Chapter 348: Little Wind, Spin Your Heart Out!

"Director Yan..."

The two were stunned.

Xiao Li tried to explain:

"We didn't say you..."

At that moment.

The commotion behind them caught the attention of Feng Cangqiong and Mo Qianjun, who were leading the group.

They both stopped walking and turned around.

Mo Qianjun’s expression instantly darkened.

"What’s going on?"

A wave of commanding pressure, unspoken yet intimidating, swept toward them.

"Xiao Li, Lu Mingzhang, what are you gossiping about back there?"

Feeling their master’s fury,

Xiao Li and Lu Mingzhang immediately cowered.

They knew very well.

Their master usually seemed mild-mannered, but when he lost his temper, it was terrifying!

Moreover,

Feng Lao and Lin Mo were both present—figures of this caliber.

"Master!"

Xiao Li quickly bowed his head, stammering in panic:

"N-nothing!"

"We... we were just discussing something back there..."

Lu Mingzhang quickly chimed in.

"Yes, Master!"

"We just thought... that Feng Lao’s Sky-Splitting Wind Blade already had perfect single-target damage..."

"There was really no need... no need to tamper with it..."

"Changing it from single-target to area-of-effect would easily ruin its original terrifying power..."

"We... we were just chatting casually..."

Hearing their explanation,

Mo Qianjun’s face grew even darker.

"Just chatting casually?"

Mo Qianjun snapped sharply:

"Does Lin Mo need your advice on what decisions to make?"

"What?"

"Are you two mages too?"

"How many great services has Lin Mo rendered to our Dragon Nation?"

"What are you even?"

"How dare you comment on his self-created skill?"

With these words,

Xiao Li and Lu Mingzhang broke into cold sweat.

Mo Qianjun glared at the two.

"Behave yourselves!"

"Otherwise, get out right now—go back to the Starfire Furnace and tend the fire!"

"Master, please calm down! Master, please calm down!"

Xiao Li turned pale, bowing repeatedly in apology.

"We’re wrong! We won’t dare again!"

Lu Mingzhang trembled in fear.

"Master, we truly know our mistake!"

"We’ll shut up now! Not another word!"

Watching his two disciples like this,

Mo Qianjun snorted.

"Hmph!"

"If this happens again, you’re both gone—straight back to the furnace."

After saying this,

Mo Qianjun turned to Feng Cangqiong and Lin Mo with a hint of apology.

"Forgive me, hahaha..."

"My two worthless disciples have been spoiled by me—they don’t know their place."

Feng Cangqiong waved his hand, smiling faintly.

"Eh, it’s no big deal."

"Young people are naturally fiery."

Lin Mo merely smiled.

He didn’t take it seriously.

But inside his skill bar, things had gotten lively.

"Earth Shield" was jumping up and down frantically.

["Old Five!"]

["You hear that?"]

Xiao Tu screamed in rage.

["Those two dare to look down on the Master?!"]

["Scraping? Can’t even cut through a wooden post?!"]

["Can you tolerate this?!"]

"Earth Shield" grew angrier by the second, itching to rush out and punch those two in the face.

["Old Five! Big Brother Two tells you!"]

["When we get to the trial ground! You spin like hell!"]

["Spin fast! You hear me?!"]

["Use every last bit of strength you’ve got!"]

Meanwhile,

The soft voice of "Wind Blade" carried a hint of anger.

["Big Brother, rest assured!"]

["They dare to look down on the Master!"]

["Unforgivable!"]

["Little Wind will show them what true wind magic is when we get there!"]

"Fireball" was equally indignant.

["Hmph, in my opinion, let me handle it!"]

["I’ll drop a Meteor Firefall and turn this entire trial ground—along with those two loudmouths—into ash!"]

"Ice Spike" coldly chimed in.

["Violent brute."]

["Still, those people do deserve a lesson."]

["Master, let this lady freeze them into ice statues, then shatter them inch by inch—that’s the proper elegance."]

Hearing the skills grow more outrageous by the second,

Lin Mo quickly soothed them in his mind.

"Enough, enough."

"Little Fire, you rest today."

"This is Mo Qianjun’s Pavilion—if you blow it up, who’ll forge my weapons?"

"And Little Ice, don’t join in the chaos."

Lin Mo said irritably.

"Let Little Wind handle it—give the newcomers a chance to shine, understand?"

Saying this,

Lin Mo turned to "Wind Blade" and said:

"Little Wind."

"They think you can’t even cut through a single wooden post."

Lin Mo said solemnly:

“You’ve got to at least chop that wooden post in half, right?”

“Don’t make your master look foolish.”

Hearing these words.

The Wind Blade Art instantly felt the weight of its responsibility.

【“Rest easy, Master!”】

【“Little Wind promises to complete the task!”】

【“I won’t let Master lose face!”】

……

Not long after.

The group passed through the long corridor and arrived at the Star Shatter Training Ground in the back courtyard of Qianjun Pavilion.

Sunlight poured down.

This open-air training ground, costing tens of billions to build, appeared utterly magnificent.

Its vast area rivaled the size of two soccer fields.

Towering black stone walls surrounded it, their surfaces glittering with dense defensive array runes.

And in the center of the training ground.

Dozens of towering wooden posts, each ten meters high, stood in neat rows.

The group halted at the edge of the training ground.

Mo Qianjun glanced at the field.

“Here we are.”

He turned his head, glancing at Feng Cangqiong and Lin Mo behind him.

“What do you say? Shall we begin?”

Feng Cangqiong also smiled at Lin Mo.

“Lin Mo, if you’re ready, show us?”

“Let this old man see what kind of ‘Sky-Splitting Storm’ you’ve cooked up overnight.”

Hearing the two elders’ words.

Lin Mo nodded.

“Alright.”

He said no more.

He walked alone toward the center of the field.

Watching Lin Mo’s back.

Xiao Li and Lu Mingzhang, standing at the rear of the crowd, exchanged another glance.

Though they had just been scolded by their Master, not even ten times their courage would let them make a sound now.

But their expressions, their glances, clearly anticipated a joke.

Just keep pretending.

How powerful could a newly awakened area-of-effect skill be?

Could it even cut through a wooden post?

What a joke!

……

In the field.

Lin Mo stood still.

Then he slowly raised his right hand.

“Little Wind.”

“Your turn—spin it hard.”

Hearing his master’s command.

The Wind Blade Art flared with brilliant green light all over its body.

【“Yes, Master!”】

The next instant.

As Lin Mo raised his hand.

A faint breeze appeared out of thin air at his fingertip.

The gentle wind brushed past.

It stirred a few specks of dust on the ground.

Seeing this.

Xiao Li suppressed a laugh.

This is the improved high-grade wind technique?

In the next instant, as he mocked inwardly.

BOOM—!

The faint breeze at Lin Mo’s fingertip erupted violently!

A violent wind surged upward!

The wind elements in heaven and earth went utterly wild at that moment!

Centered on Lin Mo,

a colossal storm shot skyward and spread wildly outward, forming a gigantic vortex.

The massive vortex engulfed dozens of the specially reinforced wooden posts around it.

“Holy shit!”

Yan Lie, standing at the edge, was blown back three steps by the sudden, terrifying wind pressure.

“This commotion…”

Feng Cangqiong’s eyes sharpened instantly.

As the Wind System’s Supreme Mage, he could instantly perceive the terrifying nature of this technique.

Though the storm’s scale was immense,

it wasn’t unheard of among high-grade wind techniques.

The truly terrifying part was

the countless green wind blades inside the storm, slicing like razors through the gale.

At this moment,

the dozens of specially reinforced wooden posts caught within the vortex

were being mercilessly cut from every angle.

Countless green wind blades darted wildly within the storm.

Wood chips flew everywhere.

Ten seconds later,

Lin Mo lowered his right hand.

“Stop.”

As his words faded,

the storm ceased instantly.

The training ground returned to stillness.

Crack… crack…

Sharp snapping sounds rang out in the silence.

The snapping sounds merged into a continuous chorus.