"No… If Long Country can find a loophole, then I, Tiancao, can find one too!"

"But…"

"I have no clue at all… It's impossible…"

"You've really gone mad."

Yanagi Ken'ichi shook his head helplessly.

Then he glanced at the records above the cracks of the other two Team Fubens, and snorted:

"Tiancao, look—after an entire morning, the records for the other two Team Fubens are still ours."

"If Long Country truly had that power, they would've reclaimed the records long ago during this whole morning."

"Don't tell me Long Country people are used to waking up at noon?"

Hearing this,

Tiancao Zongyilang snapped his head up.

He seemed to suddenly awaken, as if struck by Yanagi Ken'ichi's words.

Of course…

If they truly had that power, they would've reclaimed the records immediately.

Seeing this, Yanagi Ken'ichi patted Tiancao Zongyilang's shoulder, his eyes blazing with murderous intent:

"Tiancao, if you really want to know how Long Country did it, it's simple…"

"Don't forget—our cohort's greatest strength is killing, not grinding Team Fubens for records."

"When we reach the Ten Nations Battlefield, we'll capture Long Country's Long Xu Ban, interrogate them brutally, and everything will become clear."

As he spoke, Yanagi Ken'ichi licked his lips, his gaze cold and sinister.

Hearing these words, Tiancao Zongyilang's madness gradually faded, replaced by a sickly excitement on his face.

"That makes sense…"

"We must interrogate them—I must find out what loophole they exploited that I, Tiancao, couldn't even detect."

At that moment,

Kami no Tsuki Kyō spoke coldly.

"Enough. Let's go."

His voice carried a fire of rage.

He didn't want to stay here another second, surrounded by the watching students—each moment felt like public execution.

Saying this,

Kami no Tsuki Kyō turned and strode out of the Team Fuben center.

The others, seeing this, suppressed their emotions and hurried after him.