Chapter 199: Are There Even Thresholds for Super-Tier Skills?

Kyoto University.

Afternoon sunlight filtered through the dense foliage lining the road, casting dappled shadows.

Lin Mo had eaten lunch and taken a nap, and now walked alone along the shaded avenue toward the Fuben center.

A gentle breeze brushed past, refreshing and invigorating.

Four-element Law King, seven high-tier skills at his side.

This feeling, indeed, was quite nice.

Just then.

In the skill bar.

【【Ice Spike Art】morphed into a stunning figure, rubbing her tiny hands with excitement: "Yay! Finally, it's my turn to shine!"】

【【Ice Spike Art】her eyes glowed with fervor: "Master, Master! Are we going into combat this afternoon?"】

【"Finally, I can show off for you!"】

【"Um… Master, if I get too brutal, too bloody during the Fuben …"】

【【Ice Spike Art】suddenly became shy, her form flushing faintly red: "You mustn't hold back—please scold me harshly!"】

【"The harder you scold me, the more excited I get, and the stronger my power becomes! Just thinking about it makes me tremble…"】

Listening to Xiao Bing's slightly deranged remarks.

Lin Mo stumbled in his steps.

"…"

Someone please rein in this twisted freak…

Lin Mo rubbed his temples in silence.

Before Lin Mo could speak.

【Fireball Art】could no longer bear it.

【【Fireball Art】flames erupted wildly as she stomped her feet in outrage: "Pfft! Disgusting! So disgusting!"】

【【Fireball Art】looked at Xiao Bing with utter disdain: "Your pathetic, lifeless little skill dares to dream of shining in combat?"】

【"Combat? That's my stage!"】

【"When my Meteor Firefall strikes, that's true world-shattering power!"】

【【Fireball Art】lifted her head haughtily: "Master, leave this Fuben to me—I'll burn every monster to ash!"】

Seeing their elder speak up.

The most loyal Xiao Tu immediately followed suit.

【【Earth Shield Art】crossed her arms, leaned forward to glance at 【Ice Spike Art】: "Exactly! You, new brat, stay behind—here, combat output is handled by Big Brother and Third Brother, and defense? That's me, Second Brother!"】

Pressured by Xiao Huo and Xiao Tu.

【【Ice Spike Art】immediately shed her twisted, bashful demeanor.】

【She instantly resumed her regal queenly posture, casting them a cold glance.】

【"Heh."】

【"You brutes—how could you possibly comprehend my art?"】

As she spoke.

From the other side of the skill bar, 【Lightning Strike Art】emerged.

【【Lightning Strike Art】faint lightning flickered across his form: "Too noisy."】

【【Lightning Strike Art】spoke with icy detachment: "True masters don't care about order of appearance—when I strike, the battle is already over."】

"Ah…"

Lin Mo let out a long sigh.

He was too tired to play peacemaker anymore.

Exhausted.

Drained.

Though his external power was indeed absurdly strong.

But it was also… painfully loud!

One hotheaded grindmaster, one flip-flopper, one twisted freak, plus one supreme braggart.

These four together? Absolutely perfect…

Lin Mo shook his head and softly spoke in his mind:

"Enough."

"Quiet down."

"Xiao Bing, this is your first combat—perform well."

"If you mess up, you know the consequence: three days of confinement."

Hearing Lin Mo's cold warning.

【【Ice Spike Art】shuddered, then blushed coyly: "Wah… Master, don't worry! I won't let you down!"】

【"I'll freeze every monster solid—then you must punish me hard, scold me even more…"】

Lin Mo rolled his eyes and ignored the twisted freak.

He quickened his pace toward the Fuben center.

…

Kyoto University, Fuben center.

The Fuben center was now packed with crowds.

Everywhere he looked, heads pressed together in a sea of black.

Nearly every student at Kyoto University with free time had crowded here.

"The Dragon Order class is striking again this afternoon—oh my god, I'm so excited!"

"Hmph, with Lin Mo the Demon King leading, they'll crush the record again this afternoon!"

"Of course! I heard the Demon King hit level 30 this morning and went straight to Han Xue's mountain retreat to learn Ice!"

"Whoa… so Lin Mo the Demon King got even stronger?"

"A bit."

Everyone's eyes burned with fervent anticipation.

Just then.

A commotion erupted at the crowd's edge.

"Move aside! The Demon King's coming!"

Whoosh—

The packed crowd instantly parted on both sides, spontaneously.

Lin Mo walked in, expression calm.

"Captain!"

"Over here! Why are you so late?!"

A short distance away.

Han Mengyao, Ye Kong, Chu Lingxuan, Han Mengqing, and Wang Dawei—the Dragon Order class freshmen—were gathered together.

Seeing Lin Mo approach.

Han Mengqing jumped up and waved excitedly.

Lin Mo stepped forward, glancing at them all.

"Waited long?"

Han Mengyao brushed a strand of hair from her ear and smiled lightly: "Don't listen to Mengqing—just arrived ourselves."

Ye Kong stepped forward, eyes brimming with curiosity:

"Captain, the commotion at the mountain this morning was huge…"

Han Mengqing's face was equally curious:

"Captain, we all heard—Han Xue Master unleashed a super-tier skill this morning. My god… she demonstrated a super-tier skill on your first day?"

"Tell us! Did you already learn the super-tier skill?"

At these words.

All Dragon Order students held their breath.

They stared at Lin Mo, afraid to miss a single detail.

Super-tier!

That was the legendary realm of the Magic God!

Facing their expectant gazes.

Lin Mo scratched his head and smiled.

"Heh, super-tier? I'm only level 30—how could I possibly have the strength?"

"My level's too low. My mental power isn't enough yet."

Hearing Lin Mo deny it outright.

"Phew—"

Ye Kong exhaled in relief.

He patted his chest and muttered:

"Good thing, good thing…"

"The Dark Lord hasn't gone so far as to become a Level 30 Magic God outright."

But the next second,

Ye Kong suddenly realized.

"Wait a minute!"

"Monitor, you just said… your mental power isn't enough? What does that mean?"

Lin Mo spread his hands, his tone casual:

"It means exactly what it sounds like."

"I've already touched the threshold of the high-rank realm and sensed the high-rank domain."

"Unfortunately, the arrival of the Faze requires an enormous amount of mental power to contain."

"My level is too low—the hardware can't keep up. I can't release it."

At these words,

everyone froze for a moment.

Ye Kong's mouth hung open, as if pondering something.

"No…"

"Do high-rank skills have a mental power threshold?"

Han Mengyao also looked utterly confused.

As a top student since childhood, she knew a lot.

But she had never heard of such a threshold for high-rank skills.

"Monster…"

Wang Dawei swallowed hard, his scalp prickling.

After all, everyone present was an elite of Dragon Order Class, and they instantly understood.

Most people who touch the high-rank threshold are already Level 80 or 90 masters.

Only a monster like Lin Mo could be held back by such an unheard-of condition.