In-Class Quiz

Seeing how sincere Liu Zheng looked, Lin Mo raised a hand.

The black prayer beads spinning in midair seemed to be seized by an invisible hand, forcibly dragged out of their original motion.

In this world, there was no skill activation that Lin Mo could not interrupt.

The white bones that had been rising lost their support and pattered back onto the ground.

The string of prayer beads fell into Lin Mo’s palm.

He glanced down at it and closed his fingers.

Crack.

The beads shattered into black dust, trickling through the gaps between his fingers.

The ultimate move had not even gotten the chance to announce its name before someone crushed it on the spot.

Both the man and woman trembled involuntarily.

They naturally knew that China was full of extraordinary people. That was why the 8064th Unit had established a headquarters in the open while secretly attacking the dragon vein here.

But the person standing before them was even more terrifying than they had imagined.

The woman did not hesitate any longer. She turned and stepped onto the altar. Dark patterns lit up beneath her feet, spreading layer by layer toward the altar’s summit.

The man remained where he was and directly drew the enormous greatsword resting beside him—one even taller than a person.

Good thing it wasn’t sheathed at his waist, or he would have spent his entire life trying to draw it.

He was obviously a tank, standing in front to block Lin Mo’s advance.

Liu Zheng watched nervously and said in a low voice, “Lin Mo, she’s gone up onto the altar.”

“I saw her.”

Lin Mo was in no hurry. He even lowered his head to pat the bone ash off his sleeve.

Then he walked toward the man, one step at a time.

Although the man had been transformed into a corpse demon, he clearly still possessed emotions and the ability to think.

Instead of attacking immediately, he clasped his fists and introduced himself in a deep, booming voice.

“Enshin Style of Echigo Province—Kuki Tenko, at your service!”

His Chinese was terrible.

His manners, however, were impeccable.

That Kidomaru probably had not understood Chinese at all, which was why he had not said a single word.

Lin Mo, for his part, replied in Japanese.

“Huaxia’s Fenglingyueying Sect—Lin Mo, at your service.”

No one had expected Lin Mo to speak Japanese, but considering how unusual he was, it somehow seemed perfectly natural.

Kuki Tenko said nothing more.

He gripped the greatsword with both hands, one hand pressing down on the back of the blade, and lowered his entire body.

Strange patterns of light appeared across the greatsword, while a blurry shadow rose behind him.

The shadow had four arms. Its outline was incomplete, yet it radiated an oppressive presence.

“Asura!” Kuki Tenko shouted in a low voice.

The bizarre phenomenon surprised everyone, but only slightly. After all, they had just witnessed a ghost capable of creating shadow clones.

Lin Mo looked up at the phantom and shook his head.

“Lots of flashy tricks.”

He spread open his hand, and the Rift-Piercing Arrow that had originally been floating behind Ning Qingcheng flew into his grasp.

“Senior Brother! That’s my stuff!” Ning Qingcheng protested.

“Let me borrow it for a bit.”

“You already took it before asking!”

“Isn’t this just following the proper procedure?”

Ning Qingcheng stomped her foot angrily. “I’m still a child!”

Lin Mo glanced at her. “Have you ever seen a child who could fight as well as you?”

This girl clearly couldn’t tell who was in charge anymore.

Wang Xincheng immediately took out a wooden box and revealed a short blade wrapped in black cloth.

“Mr. Lin, you can use mine.”

Lin Mo clicked his tongue and turned to Ning Qingcheng.

“Look at him, then look at yourself. I was the one who gave you that Rift-Piercing Arrow, and now you’re guarding it from me?”

Ning Qingcheng’s face instantly flushed. “Then you should ask to borrow it! If you asked, I’d definitely give it to you.”

“Have you ever seen an immortal using Myriad Swords Return to the Origin ask each sword whether he can borrow it? Being weak is the only crime. Hand it over!”

The Rift-Piercing Arrow floated beside Lin Mo.

Seeing this, Kuki Tenko immediately lowered his center of gravity.

He had seen exactly how Kidomaru had vanished just now.

Lin Mo’s punch had looked unimpressive, but Kuki Tenko was not confident he could withstand that final strike.

However, Lin Mo simply picked up the Rift-Piercing Arrow and threw it at him.

What a straightforward attack.

Kuki Tenko roared and swung the greatsword down with both arms.

The blade struck empty air.

But as everyone knew, the Rift-Piercing Arrow loved to attack from the shadows.

The arrow vanished in midair. In the next instant, it had pierced through Kuki Tenko from behind and burst out through his chest.

A perfect hit.

Kuki Tenko crashed to one knee. He used the greatsword to brace himself against the ground, preventing himself from collapsing completely.

A corpse demon would not die merely from having a hole blown through its chest, but the cracks left behind by the Rift-Piercing Arrow continued tearing at his body, as though invisible hands were prying the wound wider inch by inch.

A low growl rumbled in his throat. The Asura shadow behind him swayed with it, while the dark patterns scattered chaotically.

Watching from the side, Liu Zheng felt that the fight looked rather simple. This foreign warrior seemed nothing special.

Lin Mo, however, did not take the opportunity to finish him off.

He stepped back and turned to Ning Qingcheng.

“All right. Time for a pop quiz.”

The moment Ning Qingcheng heard those four words, her entire expression fell.

“Senior Brother, don’t do this. I really am still a child.”

“Go on. You’ve already been powered up.”

“He has such a huge sword!”

“Then use the Rift-Piercing Arrow.”

“But the arrow’s in your hands!”

Lin Mo waved his hand, and the Rift-Piercing Arrow flew back to her side.

Ning Qingcheng had just reached out to catch it when Lin Mo added, “I’ve already opened up his wound and weakened the monster for you. If you still can’t beat him, you’ll have to copy scriptures when we get back.”

Ning Qingcheng’s little face crumpled.

“Copy what? I hate copying scriptures the most.”

Watching the pair of senior and junior disciples, Liu Zheng felt increasingly anxious.

The battle was raging, yet the woman on the altar was still activating the formation. The dragon-vein energy was being drawn out more and more violently.

But Lin Mo stood there and somehow turned a life-and-death crisis into a classroom lesson for his sect.

He turned back toward the three women and found them all remarkably calm.

Wait. Was he the only one panicking?

However, Jiang Yunlu glanced cautiously at Xie Yuling.

“That woman’s been up there for a while. Are you really sure there won’t be a problem?”

Xie Yuling raised an eyebrow.

“What? You don’t trust him?”

“Of course I do. I’m just worried.” Jiang Yunlu would never admit that she doubted Lin Mo’s strength. After all, Lin Mo really was incredibly powerful.

Meanwhile, Ning Qingcheng gripped the Rift-Piercing Arrow, the reluctance on her face gradually fading.

In truth, she had only been pretending just now. For some reason, she did not actually dislike fighting.

She looked at Kuki Tenko, who was kneeling on the ground, and stepped forward.

The Rift-Piercing Arrow hovered beside her shoulder, its tip trembling faintly.

Kuki Tenko used the greatsword to push himself upright. The cracks in his chest continued spreading. He stared at Ning Qingcheng as the Asura shadow behind him raised its head once more.

This time, he no longer treated her like a little girl.

Ning Qingcheng raised a hand, pointed at him, and said in Japanese:

“You attack first!”

Lin Mo nodded from behind her.

“Not bad. You’re starting to look like a true master.”

Kuki Tenko looked at Ning Qingcheng, who appeared no older than a child, and fury rose in his heart.

“Chinese! You dare look down on me!”

He let out a low growl and charged forward, dragging the greatsword along the ground. The blade scraped across the stone, drawing out a long line of sparks.

At those words, Lin Mo’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Idiot. You just took a wrong turn.

Ning Qingcheng did not retreat.

The Rift-Piercing Arrow shot past her shoulder and split into an afterimage halfway through its flight.

But Kuki Tenko ignored the vanishing arrow and continued charging toward Ning Qingcheng.

The Asura shadow behind Kuki Tenko suddenly turned around and reached out.

That Asura shadow caught the Rift-Piercing Arrow by its tail.

Although he caught it for only an instant, that instant was enough for Kidomaru to swing his blade at Ning Qingcheng.