I just became a mage, and my skills have become supernatural? What the heck?

Inside the monitoring room.

The towering flames from the pillar of fire illuminated the monitor screen in a fiery red.

Everyone was stunned.

Having only changed jobs three days ago, I've already mastered an intermediate-level skill in the Trial Tower—it's unheard of!

Moreover, the first move involved more than twenty pillars of fire.

This means that Lin Mo's skill proficiency has reached the maximum level he has reached.

How did he manage to do that?

"Old Zhao."

Lin Tianhao turned his head, his gaze playfully shifting to Zhao Lei on the other side. "So, what do you want to say about this screen? Steam it or deep-fry it?"

At this moment, Zhao Lei's expression was beyond just looking ugly.

He stared intently at the screen, unable to believe it.

But the facts are right in front of us.

"Cough cough..."

Xu Wenchang's gaze swept between the two men, his tone carrying a deeper meaning:

"Old Zhao, we're both people of importance, and since some things have already been said..."

At this point, Xu Wenchang paused, looking like he was enjoying the spectacle.

"There's no joking in the military..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Tianhao immediately chimed in:

"Haha, Lao Xu, you're overthinking it. Who is Lao Zhao? He's Commander Zhao! A high-ranking official in Jianghai City! How could he possibly renege on his debt?"

As he spoke, Lin Tianhao glanced at Zhao Lei again and said:

"However, the texture of this screen probably won't be very good."

"Old Zhao, if you're really in a difficult position... just say, 'My son isn't even worth a finger of Lin Mo,' and we'll call it even, how about that?"

These words, seemingly offering a way out, were actually more painful for Zhao Lei to say than to kill him.

Zhao Lei suddenly raised his head, gritting his teeth as he said:

"Hmph, I, Zhao Lei, am an upright and honest person; I honor my bet!"

"Someone come here! Take this screen apart!"

The adjutant beside him was taken aback.

"Huh? Commander... you really want to eat it?"

"Nonsense, there's no joking in the military, dismantle it!"

Zhao Lei shouted loudly.

The adjutant shuddered in fright and quickly removed the screen.

Looking at the dark screen in front of him, Zhao Lei took a deep breath.

boom--!

A ball of crimson flame shot out from the palm, instantly burning the monitor into a pile of blackish-gray powder.

As a high-level fire-attribute warrior, his physical attributes are almost completely different from those of ordinary humans.

Eating a monitor might cause temporary discomfort and nausea, but it doesn't do much harm to the body.

But that sense of humiliation was more intense than any poison.

Lin Tianhao gave Zhao Lei a thumbs up as he watched him prepare to start the meal.

It's ruthless!

Xu Wenchang laughed loudly and said, "Hahaha, it has to be our Commander Zhao! I admire his courage!"

After saying that, he turned his gaze back to the main screen.

At this moment, Lin Mo had already cleared the twenty-first floor and was waiting for the teleportation to the next floor.

"But then again..."

Xu Wenchang's tone became serious:

"Old Lin, your kid is more than just someone who has mastered a mid-level skill."

"He starts with more than twenty fire pillars, and each fire pillar deals significantly more damage than other professionals of the same level."

Hearing this, Lin Tianhao also looked puzzled.

He doesn't understand either!

Logically speaking, skill improvement requires repeated use to gradually increase proficiency and become more powerful.

Who can reach such a high level of proficiency right after learning a skill?

This is too outrageous.

Lin Tianhao pondered for a moment, then sighed:

"Perhaps... this is what a rare talent looks like?"

"You don't know, my son has been different from other kids since he was little."

"He often slumped on the sofa at home, staring blankly at the flames in the fireplace, sometimes for an entire afternoon."

"Back then I thought he was just slacking off, but now I think... this kid may have been trying to understand the true meaning of fire element since he was a child, accumulating knowledge and experience, and then taking off completely after changing jobs."

"Cough cough cough!"

Zhao Lei had just swallowed a mouthful of screen dust when he heard this and almost choked to death:

"He can conjure over twenty pillars of fire just by staring at the fireplace? Then let's see if he can comprehend a forbidden light-based spell by staring at a light bulb?"

"Old Zhao, this is just jealousy."

Lin Tianhao said with a smile, "Is it so hard to admit that others are excellent? This world is so big, and there are all kinds of wonders. Some people exist to defy common sense."

Xu Wenchang nodded, his eyes full of appreciation:

"No matter what method you use, the result won't lie."

"With such an incredible learning speed and control, if someone could get into our Dragon Order Class... their future would be limitless."

……

Meanwhile, the huge square outside the examination hall was bustling with noise.

Countless eliminated candidates are looking up at the huge list hanging in mid-air.

At this moment, apart from Lin Mo and Zhao Yu who were still fighting, all the other tens of thousands of candidates in the entire trial tower had been eliminated.

According to the rules, they must wait here for the final points ranking to be announced, as well as for the confirmation of the list of the top 200 who will enter the second stage.

[First Place: Lin Mo, Current Floor: 23]

Second place: Zhao Yu, current floor: 13

Third place: ...

"Holy crap, it's already the 23rd floor... Is Young Master Lin really going to break through the Trial Tower?"

"Damn it, I was eliminated on the third floor, while others have already made it to the twenty-third floor... Is this the inequality of the world?"

"Wasn't Lin Mo supposed to be a blank-slate mage? Who has such a powerful blank-slate mage? Did he cheat?"

"It shouldn't be cheating, right? Would you dare let your son with a blank slate cheat like that in the future? Do you really think the review committee is just sitting around doing nothing?"

"There's no harm without comparison. Didn't Zhao Yu's cronies used to brag about Jianghai City being the ceiling of the city?"

"And the ceiling? It's a full ten stories above it! This isn't just taillights anymore, it's like you can't even see tire tracks!"

"Hilarious! An S-level genius? Compared to Young Master Lin, he's a complete joke."

"What do you think Zhao Yu's expression will be when he comes out and sees that list?"

"It'll probably feel as bad as eating shit, hahaha..."

On one side of the square,

Ye Hongyu stood with her arms crossed, leaning against the luxury car, her face full of pride.

Stone was squatting on the ground, holding a pair of binoculars he'd gotten from somewhere, staring at the big screen and chuckling.

"Tsk tsk tsk, as expected of our young master, leaving everyone else in the dust. That grandson of the Zhao family can't even see the taillights of our young master."

Ye Hongyu chuckled softly, her tone full of composure and confidence:

"That's natural. Those people only saw the young master's laziness, but they didn't know that it was the composure unique to the strong."

Stone put down his binoculars and looked around.

The area was filled with media reporters carrying long lenses and microphones.

"Captain Ye, I reckon our young master will be all the headlines across the entire country tomorrow."

"Young Master is really going to become famous this time!"

Ye Hongyu tidied her wind-blown bangs and looked up at the towering Trial Tower.

"Becoming famous was inevitable."

"Since the young master has chosen to show his talent, the world will surely be shaken."

"Young Master's stage has never been limited to this small Jianghai City."