Chapter 59: S-Class Talent? Just a Joke

Seeing their boss get knocked flying like a punch had sent him soaring, the second and third brothers froze in shock.

"Run! Run now!"

The second brother, a rogue, reacted fastest.

He screamed, without hesitation, and turned to flee.

The third brother also spun around immediately.

Their boss got knocked into protection mode with one punch—staying here meant handing over their heads.

【'Fireball Spell' flew into a rage: Trying to run? Die, you fools!】

Hum—!

A fireball instantly coalesced before Lin Mo, then shot toward the fastest-running second brother.

The second brother, being a rogue class, had undergone rigorous training since childhood.

Relying purely on instinct, he sidestepped instantly.

The fireball whistled past, grazing the edge of his cloak.

He… he dodged it!

His heart pounded wildly, his eyes filled with relief after narrowly escaping death.

Even with Soul Protection active, he couldn't die.

But the sensation of near-death was real—no one wanted to experience it even once.

More importantly, being knocked into protection mode here would severely impact his exam score.

At that moment,

the fireball, already far ahead of him, suddenly made a sharp turn.

"…"

"???"

"What the… fuck?!"

Wait, does a fireball even turn like that?

Is this kind of micro-control even possible for someone at their level?

The second brother froze; the fireball rapidly filled his pupils.

He tried to sidestep again, but his ability was still on cooldown—unusable.

Boom—!!

Flames exploded.

The second brother, already half-dead from the earlier flame column, was instantly obliterated.

"Monster!"

"Run! Run now!"

The remaining candidates who could still move fled without hesitation, scattering in all directions.

Come on, one glance and two-thirds of the assault team got wiped—Zhao Shao and the strongest triplet brothers were all one-shot.

This thing was more like a boss than any field boss.

Lin Mo watched the scattered candidates and didn't bother chasing them.

His goal was merely to intimidate—to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys. Once the monkeys scattered, that was enough.

The goal had been achieved.

Chasing each one down individually would be troublesome and unnecessary.

…

Lin Mo walked toward Zhao Yu's direction.

As he passed the crooked tree, his steps paused slightly.

Xia Qingyue sat slumped against it, unable to move.

Her body was wrapped in white light, like a delicate statue.

Seeing Lin Mo approach, her eyes were filled with guilt.

Though the outcome was good—Lin Mo had crushed everyone with an invincible presence—

it was still because of her intel that Lin Mo walked straight into Zhao Yu's carefully laid trap.

If Lin Mo had been even slightly weaker, today's outcome might have been entirely different.

"Lin… Lin Shao…"

Xia Qingyue's voice carried a hint of apology, "I'm sorry… I was careless, nearly got you killed…"

"Bah, what's the big deal?"

Lin Mo waved his hand, smiling carelessly, "If you hadn't gathered them all together, I'd have been chasing each one till the end of time."

After all, without Xia Qingyue, Zhao Yu wouldn't have waited here for him.

He wouldn't have unlocked 【Quicksand Domain】—this powerful control skill—in this awful black mud swamp.

It's my first large-area hard-control skill, and it's absurdly strong.

Watching Lin Mo's carefree retreating back, Xia Qingyue exhaled in relief.

But immediately, a deep shock surged through her heart.

She stared at the devastated battlefield around her.

So strong…

This level of strength completely shattered her understanding of peers her age.

Far stronger than even what she'd seen in the Abyss Team Fuben…

This growth rate is terrifying.

As a top student, Xia Qingyue understood the skills of every class, especially mage-type skills.

She instantly recognized that Lin Mo had just used a Fire-Earth combination skill and two mid-tier skills.

Xia Qingyue reflected.

With her aptitude, even if given half a year, she might not be able to comprehend a single mid-tier skill.

Let alone that more profound combination skill; she might never have the chance to comprehend it in her entire life.

"So this is... a true prodigy?"

Xia Qingyue gazed at Lin Mo's back, her expression becoming infinitely complex.

It held both the awe of looking up at a high mountain and a hint of relief.

Relief that at that moment, she had chosen to stand on this man's side.

At this moment, Zhao Yu was lying in the muddy swamp.

A white light cocoon protected him firmly, but it also stripped him of all mobility.

He watched helplessly as that familiar figure walked step by step toward him.

Fear and despair flooded over him like a tide.

When he watched the video of Lin Mo speed-running the 30th floor, he still thought he had a chance.

But the moment he truly faced Lin Mo, he finally understood what despair meant.

It was a suffocating sense of powerlessness.

The traps he had proudly and meticulously planned, the terrain's suppression, the siege by dozens of people...

In front of Lin Mo, they were fragile and could not withstand a single blow.

Moreover, Lin Mo hadn't even taken out his staff!

Casting spells without a staff the entire time!

Zhao Yu trembled all over; he wanted to close his eyes and not look at Lin Mo, but he couldn't.

Lin Mo stopped and looked down at Zhao Yu at his feet.

"Young Master Zhao, you're not that good, are you? You're already down?"

Zhao Yu bit his lips until they bled, filled with shame and fury.

"You..."

His lips trembled, and countless harsh words churned in his mind.

He wanted to say "Just you wait," wanted to say "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river"...

But the moment he recalled that scene of crushing destruction just now, all the harsh words got stuck in his throat.

A shudder from the depths of his soul made him utterly unable to make a sound.

It was the instinctive fear of a weakling facing an absolute powerhouse.

He was afraid.

He was truly afraid.

The Lin Mo before him, with his playful smile, had already turned into an invincible demon in his eyes, a peer with an existence like a bug.

Seeing Zhao Yu in this state, Lin Mo instantly felt bored.

"Tsk, no fun."

Lin Mo shook his head.

For his current self, Zhao Yu was completely on a different level; he didn't even have the desire to humiliate him.

Just as a giant dragon flying across the sky, would it care if an ant below bared its teeth and claws at it?

Obviously not.

The ant's actions meant nothing to the giant dragon.

"Young Master Zhao, just stay here and reflect properly; I'm leaving first."

Lin Mo stood up, strode casually over Zhao Yu's body, and walked toward the depths of the mist.

There's still some time left; I can go find some monsters to kill.

Strive to reach level 20 as soon as possible.

I just hope the lightning-type skills will be reliable by then.

In the mud swamp,

Zhao Yu lay in the cold, rotting mud, despairingly gazing at the gray sky.

He would never catch up to that guy in this lifetime.

No, catch up?

That's laughable.

With my S-rank talent?

In front of that guy, it's nothing but a joke.

Perhaps...

Only an SSS-rank genius, one in several millions, would be qualified to even glance at Lin Mo's back.

As for me, I don't even have the qualification to look up.