Chapter 256: This Is a Wolf-Pack Team

After Lin Mo left.

Yan Lie also dusted himself off and said to the gathered bigwigs:

"Elder Feng, Principal Guhe, Elder Nie."

"I should be going too."

Feng Cangqiong looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

"You brat, you just took a brutal beating — not going to lie down a while longer?"

Yan Lie shook his head:

"No, I'm still far from enough. I can't stop."

Watching Yan Lie in this state.

Feng Cangqiong also nodded with a smile, his eyes full of gratification.

"Go on, go on."

"Young people."

"Should have this kind of drive!"

Yan Lie nodded, then turned and left as well.

Gazing at the direction Yan Lie had vanished.

Feng Cangqiong stroked his chin and chuckled softly.

"Heh."

"This kid…"

Guhe stood off to the side, unable to hold back a burst of laughter.

"Hahahaha…"

"Look at Yan Lie now."

"Why do I feel like I'm seeing that greenhorn kid who had just stepped through the gates of our Capital University back in the day?"

Hearing Guhe's sigh.

Feng Cangqiong also nodded in deep agreement.

"Indeed."

"All these years, ever since this kid entered the Youth Association, he's been charging forward at full tilt, beating every peer prodigy into submission."

"Since then."

"Although he's become more steady, I can feel that the sharpness on him has faded quite a bit."

Speaking of which.

Feng Cangqiong sighed with feeling.

"Good thing Lin Mo showed up. Under the shadow of that little monster Lin Mo, the fighting spirit he once had finally came back."

"That beating was well worth taking!"

Nie Zhengguo, listening to their exchange from the side, also couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

"Isn't this a tremendous blessing?"

"Our Dragon Nation has not only produced a peerless national-treasure monster like Lin Mo, but along the way reignited the fighting will of a top-tier prodigy!"

"This is what's called…"

"One lion awakening a pack of wolves!"

Nie Zhengguo laughed heartily.

Then the smile on his face faded, and his expression grew solemn.

He turned his head to look at Guhe.

"Alright."

"Principal Guhe, let's go — we'll head to your office."

"The Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield opens the day after tomorrow; there are some things I need to discuss with you."

Guhe nodded upon hearing this.

"Understood. Elder Nie, Elder Feng, this way please."

……

The next morning, at dawn.

Lin Mo was woken up by the heat.

He snapped his eyes open, and what greeted him was a blinding crimson.

The Formless Grand Void Beast, wreathed in flames all over, sat primly at the bedside, looking supremely haughty.

As if showing off its battle record.

Seeing this scene.

Lin Mo instantly sobered up.

Good lord.

Looks like Xiao Huo took first place again last night?

Thinking of this.

Lin Mo glanced at the panel.

Sure enough, in last night's battle rankings, Xiao Huo was first, Xiao Lei second, Xiao Bing third.

As for Xiao Tu…

Forget it, let's not mention it.

Lin Mo sat up from the bed and stretched.

"Um…"

"Little Bing."

In the skill column.

【Hearing its name called, 'Ice Cone Art' immediately replied in a sweet, coquettish voice: "Master, this Young Lady is right here."】

Lin Mo sighed.

"You're useless too, weren't you always first before? How come now you can't even hold on to second place?"

"Did you slack off?"

Hearing Lin Mo's words.

【'Ice Cone Art' instantly grew anxious.】

【"Master! It's all Third's fault, it-it-it… it doesn't fight fair!"】

【"This Young Lady worked so hard to gather the monsters together, and it just dropped a thunderbolt from the sky and stole them all!"】

【"Master, you have to stand up for me…"】

Hearing Little Bing's complaint.

【'Lightning Strike Art's cold, icy voice rang out.】

【"Just because you gathered the monsters, they have to be yours?"】

【"This King doesn't recall us ever having such a boring agreement."】

【"On the battlefield, each relies on their own ability."】

【"If you can't even guard your own prey, it only proves you're too slow."】

Hearing 'Lightning Strike Art's cold and merciless mockery.

【'Fireball Art' instantly burst into laughter, letting out a fit of wild cackling.】

【"Hahahaha! Third is right!"】

"Fourth, when you're outmatched, just honestly accept it!"

【"You even have one more high-tier skill than Third, and you still can't抢 the monsters? And you have the nerve to come crying to Master? Aren't you embarrassed?"】

Borrowing Dabao's body, 'Fireball Art' arrogantly lifted its chin.

【"Hey, you lot, from now on you can only fight it out for second place."】

【"After all…"】

【"This first-place throne is mine, from now on!"】

Hearing Hearing Xiao Huo's arrogant declaration.

Lin Mo frowned slightly.

This won't do.

If Hearing Xiao Huo is allowed to monopolize things like this.

These guys will eventually lose their motivation to compete.

If first place becomes completely固化, it won't be good for family unity.

Thinking of this.

Lin Mo said lightly in his heart:

"Little Lei."

【'Lightning Strike Art' flickered slightly: "This King is here."】

Lin Mo sighed:

"Sigh, I've heard that the lightning system represents heavenly might, absolute destruction…"

"But looking at it now, how is this堂堂 heavenly thunder getting ridden roughshod by a ball of fire? That can't be right, can it?"

【'Lightning Strike Art' was silent for a moment, then that cold voice rang out.】

【"Heh… that家伙, a跳樑小丑, that's all. Riding a momentary high and acting as if invincible under heaven."】

【"This King does not deign to argue with a stray dog barking wildly."】

【'Fireball Art': "???"】

Hearing Little Lei's words.

Lin Mo was quite satisfied.

Looks like Little Lei is still full of fighting spirit for now.

Immediately after.

Lin Mo reached out and gently stroked Dabao's fiery-red fur.

From the top of its head, he ran his hand down along its mane.

In the skill column.

【'Fireball Art' suddenly stiffened.】

【"Wait…"】

【"Being stroked by Master like this… why does it actually feel a bit comfortable?"】

【"No! I am destined to become a forbidden spell! How can I be petted like some pet and…"】

"Eep~"

Dabao contentedly narrowed its eyes.

A soft, sticky purring sound rose from its throat.

Lin Mo stroked it contentedly while saying leisurely in his heart:

"Little Bing."

"Look how comfortable Xiao Huo is right now."

"Tsk tsk… Don't you envy that?"

The moment these words came out.

【【Ice Cone Art】 instantly panicked.】

【"No!!!"】

【"Master! Take your hand away!"】

【"You're only allowed to touch me!! Only allowed to touch this Young Lady alone!!"】

Lin Mo's lips curved up slightly, and he chuckled softly:

"I do want to touch you."

"But I'd have to actually be able to reach you first."

The moment these words came out.

【【Ice Cone Art】 completely lost its mind.】

【"No! Master's stroking belongs to this Young Lady!"】

【"No one is taking it away!"】

【"No one is allowed!!!"】

【"You damn violent lunatic! You cold aloof man! Just you wait!"】

【"This Young Lady tonight, will fight you to the death!!!"】

【"Kill kill kill kill kill!!!"】

Looking at Little Bing in the skill bar, its killing intent boiling over.

Lin Mo nodded very satisfied.

Sigh.

Don't know why.

Just love watching the little subordinates looking all fired up like this.

Maybe this is the legendary wolf-spirit team.

At this moment.

【Earth Shield Art】 quietly waited for quite a while, and still didn't hear Lin Mo call for it.

【【Earth Shield Art】 said weakly: "Master… what about me? Did you… forget about your second brother here?"】

Hearing this.

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow.

"You?"

"A ten-thousand-year fourth place, why would I bring you up?"

The moment these words came out.

【Earth Shield Art】 was struck as if by lightning.