Starting with 10,000 times the experience, and you're calling me a terrible player?

Lin Yao led Lin Mo through a covered corridor overgrown with vines and stopped in front of a detached house at the end.

"We've arrived. Teacher Liu's office is on the third floor."

Lin Yao lowered her voice, her expression somewhat serious.

"Don't talk back to him when you go in. Teacher Liu is very stubborn, and he dislikes students who are high-profile."

"oh."

Lin Mo casually agreed and pushed open the door to go inside.

At the end of the third-floor corridor, the wooden door was half-closed.

Just as Lin Mo raised his hand to knock on the door, an old voice came from inside.

"Come in."

The office is small.

A mahogany desk, and bookshelves against the two walls piled high with yellowed array diagrams.

A half-dead orchid sat on the windowsill, a fellow sufferer with the nearly withered pothos in the leader's office.

An elderly man with white hair and beard sat behind the table.

His long beard reached down to his chest, his face was thin and frail, and his eyes were half-closed, as if he were about to doze off at any moment.

But the moment those eyes swept over Lin Mo, their sharpness was impossible to conceal.

Liu Shiyi.

Chief instructor of the Combat Department at Tianfu University, a fourth-level expert.

He put down his teacup and looked Lin Mo up and down for a few seconds.

"You're Lin Mo?"

"Yes."

"Level 90?"

"Yes."

Liu Shiyi frowned.

He slowly stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked around the desk.

"I've been observing you ever since you came to the school."

His tone was neither hurried nor slow.

"If you get blocked by fans at the school gate and take a side road instead of the main gate, that's called taking shortcuts."

"If you encounter a student blocking your way and slap them into a tree—that's called bullying the weak."

"At the registration window, you displayed a level 90 indicator in front of hundreds of people—that's just trying to attract attention."

Lin Mo shrugged, looking indifferent.

Lin Yao stood at the door, her face pale.

She knows Teacher Liu too well.

This old man believed in the saying "The tallest tree in the forest will be felled by the wind" all his life, and he disliked young people who liked to show off the most.

Liu Shiyi's face darkened when he saw Lin Mo's nonchalant expression.

He walked up to Lin Mo and looked up at him—the old man was not tall, only reaching Lin Mo's chin.

"Young man, the level 90 is indeed impressive."

"But there's nothing to be proud of."

"I've seen too many talented people, but the one who truly makes it to the end is never the most flamboyant one."

He turned his head and called out into the corridor.

"Zhou Yan, come in."

Footsteps sounded.

A tall young man came out of the next room and stood beside Liu Shiyi.

He had a short buzz cut, a calm face, and reserved eyes.

His aura was heavy and solid, like a pressed iron plate.

Reaching peak level 90.

Moreover, it is a Lord-level profession—Ironclad Warrior.

Liu Shiyi pointed at Zhou Yan, then turned to look at Lin Mo.

"These are my students whom I've taught for two years, both from the class of '90."

"He was always the last student to leave the training ground every day."

"He ranks in the top five in his grade, but he never boasts about it."

Zhou Yan nodded slightly as a greeting.

He didn't say a single word from beginning to end.

Liu Shiyi stroked his long beard.

"Your blank warrior, to put it bluntly—no matter how strong your hidden talents are, they can't make up for your inherent weaknesses in the profession."

"In terms of strength, Zhou Yan could easily take on three of you at once."

"If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Lin Yao panicked: "Teacher Liu, Lin Mo is still a freshman—"

"Why not let them try?"

Liu Shiyi waved his hand.

"Young people will never know their own limitations if they don't stumble and fall a few times."

He was determined to curb Lin Mo's arrogance today.

Zhou Yan glanced at Liu Shiyi.

The old man nodded slightly.

Zhou Yan turned to Lin Mo and said calmly, "Junior, you make the first move."

Lin Mo's lips curled slightly as he took out the platinum longsword and rubbed it against his hand a few times.

Madness, activated.

A crimson aura emanated from Lin Mo's body, causing the temperature in the entire office to drop several degrees.

My strength has improved so much, but I haven't tried it yet.

Someone actually volunteered to be a punching bag! That's great!

Zhou Yan's pupils suddenly contracted.

That's too late.

Lin Mo had already appeared in front of him.

One punch.

No enchantments, no skills.

A single, pure punch!

Zhou Yan crossed his arms to block, and the rock enchantment solidified into a half-inch thick shield on the surface of his arms.

The fist landed on the shield.

"Click."

The immense force shattered the rock shield into dust with overwhelming force!

Zhou Yan was sent flying backward, his back smashing through the bookshelf and scattering dozens of array diagrams all over the ground.

He lay on his back in the ruins, his eyes rolling back.

I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

A cactus on top of the bookshelf fell down and landed squarely on his face.

Lin Mo shook his head dismissively and said bluntly:

"You call that being able to take on three of me?"

"Little Liu, don't treat every Tom, Dick, and Harry like a treasure."

The office was silent for three seconds.

"Oh...any cat or dog...Little...Little Liu?"

"What on earth is this guy talking about?"

Lin Yao's eyes widened; she was almost always shocked by every word Lin Mo uttered.

Lin Mo actually compared Teacher Liu's students to cats and dogs to his face, which was tantamount to publicly humiliating Teacher Liu.

What's even more outrageous is the way he addresses his teacher, Xiao Liu. Is that how a normal person addresses their teacher?

Finally, she remembered that Lin Mo had instantly killed that peak first-stage student with a single punch...

The sheer volume of information nearly overloaded her brain, causing her to revert to a state of mental dementia.

Saliva slowly spilled from the corner of his mouth...

"You...you..."

Liu Shiyi's long beard was trembling slightly, and he looked completely distraught.

He stared at Zhou Yan, who was embedded in the wreckage of the bookshelf, and then looked at Lin Mo, who was standing still, waving his arms.

He opened his mouth several times.

In the end, they didn't ask "how did you do it?"

Hearing "Little Liu" made him laugh in exasperation.

He turned around, walked to the door, and called out into the depths of the corridor.

"Congratulations!"

The sound was three times louder than before.

A dozen seconds later, a young man in a black training uniform strode over.

He was half a head taller than Zhou Yan, with broad shoulders and a sharp gaze.

Their auras are completely different.

Second turn.

Level 95.

Occupation: Steel Ridge Earth Cracker.

He Cheng glanced at Zhou Yan lying on the ground, and his eyebrows twitched.

"Teacher, what happened?"

Liu Shiyi was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at Lin Mo, pointing a trembling finger at him.

"Go and teach him a lesson."

He Cheng looked at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo looked at him and smiled.

"bring it on."

He Cheng was not as polite as Zhou Yan.

The second-job professional unleashed their full aura, causing the floor beneath their feet to shatter in a ring.

He took a step forward, his entire body transforming into a gray afterimage—

"Steel Spine, Mountain Breaker!"

The fist, coated with a dark gray enchantment three times thicker than Zhou Yan's, slammed into Lin Mo's face with a sharp whooshing sound.

Lin Mo and he exchanged a punch.

"Bang!"

The air exploded.

He Cheng's arm trembled violently, his hand split open, and blood flowed down between his fingers.

He was knocked back several steps and almost fell to the ground.

He gritted his teeth and steadied himself, his left fist following closely behind.

"Xiao Liu, the student you called here isn't very capable either."

Lin Mo smiled and casually commented.

The second punch.

Lin Mo didn't answer this time.

He sidestepped the punch and placed his right hand on He Cheng's shoulder.

A gentle push.

"ah!!"

All that could be heard was a scream!

He Cheng's body flew straight out of the window as if he had been hit by a high-speed train.

Amidst the sound of shattering glass, his figure swept across half the playground before finally crashing into a water dispenser at the end of the corridor of the opposite teaching building.

Water splashed everywhere.

Several screams and the sound of shattering glass echoed down the corridor.

In the third-floor office, only the draft that whistled through the room remained.

Liu Shiyi stood in front of the shattered window, his long beard disheveled by the wind.

He opened his mouth but couldn't utter a single word.

His eyes widened in disbelief; he was completely dumbfounded.

"Huh!?" Lin Yao was also stunned, looking at Lin Mo with the eyes of someone looking at a monster.