Super Dimensional Academy

Feng Mo looked at him knowingly, even grinning amicably to reveal his four front teeth.

'What the hell is this monster?!'

Even the berserker, Ato, panicked.

"Ato, stop!"

Fairy Lingyin shouted and stepped forward.

"That's it for now."

The Governor-General of Shanghai also stepped forward, displaying his imposing presence and locking onto Yato.

Unaware that Feng Mo and Yato were already clashing, they stepped forward to stop them.

They were all aware of Athos's strength; he was known as one of the strongest berserkers in the history of Norse mythology.

In modern Scandinavia, the only one who can completely suppress him is the one known as the First Berserker.

In the governor's view, if Ato were to actually take action, Feng Mo would surely die.

Although Feng Mo doesn't have any special identity, as long as he has Chinese blood in his veins, the governor will absolutely not allow anyone to kill him in front of him.

However, to their surprise, Yato gave them a rather strange look before immediately letting go of their hands.

That eerie look in his eyes was very much like...gratitude?

Furthermore, why did they feel that Ato was almost impatient to stop?

"Xia Hongyi, are you sure you want to make an enemy of the entire Nordic region for this person and for me?"

The crimson mist dissipated.

Yato stared intently at Xia Hongyi and said threateningly.

'Xia Hongyi! Good brother! Thank you for giving me a way out!'

"No one can kill a Chinese person on Chinese soil! If you dare to do so, you are making an enemy of the entire nation of China!"

Xia Hongyi did not back down at all. He stepped in front of Feng Mo and stared at Yato expressionlessly.

The surroundings fell silent again, and everyone stared seriously at the two people facing off.

Xia Hongyi wondered to himself, 'Could this berserker be plotting something? Is my real target? Or is he planning to secretly eliminate Feng Mo?!'

Ato thought to himself, 'Five seconds should be enough, right? I've saved face and saved face. Before this monster exposes me, I'd better slip away!'

Both of them had their own ulterior motives. Time passed second by second. Just as the fourth second was about to pass and Ato was preparing to use his Oscar-worthy acting skills to make a "give up" expression, a voice came.

"Hey, aren't you guys mistaken about something?"

Feng Mo smiled and put one hand on Xia Hongyi's shoulder, pulling him aside.

"Oh my god, I'm sorry, bro! Just one second! Please, just one more second!"

Yato was almost in tears.

"Shouldn't this be a matter between me and this... um... berserker?? We should handle our own affairs."

"Fellow Daoist Feng Mo, please don't..."

Lingyin Fairy became anxious and immediately spoke, but was also pushed away by Feng Mo.

The two people who were originally protecting Feng Mo were pushed aside, and Feng Mo faced Yato again.

Okay, to be precise, it was Ato who directly confronted Feng Mo.

Sweat was dripping from his forehead.

Feng Mo glanced at the three corpses on the ground, a slight smile playing on his lips.

“Ato, is it? I have good news for you.” He crouched down and placed his hand on the head of one of the corpses. “My student has helped you kill your foolish apprentice.”

I rely on!

Lingyin Fairy and Xia Hongyi were completely astonished.

Is this how you handle things yourself?!

Are you saying that having your head crushed on the spot isn't exciting enough, and you want Ato to chop you up and throw you into the Pacific Ocean to feed the sharks?!

Ato: 'You're right, you're absolutely right.'

From an angle unseen by others, Feng Mo's left Rinnegan was revealed.

Rinnegan, Human Path, Submerged Heart!

With the optimized Human Path ability activated, even the memories of the dead were instantly acquired by Feng Mo.

Feng Mo smiled knowingly and slowly stood up.

"Because of their stupidity, they will make you die without a burial place sooner or later."

"You said... cough cough cough, what did you say?"

Yato almost let it slip, so he quickly made himself look fierce.

However, Feng Mo's words did bother him, because he knew very well that his three disciples were indeed quite stupid.

Because of their stupidity, I have never paid much attention to their affairs. If it weren't for saving face, I wouldn't have bothered to avenge them.

Now he's even gotten himself into trouble with the monster Feng Mo. If they were still alive and standing in front of him, Yato would want to slap them to death.

Feng Mo beckoned to Yato with his finger, signaling him to come closer.

Ato forgot his Oscar-worthy performance and obediently bent over amidst everyone's bewildered expressions.

Feng Mo spoke a sentence in a voice that only Yato could hear.

After hearing his words, Yato stared at Feng Mo for three seconds, then immediately left.

'Feng Mo, my good brother!'

"This……"

Xia Hongyi stared at Feng Mo with his mouth slightly agape, incredulous.

What exactly did he say to calm the berserker down and make him leave on the spot?!

Xia Hongyi's thoughts were exactly the same as those of the people around him.

Those Chinese people who knew Feng Mo's background were all somewhat at a loss because of this change.

Those rumored to have damaged dantian are not easily defeated!

The rumored good-for-nothing, with just one sentence, made the powerful Nordic warrior disregard the grudge of killing his disciple and leave on the spot!

Today's events have shown them that all the rumors are utter nonsense!

The problem is, if he is actually a strong person, why would he let the media spread rumors and cause all the students to drop out of school?

'Could it be that he has reached a state of enlightenment where he is neither elated by external gains nor saddened by personal losses, truly transcending the mundane world?'

Looking at Feng Mo, especially his ever-smiling face, Xia Hongyi became even more certain of his thoughts.

'Ah, I see, I see! This is the true master of seclusion!'

Chapter 33

It's five o'clock.

The concert officially began, and although everyone was either shocked or puzzled, they still took their seats.

Only Feng Mo, Fairy Lingyin, and a few others remained in the same spot.

Fairy Lingyin glanced at Feng Mo, said nothing more, and directly ordered people to dispose of the body before returning to the backstage area.

Xia Hongyi, on the other hand, scrutinized Feng Mo for a long time, seemingly trying to see through him.

But no matter how he tried to probe with his spiritual sense, he couldn't detect anything.

The feeling wasn't that Feng Mo was so strong that he completely excluded his spiritual sense, but rather that it was swept away as if Feng Mo didn't exist at all!

The more mysterious it is, the more people fear it; the more unfathomable it is, the less they dare to act rashly.

Feng Mo wanted Xia Hongyi to have that feeling.

He didn't intend to reveal his identity as "the number one person in the world." He just wanted Xia Hongyi and others to think he was mysterious.

That way, there won't be a bunch of reporters and nouveau riche blocking the school gate after today, nor will there be a few idiots inexplicably causing trouble for me.

Although he was unaware that Xia Hongyi had already filled in a fairly comprehensive picture in his mind.

“Mr. Feng Mo, this is my business card. Although you may not care about it at your level, you can contact me anytime if you suddenly want to recruit students.”

Xia Hongyi looked for a long time but still found nothing. He could only sincerely hand his business card to Feng Mo and then take his leave.

Feng Mo had been eagerly anticipating his departure, so he casually waved his hand, as if shooing away a mosquito.

Xia Hongyi's expression turned serious. Yes, this was the attitude of a reclusive master!

Watching him leave, Feng Mo immediately turned back, walked up to Tang Rou, and took her hand again.

"It'll be ready in a moment."

As he spoke, he placed his right hand over Tang Rou's wound, his chakra surging as he activated a medical ninjutsu.

After a few breaths.

Feng Mo released his grip and smiled, "Alright."

Tang Rou looked down and saw that the wound on her right hand had not only stopped bleeding, but had not even left a scar.

She tried clenching her fist and found that she felt no discomfort and it did not affect her performance at all.

"Teacher, what is it that you can't do?"

Tang Rou looked at Feng Mo with a faint smile and her eyes sparkling.

Feng Mo: "Who knows?"

Kurumi leaned over from the side and asked curiously, "Teacher, what did you say to that big guy that made him leave?"

Feng Mo placed a large hand on Kurumi's head: "Why ask so many questions? The concert has started. We should go over there."

Kurumi pouted. Although she was curious, she couldn't do anything since Feng Mo wouldn't tell her, so she could only follow him to the first row of seats.

Feng Mo walked ahead, his gaze sweeping around before finally settling on a blond young man exuding an air of nobility.

When Tony mentioned that the other party had approached him out of nowhere, he became certain of one thing: that the other party must be acting under someone's orders, and was likely being used as a pawn.

Anyone who gets into the concert hall wouldn't deliberately cause trouble. Even the dumbest person should have some common sense, after all, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He then used his human abilities to read memories, which confirmed this.

The person behind the scenes was that blond young man.

As for his purpose, Feng Mo understood it after a little thought.

On the surface, the blond youth's goal seemed to be to prevent Tang Rou from playing, so that Lang Lang could win.

But apart from Feng Mo and the others, no one present thought Tang Rou could win, and the blond youth was no exception.

What he did was completely unnecessary and meaningless; it was the behavior of a complete idiot rich kid.

Everyone who knows about this would think the same thing.

And that's exactly what he wanted.

Even later, he would deliberately promote this point.

He wanted everyone to think that Langlang lacked confidence and that he would sabotage his opponents before the match, making it impossible for Langlang to gain a foothold in China!

In this way, he can provide timely assistance and attract prostitutes.

Although the fact that the Nordic trio was ultimately killed by Feng Mo's student was unexpected, it was just a matter of finding a scapegoat.

'What a clever person.'

Feng Mo smiled, walked past the blond youth, and sat down in his seat.

'What a pity, the scapegoat isn't willing to take the blame.'

Yato was the scapegoat, and now Feng Mo had told him the truth.