47: Chapter 47 All-Attribute Martial Artist! A Fierce Kick to the Cripple's Good Leg!

Representative Luo Hong was not trying to scare him.

He knew better than anyone what kind of person Chen Lin was.

He had been observing him in the car and recording everything in his little notebook.

Teamwork, tactical execution, on-the-spot decision-making, combat literacy—Chen Lin's name was followed by a perfect score in every category.

But when it came to humanity and morality, Representative Luo Hong just couldn't bring himself to give a high score.

There was no helping it; no matter how much he liked Chen Lin, he couldn't go against his conscience.

Right now, Professor Li was over 160 years old.

His hair was sparse and white, and one of his legs was crippled, forcing him to rely on a cane to walk.

Representative Luo Hong genuinely wanted to offer some advice.

On the other side, Professor Li's face had turned dark.

What kind of freak had been specially recruited this year?

Humanity and morality—weren't those supposed to be free points?

Even a normal person who had never attended school could get a perfect score.

But could anyone believe Chen Lin might fail?

"Come on, buddy. I've been teaching for a hundred years, and I've never seen anyone fail this course. What kind of character is this Chen Lin?"

After venting internally, Professor Li calmed down, his face still dark.

He looked at his own leg.

One was already crippled; he really didn't need the other one to be crippled too.

"Damn it! To think that one day, I, an old man, would be afraid of someone kicking my other good leg. I'm screwed!"

Professor Li stood there, leaning on his cane, lost in a long silence.

The atmosphere in the office was eerily quiet.

Representative Luo Hong didn't speak either; he just sat there steadily, picked up his thermos, and took a sip of tea.

After a while, Professor Li sighed.

"Sigh, I'm getting old. I feel a bit dizzy from standing too long. Representative Luo, I'm going back to rest. I have a theory class to teach tonight."

After saying this, he turned and left, as if he had made up his mind about something.

[Ding! Detected Professor Li's fear, fear emotion points +671]

The system prompt suddenly rang in his mind, causing Chen Lin to pause in his actions.

Who the hell was that?

Sun Ying was covering her face, her whole head swollen.

She looked at Chen Lin, who had suddenly stopped, with teary eyes.

Thinking he was scared, a glimmer of hope rose in her heart.

"You... you're finished! My junior brother went to find Professor Li! He'll be here soon! Professor Li is our senior professor for the theory course, a man of great prestige in the Lixian Academy! When he gets here, you... you just wait for your disciplinary action!"

The crowd around them quieted down a bit upon hearing this.

Professor Li?

That was one of the most senior professors in Lixian Academy; his teaching experience was longer than the age of most people's grandfathers present.

If Chen Lin fell into his hands...

However, Chen Lin realized what was going on.

He sneered, "Professor Li, is it? He hasn't come for so long, care to guess why? In other words, why don't you ask him if he's afraid of me?"

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Sun Ying's expression stiffened. Seeming to realize something, her little face turned deathly pale.

She was scared to tears.

Ten minutes later, the library disturbance ended with Sun Ying and her two senior sisters being carried off to the medical room.

Chen Lin's slap had completely changed the status quo.

That day, a large number of drinks, school bags, and notebooks disappeared from the public seats in the library.

No one said anything, but everyone knew what they were afraid of.

After the commotion ended, Chen Lin was called to the office by Representative Luo Hong.

"On your first day of enrollment, while other freshmen are still playing with mud, you've already caused such a big scene! Not bad, take a seat!"

Representative Luo Hong waved his hand, letting Chen Lin sit down.

Chen Lin: ???

He sat down, looking confused, and asked tentatively, "Uh... Representative Luo, aren't you going to reprimand me?"

"Why would I reprimand you?"

Representative Luo Hong picked up his teacup and took a sip, his tone matter-of-fact.

"The school has long wanted to deal with people reserving seats in the library. It's just that we never found the right opportunity. Your actions this time helped a lot. For a long time to come, I reckon no one will dare to use a bottle of drink to reserve a seat again."

Chen Lin nodded thoughtfully.

"What about Professor Li?" he suddenly remembered the system prompt from earlier.

Representative Luo Hong waved his hand. "Him? Don't worry about him. He's just a theory lecturer. From now on, as long as you're in the right, do whatever you want. Don't be afraid of causing trouble. In this academy, with me around, you can do as you please. Of course, don't be too evil. After all, it's the fine tradition of us Great Xia people not to fire the first shot."

After all those words, Chen Lin, as a martial artist, only heard three words: Do as you please.

At this moment, the corners of Chen Lin's mouth curled up slightly.

Changing the subject...

"Representative Luo, what exactly is your job? How come you have so much influence in the school?"

Chen Lin finally asked the question that had been in his heart.

Could a mere recruitment representative have such great power?

Chen Lin didn't believe it.

Besides, through various events, it was clear that Representative Luo Hong's identity was not simple.

"Me? Just a recruitment representative with a bit of ability."

Representative Luo Hong smiled and pushed up his glasses, the scholarly air about him appearing exceptionally elegant.

A bit of ability?

Chen Lin looked at his humble appearance and always felt something was wrong.

But he didn't want to think too much about it.

Because Chen Lin needed to use his limited brain cells for another big thing!

"Alright, then I'll go back to my dorm first."

"Go ahead."

Leaving the conference room, Chen Lin walked quickly back to the dormitory.

Wang Gu and Ye Huang hadn't returned yet; they were probably still at the library "digesting" the shocking scene from today.

It was just as well; he needed quiet.

Sitting at his desk, Chen Lin took out a thick book—《The Personal Autobiography of Principal Zhang Lixian.

The founder of Lixian Academy, a top human expert from a thousand years ago.

A legendary figure during the era of the alien beast invasion.

The most critical point was that Principal Zhang Lixian had encountered the same problem as Chen Lin when he was at the Shaping Stage.

Shaping into a cloud of mist!

According to the celebrity records Wang Gu had looked up, Principal Zhang Lixian hadn't been anything special at the Qi Awakening Realm or the Ninghe Realm.

His performance had been quite mediocre.

But after reaching the Shaping Stage, he had soared into the sky!

Therefore, this mist was the key!

What Chen Lin needed most right now was to understand how to use this mist.

After all, when others reached the Shaping Stage, they either shaped into weapons or some kind of element.

Although these were common, they were also the abilities that the general public of martial artists understood the most.

They could intuitively enhance combat power.

But for Chen Lin, shaping into mist—he had absolutely no idea what it was for!

In the entire Great Xia, it was estimated that only Principal Zhang Lixian had possessed it.

Others didn't know about it, let alone what it was useful for!

As someone with a system, Chen Lin didn't want to be confused for this entire Shaping Stage.

If that were really the case, wouldn't it be equivalent to wasting half of his martial path?!

There was no time to think carefully.

Chen Lin opened the autobiography of the first dean, which only students of Lixian Academy had the right to read.

He quickly found the relevant chapter.

"For those who shape into mist, remember, the mist can form a domain and possesses the ability to erode and decompose. Enemies within the mist will be decomposed and absorbed; you can slowly learn the opponent's attributes within it."

"I groped in confusion, without a good teacher, without guidance. When I first learned of this ability, I was extremely excited and absorbed too many useless little abilities from others, missing out on too many better opportunities."

"In the end, I could only stop at the status of a scholar who knew everything about the martial path but was not proficient in any of it. Looking back on this glorious martial path, only at the Shaping Stage did I leave this regret."

"If I could do it all over again, my achievements would definitely not be just this. Therefore, if there are those who shape into mist in the future, remember, do not absorb those useless abilities. Only absorb the ten major attributes of the martial path. Perhaps in the future, an all-knowing, all-attribute warrior will appear; at that time, surpass me. I look forward to that day."

Holy crap???

Chen Lin was shocked: "This mist has such high status?"