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

Inside the square.

Lin Mo picked his teeth and wandered around aimlessly.

As fate would have it, they bumped right into Zhao Yu and his group.

Eyes facing each other.

"Hey, isn't this Young Master Zhao?"

Lin Mo spoke first, "I was looking at the rankings just now, how come I was eliminated after only reaching the thirteenth floor? I didn't think this Trial Tower was that difficult."

At this point, Lin Mo showed a look of sudden realization:

"Oh, I see, Young Master Zhao is controlling the score, isn't he?"

"After all, he's an S-class genius. If he exerts his strength too early and leaves us too far behind, it would seem too antisocial, right? Tsk tsk tsk, that's what you call vision. I admire him."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yu's temple veins throbbed with anger.

Controlling scores?

Screw your points!

He had given it his all; this was his limit.

Zhao Yu clenched his jaw, feeling incredibly frustrated.

"Lin Mo...don't be so arrogant!"

"The monsters in the Trial Tower are nothing more than a bunch of beasts! They have no tactics and no adaptability."

"What's so great about beating such a brainless beast?"

Faced with Zhao Yu's remarks, Lin Mo blinked, looking completely confused.

"what?"

"So if our young master Zhao can't even beat a brainless beast, then isn't he... even less than a beast?"

"puff--"

As soon as Lin Mo said this, several candidates passing by couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Cough cough cough... This logic makes perfect sense."

"They're not even as good as animals... Hahahaha, stealing bamboo shoots!"

"you--!!!"

Hearing the snickers around him, Zhao Yu felt a tightness in his chest, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood, and trembling with anger.

Wrong!

That's so damn frustrating!

He stammered for a long time, but couldn't come up with a single rebuttal.

The Fireball spell was screaming wildly in the interface: "Look at that bastard! He dares to glare at you? Just wait until I blow him up!"

[Earth Shield Spell chimed in: That's right! Master, should I bury him first?]

Lin Mo waved his hand dismissively:

"Alright, alright, stop shaking, you look like you have Parkinson's."

"See you later, Young Master Zhao! Good luck, don't get eliminated too quickly after landing, or you'll embarrass an S-class genius!"

After saying that, Lin Mo didn't even bother to look at Zhao Yu again. He put his hands in his pockets and swaggered past Zhao Yu.

Watching Lin Mo's departing figure, Zhao Yu's eyes were filled with rage that almost burst forth.

At this moment, one of Zhao Yu's red-haired henchmen approached.

He stared in the direction Lin Mo had left, then spat angrily onto the ground.

"Pah! What is that?!"

"A petty person who's gotten his way! Young Master Zhao, calm down, don't lower yourself to the level of this trash!"

at this time,

Another henchman rushed over, lowering his voice to report to the leader:

"Young Master Zhao, you are truly a prophet!"

"I just saw with my own eyes that Xia Qingyue sneaked into the restaurant by the square and went into Lin Mo's private room."

"And they stayed there for a full ten minutes before coming out!"

Upon hearing this news, the expressions of the henchmen around him changed.

"Damn! Xia Qingyue is shameless! She took the money and then went to betray the enemy? I think she's tired of living!"

"Damn it, what a traitor! I think she's got a death wish!"

Red Hair turned to look at Zhao Yu and said indignantly:

"Young Master Zhao, thank goodness you guessed right! This woman was indeed untrustworthy!"

"Once she's in the exam hall, let's not tell anyone. Let her have her own fun! Let's see how she tries to have her cake and eat it too!"

However, Zhao Yu did not fly into a rage; instead, he revealed a confident air of strategizing.

"No."

Zhao Yu shook his head. "We still need to notify her, but... we'll notify her last, once everyone is here and the encirclement is set up."

Red Hair's eyes lit up. "Is Young Master Zhao going to use a 'catch the turtle in a jar' tactic? Brilliant! No wonder he's Young Master Zhao!"

"snort."

Zhao Yu straightened his collar. "Dozens of people, a complete mix of professions, I refuse to believe we can't beat Lin Mo!"

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

"Zhao Shao is wise!"

"Hahaha, when it comes to brains, Lin Mo is nothing compared to Young Master Zhao!"

Hearing his subordinates' flattery, Zhao Yu's frustration vanished.

Lin Mo, so what if you're strong?

In the end, this world is all about using your brain!

……

"Time's up! All candidates who have advanced, assemble immediately!"

The two-hour break passed in the blink of an eye.

The two hundred candidates, who were originally scattered in various places, quickly gathered in the center of the square.

On the high platform, Zhang Tiejun still stood upright, and beside him, an old man in a blue robe had appeared at some point.

"That is..."

In the crowd, a candidate exclaimed in a low voice:

"That's the vice president of the Sky Guild! 'Wind King' Gu Changfeng!"

"Holy crap! It really is Gu Changfeng? My idol!"

"I heard he's the only top-tier mage in Jianghai City who has mastered the forbidden wind spell 'World-Destroying Storm'!"

"Wow... this is a real big shot. It's said that he wiped out hundreds of thousands of beasts with a single forbidden spell back then, and even flattened that mountain..."

Hearing the murmurs below, Lin Mo couldn't help but glance at the old man a couple more times.

Is it a forbidden wind-type spell?

That sounds pretty impressive.

However, Lin Mo wasn't particularly envious, since forbidden spells of any type would come sooner or later.

[The commentator, "Fireball," remarked: "It's just because he's a higher level. Once I reach his level, one forbidden fire spell will reduce this mere hundreds of thousands of beasts to ashes!"]

Lin Mo's lips twitched slightly.

That little fireball is really boastful.

"Alright, quiet down!"

Zhang Tiejun raised his hand to signal, and the entire room fell silent instantly.

He pointed to the old man beside him and said in a deep voice:

"Let me introduce you. This is Master Gu Changfeng, the 'King of Wind'."

"The second phase of the assessment will take place in the 'Misty Wasteland,' and the storm circle surrounding it will be maintained by Master Gu himself through spellcasting."

Gu Changfeng nodded slightly.

Zhang Tiejun continued loudly:

"I've already explained the rules, and I'll emphasize them one last time!"

"The storm circle will continuously shrink towards the center over time! That's true high-level wind magic; touching it will result in instant elimination!"

"While the protection of your soul may keep you from dying, the agony of near-death is real!"

Zhang Tiejun's gaze was sharp as a knife, sweeping over every young face present:

"You two hundred people are the most promising talents in Jianghai City this year."

"But towering trees can't grow in a greenhouse. In the second phase, we can't stop fighting, we can't stop using any means necessary!"

"If you want that one and only top scorer spot, if you want that 'heart of the lava behemoth,' then show your mettle! Fight for it! Grab it!"

These words stirred the passion of many test-takers, igniting a fighting spirit in their eyes.

Zhao Yu, in particular, stared intently at Lin Mo's retreating figure.

No matter how strong you are, Lin Mo, you can't beat our teamwork!

Lin Mo, you're going to die!

"Now!"

Zhang Tiejun waved his hand:

"All troops, prepare for battle!"

Rumble—!

A massive teleportation array in the center of the plaza suddenly activated.

A dazzling white light shot into the sky, illuminating the entire square as if it were daytime.

A surge of violent spatial energy began to move, causing everyone's clothes to flutter loudly.

"Good luck to you all!"

As Zhang Tiejun's last words faded away.

Swish!

The white light devoured everything.

The figures of the two hundred examinees disappeared from the square in an instant.