Chapter 87: 200 of Them Attacking Us 20?

The Imperial Capital.

As the political and cultural center of the Dragon Nation, its prosperity is far beyond comparison with Jianghai City.

Lin Mo and the others took a taxi to Imperial Capital University.

Looming into view was a massive campus gate of imposing momentum.

The gate towered dozens of meters high.

On the stone pillars flanking both sides, colossal dragons were carved with lifelike vividness; their heads held high, as if they would burst through the wall and charge straight into the clouds in the next second.

Directly above the gate, the four gilded characters "Imperial Capital University" were written in a dragon-like, flying calligraphy, radiating an aura of pressure.

"Whoa, how magnificent! It's several times bigger than the entrance of any mall in our Magic Capital!"

Han Mengqing gaped, gesturing with her hands, "I feel like an ant."

Han Mengyao stood aside, glanced at her younger sister, and said, "That is to make you know awe. Also, don't act like you've never seen the world; it's embarrassing."

"Pfft, it really is huge."

Han Mengqing pouted.

Lin Mo adjusted his collar and stepped forward:

"Let's go, go in and take a look."

The four of them walked toward the campus gate.

At this time, ordinary freshman students were still on summer break, making the vast campus gate appear somewhat desolate.

Several guards were on duty, scanning the surroundings.

When their gazes swept over the approaching Lin Mo and the others, their eyes focused on their chests.

A golden dragon coiled around a sword edge; four badges shone brilliantly under the sunlight.

The head guard did not hesitate for a moment and directly pressed the controller in his hand.

The great gate slowly opened to both sides.

Han Mengqing lifted her chin and strode in boldly; passing the guard, she waved cheerfully:

"Thanks, uncle! It's so hot and you still have to stand guard; you've worked hard!"

Chu Lingxuan walked past quickly with her head down, saying softly:

"Thank you, sorry to trouble you."

Han Mengyao kept her gaze straight ahead and nodded slightly.

Lin Mo walked last, smiling at the guard:

"Thanks."

Passing through the campus gate.

On a patch of lawn not far away, a single exquisite sunshade tent stood alone.

A banner hung above it: 【Dragon Long Xu Ban Freshman Reception Office】.

Under the tent sat a long-haired girl, who was currently scrolling through her phone with utter boredom.

Hearing the commotion, the girl raised her head and immediately came forward to greet them.

"Hello! We've finally waited for you."

With a smile on her face, the girl extended her hand gracefully:

"I am Gu Qingge, a sophomore at Imperial Capital University, responsible for the reception work for your Dragon Long Xu Ban class."

"Welcome to Imperial Capital University~"

"Hello, Senior! I am Han Mengqing!"

Han Mengqing, acting like an old friend, grasped the senior's hand and said, "Senior, your skin is so good; what brand of skincare do you use?"

Gu Qingge paused for a moment, then smiled:

"Thanks for the compliment; I'll recommend it to you later."

After the other three introduced themselves, Gu Qingge's gaze fell on Lin Mo.

"Oh, you are that Number One on the leaderboard! I didn't expect the True Person to be so handsome."

"Our group chat exploded; everyone is very curious how a blank-slate mage could actually suppress the crowd!"

Lin Mo shrugged and smiled: "Senior, you flatter me; handsome is true, but as for being Number One... it was just good luck."

"Pfft."

Gu Qingge covered her mouth and chuckled lightly, "Alright, I'll take you to the dormitory area first; let's chat as we walk."

The campus of Imperial Capital University is extremely vast.

As Gu Qingge walked, she introduced things enthusiastically:

"That building on the left is the library; it houses almost all history, skill compendiums, Team Fuben compendiums, and monster compendiums from the Great Catastrophe to the present."

"Over there is the Technology Laboratory."

"This is our First Canteen; I heard a new chef has arrived, and his skills are absolutely amazing!"

Upon hearing about food, Han Mengqing's eyes instantly lit up, and she nodded frantically to take notes.

After passing through a teaching district, the group arrived at a huge square.

In the center of the square stood a ten-meter-tall human statue.

It was an old man holding a staff, gazing deeply into the distance.

Gu Qingge stopped, looked up at the statue, and her eyes were full of reverence:

"This is our Dragon Nation's legendary Magic God, Zhang Wuya."

"He was the first and the only one in history to be a three-element Magic God; relying on the terrifying power of the Fire, Wind, and Water elements, he led the Dragon Nation out of the Dark Age..."

Lin Mo followed Gu Qingge's gaze.

Carved on the statue's pedestal was a line of large characters.

【With my flesh and blood, I forge the backbone of the Dragon Nation. With my power, I protect the eternal prosperity of Great Xia.】

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat, his eyes shifting slightly.

A heavy weight washed over him.

Han Mengqing pouted.

"Three-Element Law God? Pfft, isn't our big shot Lin Mo also a three..."

"Mmmph mmmph—!!!"

Before she could finish, Han Mengyao clamped a hand over her mouth.

"What?"

Gu Qingge turned back, puzzled.

"Nothing."

Han Mengyao smiled faintly. "Lin Mo hasn't showered in three days. Hurry and take us to the dorms."

Lin Mo: "..."

That was far too cautious.

He didn't think it was necessary.

In The Lord's World, where strength is supreme, hiding one's talents is indeed a survival wisdom.

But most of the time, revealing one's edge can save a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Still, Lin Mo had no intention of exposing her; he would just let things take their course.

Gu Qingge didn't ask further.

Suddenly, she seemed to recall something and said with a smile:

"By the way, fellow Long Xu Ban students, please go easy on us in a few days~"

"Hmm?"

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow. "Go easy on you? What do you mean?"

Gu Qingge blinked. "Don't you know? This is an old tradition at our Kyoto University."

"Every batch of Long Xu Ban freshmen must engage in a 'friendly brawl' with us ordinary-class sophomore veterans when school starts."

"Brawl?"

Han Mengqing frowned upon hearing this. "There are only twenty of us, while your sophomore year has at least a thousand people. That's way too unfair!"

Gu Qingge shook her head with a smile. "No, no, we won't all go. We'll pick the best of the best, selecting two hundred people to spar with you..."

"How much?!"

Han Mengqing's eyes widened. "Two hundred people? That means each of us has to fight ten of you?"

Lin Mo glanced at Gu Qingge and cast a Scrying Spell on her.

Good heavens, Level 31.

Asking twenty of them to fight two hundred Level 30-ish sophomore veterans?

This old tradition was truly outrageous.

Gu Qingge said matter-of-factly:

"You are the Long Xu Ban, after all! The top geniuses in the nation, monsters among monsters."

"If the numbers were equal, how would we even fight? Besides, this is also to test your combat stress resistance."

Han Mengqing was so angry her cheeks puffed out:

"That's an excuse! That's definitely an excuse! You just want to bully the freshmen!"

Han Mengyao frowned slightly and said calmly:

"Senior, if I remember correctly, since this tradition was established, the Long Xu Ban freshmen have never won once, have they?"

Chu Lingxuan's face went pale, and she exclaimed:

"Ah? Never won once? That's so miserable?"

Han Mengyao nodded:

"After all, the numerical gap is right there. Even geniuses find it hard to bridge such a chasm."

Hearing this, Gu Qingge said with a beaming smile:

"Han junior, you know your stuff very well."

"Indeed, you haven't won before, but your batch is different..."

"Your batch has the SSS-rank Space Walker Ye Kong, the Light-element Chu Lingxuan... and this mysterious big shot Lin Mo."

"Perhaps history will be rewritten in your hands?"

Gu Qingge blinked playfully, clasped her hands, and feigned weakness:

"So, please, please, go easy on us then. Getting beaten up really hurts~ I'm super afraid of pain."

Although Gu Qingge was saying "go easy," Lin Mo could clearly feel that her tone held little genuine concern.

That confidence was built on absolute numerical superiority and historical experience.

The so-called "rewriting history" was merely a polite compliment.

Lin Mo smiled and changed the subject:

"Senior, haven't we reached the dorms yet?"

"Ah, we're here, we're here!"

Gu Qingge pointed ahead. "Just pass through this grove and we're there."

As they spoke, the group arrived at a secluded area nestled between mountains and water.

Exquisite standalone villas were scattered in an orderly fashion at the foot of the mountain.

"We've arrived; this is your dormitory area."

Gu Qingge pointed at the cluster of villas ahead, a hint of envy flashing in her eyes:

"It's truly a case of one person's gain being another's misery; ordinary students like us cram four to an apartment."

"But you lot get a grand villa each..."

"The villas are allocated according to the list sequence; the house number represents the sequence."

Just then,

a figure approached from the distance.

Seeing the newcomer, Gu Qingge immediately called out respectfully:

"Teacher Xu, what brings you here?"

Hearing this, Lin Mo turned to look.

Teacher Xu?

It must be Xu Wenchang, the admissions officer and old classmate of his father that his father had mentioned before.