Starting with 10,000 times the experience, and you're calling me a terrible player?

"Let's start with that Zhang family. I heard you've been looking for me for a long time."

Lin Mo slung the platinum longsword over his shoulder, speaking as casually as if he were reciting a roster.

"Who is Zhang Ling? Step forward and show us your talent."

The entire rock cage was so quiet that you could hear the sound of blood dripping onto the rock surface.

More than three hundred prodigies stood on the rock face, their mouths, which had been laughing and chatting just moments before, now tightly shut.

The headless corpse of the red-haired mage still lay steaming on the ground, his head rolled to the base of the rock pillar, his eyes wide open in death.

No one answered Lin Mo.

No one dared to cause any trouble.

"Not going to say anything?" Lin Mo tilted his head.

He scanned the rock face, his gaze settling on a woman in a dark gold robe on his left.

She looked to be in her early twenties, holding a bright green staff, and had at least four layers of protective magic on her body, with overlapping halos that shone like a light bulb.

"You," Lin Mo pointed the tip of his sword at her, "Where is Zhang Ling?"

The woman froze.

"I...I don't know."

Lin Mo nodded.

"Wrong answer."

Six wings fluttered.

A silvery-white afterimage pierced through the woman's four layers of magical shields—like a finger popping four soap bubbles.

The platinum sword pierced her collarbone, its tip emerging from her back.

The Three Spirits Symbiosis effect is activated, making one sword equal to three swords!

One sword shattered the formation, another shattered the shield, and the final sword took her life!

His dark gold robe shattered, and he flew backward, crashing into the rock wall and sliding down.

[Defeat the job-changer and inherit 790 points.]

The air in the entire venue seemed to have been sucked out.

The woman's squad leader was a burly, heavily armed warrior whose pupils contracted sharply.

He watched as the four layers of defense buff he had carefully stacked on his teammates didn't even last for a fraction of a second.

He was so frightened that his whole body felt cold.

"Next."

Lin Mo had already flown to another rock pillar.

There stood a tall, thin archer, whose legs were already trembling.

"Zhang Ling is here—"

A flash of sword light streaked across the sky.

The archer's voice abruptly stopped.

His body fell from the rock pillar and broke in two mid-air.

Everyone else was completely dumbfounded.

"Let him finish speaking!!"

Someone in the crowd couldn't help but shout it out.

Lin Mo flicked the blood off his sword. The illusory little angel above his head was covering its mouth, its face pale.

Lin Yao's shocked voice echoed in his mind:

"Lin Mo, you acted too quickly!! That's what he was about to say!!"

"Too slow."

A carefree smile curled at the corners of Lin Mo's lips.

Does he really need an answer?

What he needs is fear.

If they can't get out of this cage, it means they're all trapped like turtles in a jar.

As long as he keeps killing, Zhang Ling will have nowhere to escape.

Now, all he has to do is push his fear to its absolute limit.

"Next."

Lin Mo's gaze swept to the rock wall on the right.

This time, he hasn't flown over yet.

"Zhang Ling is over there!! Behind the tallest rock pillar in the northeast corner!!"

An assassin pointed northeast, his voice sharp and distorted.

"No! He's in the west! I saw him! The one with the gray cloak!"

Another person immediately shouted along.

"Zhang Ling brought twelve men! I recognize their shadow guard uniforms! Black with silver patterns!"

It's like something has been punctured.

More than 300 people rushed to speak, afraid of being the next one to be called out.

Location, number of people, clothing, weapon characteristics—Lin Mo didn't ask any questions, and these people confessed everything.

"Behind the third rock pillar in the northeast corner, there are twelve men dressed in black armor with dark patterns, the leader wielding a long spear!"

"They have annihilation crystal balls! I heard they can lock skill levels!"

The northeast corner of the rock cage.

Twelve dark figures stood within a giant magic circle, enveloped in complex runic light.

Everyone was dressed in a uniform black suit with silver and dark gold patterns, and the weapons in their hands gleamed with a sharp luster.

At the heart of the formation stood a young man with a cold and stern face.

Zhang Ling.

His expression at this moment could no longer be described as merely ugly.

From the moment he entered the venue, his plan was to hide in the shadows and reap the benefits.

More than 300 people surrounded Lin Mo, waiting for the last opportunity to take Lin Mo's life.

The results of it?

More than three hundred fully armed prodigies couldn't even last thirty seconds in front of Lin Mo before they started betraying each other.

They even pulled out Zhang Ling's underwear!

"You must be Zhang Ling."

Lin Mo wore a mocking smile, as if a cat were toying with a mouse desperately trying to escape.

He has the perfect villainous expression.

Zhang Ling suddenly looked up.

A silvery-white figure hovered below the rocky dome, its six white wings fluttering slowly as it looked down at him from above.

"Why didn't you hide it better? I actually found it."

Zhang Ling took a deep breath, suppressing his surging emotions.

He must not panic.

Behind him were the Zhang family's most elite shadow guards; the combined defensive power of the twelve men in their formation was enough to withstand a full-force attack from a second-tier expert.

Moreover, he also possesses the Imprisoning Crystal Ball, which can seal all of an opponent's attributes.

"Don't be afraid of him, everyone!"

Zhang Ling suddenly turned around and roared at the more than three hundred people still trembling on the rock wall.

"What are you all afraid of? He's all alone! No matter how fast he is, he only has one sword!"

"Let's focus fire! Unleash all ranged spells! With so many skills hitting him at once, there's no way he can withstand it!"

"If you dare not resist, you will be defeated one by one in the end!"

That makes a lot of sense.

Among the fearful crowd, some began to hesitate.

Yes... no matter how strong he is, he's still just one person.

Everyone present was a prodigy from their respective factions!

If more than three hundred skills were unleashed at the same time, everyone would die!

Then seventy or eighty mages took the lead in raising their staffs, and various magical lights began to gather in the air.

"Attack together! If he doesn't die, we'll be the ones who die!!"

In the end, some people's greed overcame their fear.

The light grew more and more abundant, and brighter and brighter.

Hundreds of spells were cast almost simultaneously—fireball, ice spike, shadow bolt, chain lightning, wind blade…

The dense barrage of skills completely covered Lin Mo's location.

The sky is falling.

Hundreds of spells converged into a magnificent torrent of energy, rushing towards Lin Mo!

"Aaaaaah! So many people! Lin Mo, don't try to take them all on!! Let's run!!!"

Lin Yao was already crying in distress.

The roar of the explosion shook the rock cage violently, and rubble rained down from the dome.

Everyone stared intently at the epicenter of the explosion.

They don't believe it.

I don't believe a level 30 unskilled warrior can withstand this level of concentrated fire.

The smoke and dust cleared.

The silver-white figure hovered motionless in place.

There wasn't a single scratch on the surface of the armor.

Lin Mo wore a contented and satisfied smile.

Above their heads, thousands of "-0" symbols floated densely.

Countless "-0"s.

The "-0" filled half of the field of vision.

"good."

Lin Mo stretched his neck and let out a comfortable breath.

On his retina, innate experience was pulsating at a frenzied pace.

[Parry Experience +40000]

[Parry Experience +40000]

[Parry Experience +40000]

……

Every spell that hits is equivalent to him getting 40,000 points of talent experience for free.

Multi-hit skills can deal hundreds of thousands or even millions of damage in a single hit!

Thousands of spells hit at the same time?

That's a massive amount of experience points!

"continue."

Lin Mo spread his arms and floated in mid-air, his six wings spread wide, giving everyone below a satisfied smile.

"Keep hitting, don't stop."

"If you stop, I'm going to start killing people."

At that moment, his smile was more terrifying than that of a demon from hell.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The phantom of the little angel above his head gaped open, completely giving up on thinking.

Li Yueyue stared wide-eyed at her bright, peach-blossom eyes, her face filled with disbelief.

The Tali crown prince's eyes bulged out as he stared intently at Lin Mo.

The other three hundred prodigies were even more panicked.

Hitting him is completely useless; in fact, he seems to enjoy it!

What kind of monster did they provoke?

He even locked himself in the same cage as the monster?!

Zhang Ling's legs were starting to give way and his whole body was trembling.