Chapter 245: The Madman Yan Lie

Capital University, Team Fuben Center.

The students gathered here were all staring fixedly at the fuben rift where Lin Mo and the others had vanished.

Chatter rose and fell in waves.

"How long do you guys think the Great Demon King will take to come out this time?"

"Even asking is pointless — definitely another sub-two-minute speed-clear! That's the Great Demon King's baseline!"

"But this time the Great Demon King picked 【Netherworld Poison Swamp】."

A third-year student remarked with a sigh.

"That fuben's final boss mechanic is disgustingly nasty — at 80% and 40% HP, it gets a three-minute invulnerability phase each time."

Hearing this.

A freshman beside them was not pleased.

"Oh, so 'senior's' means Lin Mo can't speed-clear it?"

The third-year student quickly waved his hands and laughed bitterly:

"No, no, no, I didn't say that."

Joke around — in Capital U now, blindly believing in Lin Mo is political correctness. Dare to question it? A hundred people will drown you in spit.

"Lin Mo is invincible, alright! Speed-clear guaranteed!"

That third-year student's survival instinct was off the charts.

Just then.

His peripheral vision caught movement at the main entrance.

He turned to look.

"Huh?"

"Holy crap, why is Elder Nie here? And Feng too!"

Hearing this.

The surrounding students also turned to look one after another.

"It really is Elder Nie!"

"One of the five elders of the Celestial Pivot Hall! The Supreme President of our Dragon Nation Warriors' Association! Nie Zhenguo!"

"Oh my god! Why would a big shot like that, who only ever shows up on the news, come to our fuben center?"

"And Feng's here too — President Feng Cangqiong! The Supreme President of the Dragon Nation Mages' Association, also one of the five elders!"

A stir broke out among the crowd.

To these students, both of these men were figures who only existed on TV.

Never expected them to show up here at the same time.

"Wait a sec…"

That third-year senior from earlier squinted, seeming to carefully make out a young man walking alongside Elder Nie and Feng.

"The one next to them looks a bit familiar…"

"I remember now!"

"Isn't that… Yan Lie?!"

"Yan Lie? Who's that?"

The freshman beside him looked a bit lost.

The senior glanced at him, drew a deep breath, his eyes full of reverence.

"It's normal you don't know him."

"This is last year's graduating class monitor of Long Xu Ban, nicknamed the Madman."

"Long Xu Ban class monitor? The Madman… Yan Lie?"

The freshman blinked, curiosity written all over his face.

"That's right."

The senior continued explaining:

"Do you know why his nickname is the Madman?"

"Back when he was at Capital U, he almost every single day dragged people off for live-combat drills."

"From one-on-one duels the moment he enrolled, beating the entire school until no one could stand against him, all the way until he graduated after a full year…"

"At the graduation ceremony, he pulled off the feat of single-handedly dueling the entire year!"

"Holy crap?! That fierce?"

Hearing this.

The surrounding freshmen all widened their eyes.

"Taking on the whole year alone? Wouldn't that make him just as fierce as our Great Demon King Lin Mo?!"

Hearing the freshman compare Yan Lie with Lin Mo.

The senior shook his head:

"There's really no comparison."

"The gap is still pretty big…"

"Although Senior Yan Lie also took on the whole year alone, he only managed that at graduation."

"But the Great Demon King Lin Mo…"

"Did it on his very first day of enrollment."

At these words.

The surrounding freshmen all nodded.

Indeed.

Although Senior Yan Lie is already legendary enough.

But compared to Lin Mo the Demon King, he still seems somewhat normal.

……

At this moment.

Before the rift of the Team Fuben.

Guhe had originally been standing with his hands behind his back, chatting with Xu Wenchang.

Suddenly.

He sensed the unusual commotion from the students behind him.

"Hm?"

Guhe turned his head, following the students' gazes.

When he saw who it was.

A flicker of surprise passed through Guhe's eyes.

"Senior Nie?"

Hearing the murmur, Xu Wenchang and Han Xue beside him also turned around.

Seeing the three figures approaching, both were startled, immediately straightening their bodies.

"Come, go greet them."

Guhe led the two, walking quickly forward to meet them.

"Senior Nie, Senior Feng."

Guhe's face broke into a smile.

"What brings you two so much free time to visit my little Jing University?"

"Hahaha!"

Nie Zhenguo laughed heartily.

"Good, good, good—so our nation's top university is just a 'little' Jing University in your head, Principal Guhe?"

Guhe waved his hands rapidly, letting out a bitter laugh.

"Senior Nie, don't tease me."

"With you and Senior Feng—two true Buddhas—descending upon me, my Jing University, no matter how large, is but a small temple before you two."

Nie Zhenguo turned his head, glancing at the elder beside him.

"It's just that Chairman Feng just returned from an outside errand, heard about Lin Mo's glorious deeds, and insisted on coming to meet our Dragon Guardian."

"I couldn't stop him, so I had to come along."

Feng Cangqiong smiled warmly at Guhe.

"Guhe."

"It's been quite some time since we last met."

"You've unearthed a phenomenal prodigy for our Dragon Nation, for our mage community!"

Feng Cangqiong's eyes burned with fervor.

"A four-element Mage Lord at eighteen…"

"Perfectly absorbing five elemental shards, wielding seven high-tier divine techniques…"

"This kind of talent… the old man here is desperate!"

"Oh, Chairman Feng, let me correct you—it's now eight high-tier techniques; he just mastered another one yesterday."

Guhe corrected him solemnly.

Upon hearing this, Feng Cangqiong's lips twitched slightly.

Damn it.

I've spent half my life studying, and I only know four high-tier techniques.

My hair's gone completely white.

This kid masters one a day?

"Hahaha, but Chairman Feng, you're overstating it."

Guhe laughed loudly, then said seriously:

"Lin Mo's achievements today are entirely due to his own talent and hard work—has nothing to do with this old man of mine."

After a few pleasantries,

Guhe's gaze fell on the young man beside them.

"Oh?"

"Yan Lie is here too?"

Guhe looked at the youth, his eyes filled with admiration.

"Long time no see—you've really come into your own."

"I heard you're now the chairman of the Youth Association of our Dragon Nation Mage Association?"

"Excellent—you haven't disgraced the Dragon Order Class of Jing University!"

Yan Lie, hearing this, bowed slightly, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Principal Guhe, you flatter me."

"Yan Lie's achievements today are entirely due to the school's and teachers' past cultivation."

His voice was steady and powerful, radiating a restrained sharpness.

At this age, to hold the position of chairman of the Young Magicians Association.

Is enough to prove his talent and strength, undoubtedly among the very top of Young Country's younger generation.

Beside him, Xu Wenchang chuckled teasingly:

"Hahaha, you brat, if this had been back when you were in school, you'd probably have been sticking your head straight through the ceiling by now?"

"Looks like these past few years have truly mellowed you."

Hearing Xu Wenchang's teasing.

Yan Lie rubbed his nose sheepishly and grinned wryly:

"Teacher Xu, don't expose my old secrets in public—that was just youthful ignorance."

"Hahaha, don't listen to this kid's nonsense."

"He's just as arrogant now; when he first joined the Young Magicians Association, he punched everyone once."

Feng Cangqiong laughed heartily.

Then he looked around.

"Enough, Principal Guhe."

"Don't praise this kid."

"Where's that kid Lin Mo? Why can't I see him?"