Chapter 30: Lin Qingmo, You Have Already Found a Way to Your Death!
Chapter 30: Lin Qingmo, You Have Already Found a Way to Your Death!
Lin Qingmo’s lips curled up in a playful arc.
"Is your attack over already?"
His voice was soft, yet carried a cold mockery.
As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step toward Tang San.
His pace seemed leisurely, like a casual stroll in a garden.
But with the next step, his figure closed the distance like a ghost!
"Not good!"
Alarm bells rang in Tang San’s heart, and a sudden chill rose within him!
His footwork changed rapidly as he suddenly activated Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
Streaks of afterimages trailed behind him, attempting to confuse his opponent’s vision.
"Paltry tricks."
Lin Qingmo chuckled, a faint blue light flashing in his eyes.
He wasn’t bothered by the illusions at all, his right hand shooting out like lightning.
Crack!
With unerring precision, he grabbed Tang San’s actual wrist!
"What?!"
Tang San’s pupils constricted as waves of shock surged in his heart.
Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track was seen through so easily?!
Gritting his teeth, he channeled his Mysterious Heaven SkillInternal Energy into his arm.
Beneath the surface, a faint jade-colored luster appeared.
"Let go!"
Tang San growled, struggling with all his might.
But that slender hand was like a shackle forged from stars.
It didn’t budge an inch; instead, an even more terrifying grip strength came through.
"Ugh—!"
The intense pain caused cold sweat to break out on Tang San’s forehead.
The power he took pride in was like a clay ox entering the sea—completely vanished!
An unprecedented panic gripped his heart.
His left hand slipped silently toward the Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges at his waist.
His fingertips touched the cold Godly Zhuge Crossbow.
’I have no choice but to use this!’
A ruthless look flashed in Tang San’s eyes.
Once a hidden weapon was released, life and death would be out of his control.
But at this moment, he absolutely could not lose!
"Heh."
A light sneer sounded in his ear, like ice water being poured over his head.
Lin Qingmo seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
"Can’t win, so you want to play these underhanded tricks?"
His voice was full of blatant mockery.
Tang San’s movements froze, and his heart turned cold.
Could it be that he even... Before the thought could finish, a fist rapidly enlarged before his eyes!
Bang!
A heavy thud was accompanied by the groan of bones.
"Ah—!"
Tang San cried out in pain, staggering backward.
His vision was instantly filled with countless stars and darkness.
Half of his cheek felt burning and numb, followed by an exploding pain.
He felt as if his cheekbone had cracked, and a metallic sweetness spread in his mouth.
"This punch is to teach you some rules."
Lin Qingmo shook his wrist, his tone indifferent.
"In an academy sparring match, who gave you permission to use that lethal thing?"
"I..."
Tang San wanted to argue, but he gasped in pain.
"This kick is to pay you back for your arrogance just now."
Lin Qingmo gave him no chance and raised his leg to kick!
Thump!
Tang San took a heavy blow to the abdomen, his stomach churning.
He curled up like a shrimp, tears and snot flowing freely.
"That’s for provoking me!"
"That’s for your dirty looks!"
Lin Qingmo’s words fell along with his punches and kicks like raindrops.
"That’s for being so arrogant!"
Thump! Thump! Bang!
Every strike was solid and powerful, the dull thuds echoing across the training grounds.
Tang San desperately tried to protect his head and face, but he couldn’t defend his whole body.
Before that absolute power, the Mysterious Jade Hand was like fragile paper.
He was beaten like a punching bag, swaying and staggering, completely unable to fight back.
"A-Qing! Hit his left side!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Kick his lower body! His footwork is a mess!"
Xiao Wu was jumping around on the side, her pink eyes shining brilliantly.
She waved her small fists, excitedly directing the "battle."
It was as if she were watching a magnificent play.
"Wow..."
The surrounding students watching the fight all had their mouths wide open.
A few upperclassmen rubbed their eyes in disbelief.
"Tang... Tang San is just being suppressed and beaten like that?"
"Where on earth did that blue-haired guy come from?!"
"He hasn’t even activated his Spirit... how terrifying."
Those who had originally favored Tang San were now silent.
Absolute crushing, suspense-free domination.
Lin Qingmo’s movements were concise, efficient, and even... elegant.
Yet they carried a suffocating aesthetic of violence.
The sounds of the beating continued for quite some time.
Finally, Lin Qingmo stopped and let go.
With a thud, Tang San collapsed onto the ground, covered in dust.
His nose was bleeding profusely, and his cheeks were swollen like steamed buns.
His eyes were bruised and swollen shut into two slits, tears mixing with blood and grime.
His once-elegant clothes had become tattered and covered in footprints.
He no longer looked anything like the ’Innate Full Spirit PowerGenius’ from before.
"Phew—"
Lin Qingmo let out a long breath and flexed his fingers.
Sunlight fell on his deep blue hair, shimmering with light.
He looked down at the wretched Tang San on the ground.
A remarkably "kind" smile suddenly blossomed on his face.
"Next time you want to spar, remember to tell me in advance."
"I’m free anytime to ’guide’ you."
His tone was as gentle as if he were discussing the weather.
Tang San trembled all over, the sense of humiliation like a venomous snake biting his heart.
"Xiao Wu, let’s go."
"Coming!"
Xiao Wu, like a cheerful little rabbit, hopped over in a few steps.
She naturally took Lin Qingmo’s arm.
The two walked away side by side, their silhouettes exceptionally harmonious in the sunlight.
The crowd of onlookers silently made way, their gazes complex.
There was awe, curiosity, and even a hint of fear.
It wasn’t until they were far away that the whispers suddenly erupted.
Only Tang San remained, curled up on the ground.
Through his swollen eyelids, he stared intently in that direction.
His fingernails dug deep into the flesh of his palms, drawing blood.
The pain in his entire body couldn’t compare to even a ten-thousandth of the hatred in his heart.
"Lin... Qing... mo..."
He squeezed the name through his teeth, every word dripping with venom.
Boundless resentment and killing intent grew wildly in his chest.
"You... have already found a way to your death!"
...Deep within the clouds above Nuoding Academy.
A stunning figure shrouded in a black robe stood silently.
A light breeze blew past, outlining her breathtaking curves.
Bibi Dong’s violet eyes were gazing downward.
Everything that had just happened fell into her eyes without missing a beat.
"His temper has certainly grown."
Her red lips parted slightly, her voice lazy and magnetic.
Seeing Lin Qingmo deal with his opponent so decisively, a trace of almost imperceptible satisfaction flickered in her eyes.
Young people should have such sharp edges and decisiveness.
But when her gaze landed on the arm held by the pink-haired girl... the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to drop several degrees.
"Hmph."
A very soft cold snort.
"He hasn’t been gone long, yet he’s already learned how to attract bees and butterflies."
Her slender fingers brushed lightly over her cuff, her tone betraying no emotion.
Her powerful mental force spread out silently like spilled mercury.
Carefully sensing every wisp of aura in Nuoding City and its surroundings.
’No spirit power fluctuations from Tang Hao... that fellow is quite cautious.’
Bibi Dong’s slightly furrowed brows relaxed a bit.
She had Spirit HallSpirit Masters patrol this area frequently.
To hide his son, Tang Hao indeed didn’t dare to approach this place.
This made her feel slightly more at ease regarding Lin Qingmo’s current safety.
Immediately after, her gaze fixed on Xiao Wu.
Pink hair, agile eyes, defenseless intimacy... "A 100,000 yearsSoft Bones Rabbit..."
She whispered to herself, confirming what Lin Qingmo had said in the group.
Her Transformation is perfect, and her aura is suppressed exceptionally well.
Had she not already suspected it, even she would have needed to investigate carefully to be certain.
Watching Xiao Wu’s natural dependence and joy toward Lin Qingmo.
Bibi Dong suddenly thought of another figure.
The one from many years ago, who was also as gentle as water, but ultimately... Ah Yin.
Especially that "A-Qing" that Xiao Wu blurted out.
Natural, familiar, and carrying an unconscious intimacy.
It vaguely overlapped with a name in her memory that was becoming increasingly clear.
"A Rogue Rabbit..."
Bibi Dong’s eyes darkened, ripples of thought surfacing.
If it really is that person from the group, it’s quite interesting.
"It seems I’ll have to find a time to ’get to know’ this Rogue Rabbit."
The corners of her lips curled into an extremely faint yet heart-palpitating arc.
Finally, her cold gaze swept over Tang San on the ground, who looked like a beaten dog.
Killing intent flashed in her eyes for a moment before returning to calm.
Now is not the time.
"Just let yourself be a stepping stone for A-Qing."
Her black robe swayed slightly, and her figure vanished into the clouds like a phantom.
(End of Chapter)
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