Upon hearing the words, the strikingly beautiful woman sitting at the back of class six, narrowed her eyes ever so slightly.
Her expression, however, remained utterly serene, without the slightest ripple.
In fact, she watched Lin Mo at the doorway with a somewhat amused look.
"Are you looking for Lingluo?"
The teacher with gold-rimmed glasses took a glance and then burst into laughter,
"Kid, let me make one thing clear to you—this is the Imperial Martial Arts Academy, and Miss Lingluo is an individual of exceptional standing."
"No matter what grudge or resentment you have with Miss Lingluo, get out of the Imperial Martial Arts Academy this instant. Otherwise, you're finished today."
Lin Mo gave him a glance and sneered, "Exceptional standing? Even if she were the daughter of God, today, if I want her dead, there's no chance for her to live."
"Arrogant fool, courting death!"
The middle-aged man's eyes turned cold and in an instant, the Gang Qi erupted from his body, creating cracks where he stood.
Not only that, but the blackboard beside him, unable to withstand the sudden surge and pressure of his inner energy, exploded into pieces.
Seeing this, the students all crossed their arms as if watching an exciting play.
Their faces were full of smugness and pride:
"It's been a long time since we've seen Teacher Zhou in action."
"This guy really doesn't know whether he's alive or dead."
"Ha ha, our Teacher Zhou is a Martial Arts Grandmaster. That kid's probably going to be crippled in the next second."
However, just as they finished speaking, to their shock, Teacher Zhou was suddenly sent flying with a bang, and they didn't even see how Lin Mo made his move.
When they looked back at Teacher Zhou, they saw him crashing into the lectern, which completely shattered. As for him, his internal organs were nearly ruptured, and he lay on the ground, howling in pain.
At that moment, everyone's eyes were bulging out of disbelief.
How was this possible?
Their teacher, who had always been so mighty in their hearts, was actually less powerful than this teenager in his late teens?
For a moment, their eyes were filled with intense jealousy.
Among them, there were some geniuses, but only now did they realize that they had been looking at the sky from the bottom of a well.
It turned out that their talent was nowhere near this young man's—by countless magnitudes.
Finally, Lingluo snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in her eyes.
Although Teacher Zhou was a Martial Arts Grandmaster, his combat power was much inferior compared to hers; she was confident that she could defeat Teacher Zhou with one move.
Therefore, she didn't take Lin Mo seriously.
Lin Mo also saw her and his lips curled with a trace of cold amusement, "It seems that you must be Lingluo?"
"That's right, I am the lady you're addressing. Do you think you're very impressive?"
"Within the Imperial Martial Arts Academy, I can make you disappear without a trace with just one word."
Lingluo looked at Lin Mo with a contemptuous tone, as if the entire Martial Arts Academy was hers to command.
Lin Mo, with his hands clasped behind his back, walked toward her step by step and said indifferently,
"Let me tell you something too, it doesn't matter whether you're a dragon or a tiger in the Imperial Martial Arts Academy, in my eyes, Lin Mo, you are nothing but an ant."
As Lin Mo walked toward Lingluo, many students subconsciously stepped aside, not wanting to be fools; if he could injure Teacher Zhou, it was clear that this teenager was not someone they could handle.
At that moment, a young man dressed in designer clothing stepped out to block Lin Mo's path,
"Do you realize what you're doing right now?"
Lin Mo glanced at him, his gaze cold, "Get lost!"
The young man's face turned ugly, and he sneered,
"Don't say Lingluo is someone you can't afford to provoke; even I am too much for you to handle."
"I tell you, if you dare to touch Lingluo, I will skin you alive!"
Smack!!
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Mo slapped him and sent him flying into the wall behind them. He landed on the ground covered in blood, a gruesome sight to behold.
In the same instant, Lin Mo walked up to Lingluo and lit a cigarette, asking unhurriedly,
"Tell me, why did you send people to capture Xia Mengdie?"
Even after Lin Mo had injured so many people, the girl named Lingluo didn't show a trace of fear on her face. On the contrary, her expression was disdainful, and she said arrogantly,
"Do you think you're worthy of an explanation from me?"
As she spoke, a powerful aura surged from Lingluo's body, rolling toward Lin Mo like raging waves.
Suddenly, everyone present found it difficult to breathe.
That aura was mighty like a mountain, seemingly capable of crushing everything with its tumultuous oppression.
"Competing in aura with me?"
Lin Mo let out a cold laugh. Suddenly, an aura burst forth from him, reminiscent of the Nine Heavens Monarch and a Demon God from Hell.
His overwhelming, world-shattering oppression immediately crushed Lingluo's aura completely.
Lingluo's face turned pale with shock. She hadn't expected the young man before her to have a stronger aura than hers, and hers had just been snuffed out?
"Speak, why did you send people to capture Xia Mengdie!"
Lin Mo's expression grew slightly colder, and the temperature around dropped several degrees. Lingluo's face grew even paler, but she bit her lip and said with a cold look,
"Damn it, remove your aura this instant, or else!"
Smack!!
"Or else my ass!"
Before she could finish, Lin Mo slapped her, sending her crashing onto a desk. Two of her teeth were knocked out, and her beautiful face was smeared with blood, making her look utterly pitiful.
The next second, Lin Mo abruptly lifted her up with one hand and looked at her with an indifferent gaze,
"Do you think you are powerful? Do you think you're above everyone else?"
"Do you think no one dares to provoke you? In my eyes, Lin Mo, you are nothing more than a worm, not even worth a fart! Killing you would be as easy as crushing an ant!"
With those words, the domineering and icy aura Lin Mo released made everyone in the classroom feel as though they were at the Top of the Arctic.
Everyone felt a fear in their hearts, a fear that made them want to kneel and worship.
Lingluo's body trembled violently, panic filling her eyes,
"You... don't you mess around."
"I had people capture Xia Mengdie just because the man I liked, liked her. So, I wanted to teach her a lesson."
Lin Mo's gaze was indifferent, "Really? I suspect it's not that simple."
Having her motives seen through by Lin Mo, Lingluo's eyes filled with resentment, "It's all that bitch's fault. If it weren't for her, perhaps the man I like would have loved only me!"
Smack!
No sooner had she finished speaking did Lin Mo make her mouth bleed with another slap. His eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Lingluo's beautiful eyes contracted, and fear was apparent, "If... if you kill me, you'll have no way out."
Lin Mo scoffed and said,
"So what if I kill you? Do you think a mere bunch of trash could stop me, Lin Mo? I, Lin Mo, will kill whomever I please!"
"How dare you, insolent fool!"
Then, suddenly, over thirty powerful auras arrived.
Glancing around, there were no fewer than thirty Martial Arts Grandmasters!
Among them, the one who just spoke had already stepped into the realm of a Half-step Martial Venerate.
Seeing these people arrive, Lingluo's eyes flashed with a hint of excitement,
"The experts from the Imperial Martial Arts Academy have arrived. You're as good as dead."