57: Chapter 56 He's already level 90 as soon as he starts school, what are we supposed to do?

A lackey nearby boasted at the right moment:

"Brother Shen is a top 10 favorite for this year's Freshman Competition!"

"The highest-level freshman, known as 'The First Fist to Shock Chang'an'!"

"You should just surrender now and save yourself a beating later."

"Don't say we didn't warn you, Senior Lin cannot participate in first-year battles."

A heavy pressure rolled over from the end of the narrow path.

Everyone blocking Lin Mo's path released their level indicators!

Level 7! Level 8! Level 8! Level 7! Level 8! Level 8!

Every single person's eyes were filled with extreme confidence!

“Hahahaha! Scared, aren't you!”

“Apologize right now, call him Brother Shen, and say you’re not good enough for Su Xiaoli, and we’ll let you go!”

Lin Mo: "..."

Lin Mo glanced at the golden Level 9 indicator above Shen Caizi's head, then scanned the group of Level 7 and 8 lackeys behind him.

Then he turned to look at Lin Yao.

“Are these people serious?”

Lin Yao lowered her voice to a level only the two of them could hear.

“All your information was sealed by the Alliance... They only know you're a Blank Slate Warrior and ranked first in Patrol Hunting.”

She stole a glance at Shen Caizi, her lips twitching.

“Besides, we signed a non-disclosure agreement when entering the school yesterday; we can't talk about what happened in the dungeon...”

Lin Mo realized.

No wonder.

These people didn't even know his real level, yet they dared to block his path.

Seeing the two of them whispering, Shen Caizi adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his smile remaining unchanged.

“Student Lin, I mean no harm, I just hope you recognize reality.”

“Xiao Li deserves better options.”

Lin Yao suddenly stepped forward and took a deep breath.

“Junior Shen, if you don't want to get beaten up, you should back off.”

“Lin Mo is not someone you can handle.”

Shen Caizi tilted his head, his smile deepening.

“Senior Lin, you want to protect him?”

“That will cost you academic credits.”

The lackeys nearby joined in the jeering.

“Lin Mo, how long are you going to live off a woman?”

“You even need a woman to block a direct challenge for you!”

Lin Mo took two steps forward.

Shen Caizi did not back down.

He even puffed out his chest slightly, his aura as a Level 9 class holder fully unleashed, making the air feel a bit heavier.

“Want to fight?” He pushed up his glasses, “That suits me ju—”

Slap.

A crisp sound rang out.

Extremely crisp, extremely clean.

Shen Caizi vanished from the spot.

No, he didn't vanish.

It was just too fast.

Everyone only saw an afterimage flying sideways, snapping a roadside tree the thickness of a bowl, before finally hanging off a thicker trunk behind it.

The gold-rimmed glasses spun three times in the air before hitting the ground, the lenses shattered in half.

Shen Caizi's head lolled to one side, his eyes rolled back, and he passed out on the spot.

His left cheek was swollen like a steamed bun.

The narrow path fell silent for a full three seconds.

One slap.

He only used one slap.

He didn't even use a weapon. He didn't even use any skills.

He hadn't even released his class aura.

And Shen Caizi—Level 9, Monarch Grade Class, Mythical Grade talent, a top ten favorite for the Freshman Competition.

The genius known as 'The First Fist to Shock Chang'an'!

He flew off like a tattered sack.

“Wh... what?!”

The voice of the first lackey to react cracked.

“Are... are you kidding me?”

Lin Mo shook his hand, feeling very bored.

“Boring.”

The remaining six or seven people were frozen in place, their legs beginning to tremble.

“Run!!!”

Someone shouted, and the group scattered like startled rabbits.

One person ran too fast and slipped, face-planting into the dirt, but scrambled up and kept running without looking back, even losing a shoe in the process.

As they ran, they shouted.

“Another monster! This is the third monster in this year's batch at Tianfu University!!!”

Within three seconds, only Lin Mo, Lin Yao, and Shen Caizi hanging from the tree remained on the narrow path.

Lin Yao held her apple, her mouth formed into an 'O' shape.

“You... you didn't break him, did you?”

“It's fine, I held back.”

Lin Mo glanced at Shen Caizi hanging on the tree,

“He's probably just asleep.”

Lin Yao: "..."

You call that holding back? The guy is embedded in a tree.

She took a deep breath and decided not to think about it.

“Let's go, I'll take you to register.”

...

First floor of the Tianfu University Academic Affairs Building.

There was a line of about a dozen people at the freshman registration window.

When it was Lin Mo's turn, a senior girl in casual clothes sat behind the window with a stack of enrollment forms spread out before her.

“Name.”

“Lin Mo.”

“Class.”

“Warrior.”

The senior's pen paused, and she looked up at him.

Lin Mo?

The one with the legendary talent that reduces damage by 10 points?

She said nothing and continued writing.

“Level.”

“90.”

The tip of the pen pierced the paper with a screech.

The senior's movements froze.

She slowly looked up, her large, clear eyes wide and round.

“How many?”

“90.”

The senior was silent for two seconds before letting out a speechless laugh.

“Student, this is for your level, not your weight.”

“I'm talking about my level.”

“Are you sure it's 90? Not 9?”

“For a first-year freshman, Level 9 is already very excellent, you don't need to—”

Lin Mo smiled slightly and released his level indicator.

The dazzling golden numbers hovered above Lin Mo's head, bright and white, as blinding as the midday sun.

[LV. 90]

The senior's jaw dropped so wide it almost dislocated.

The dozen or so freshmen waiting in line behind him all craned their necks.

After seeing the number clearly, gasps erupted one after another from the queue.

“Holy crap! Level 90?! Isn't that the peak of the First Class Advancement?!”

“Level 90 just as school starts? I'm only Level 7, is this even right?”

“A freshman?? You're telling me this is a first-year in the same batch as me?? Many juniors haven't even reached the peak of their First Class Advancement!”

“More than that! Many people might not even reach it by graduation...”

“He said his name is Lin Mo? He's that Lin Mo with the hidden talent???”

“Wow! How can someone be this ridiculous! This is truly terrifying!”

Standing nearby, Lin Yao was already completely numb.

You were only Level 30 yesterday, hey!

Can you please act like a normal person!!

An image suddenly popped into her head.

The senior girl who organized Su Xiaoli's fan club is only Level 82. If she found out Lin Mo was already Level 90...

After registration was finished.

Lin Yao shook her head, her twin tails swaying as she cleared those extra thoughts from her mind.

“I'll take you to meet your mentor. You must be low-key in front of him; Teacher Liu doesn't like students who are too flashy.”

“He also doesn't like students who act too impulsively.”

“Oh...”

Lin Mo responded casually.

Low-key? Sorry, he couldn't be low-key at all.

If you have a cheat and don't show off, what's the point of having it?