91: Chapter 91 Elemental Martial Soul Academy

The next day, the East Sea Arena was bustling with noise, and the roar of colliding Soul Power could be heard from far away.

"Lin Mo, the team we matched with today might be a bit strong. Do you have confidence?"

Teacher An Nuolan looked at the match information, her brows slightly furrowed, her tone carrying a hint of worry.

"Oh? How so?"

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow, his tone remaining relaxed, "Could it be that our Bronze Zone is still hiding some master at the level of a sweeping monk?"

"Even if they are strong, can they be stronger than the team led by Instructor Luo?"

Teacher An Nuolan was not as optimistic as him and shook her head, "Normally, freshman teams rarely come to the arena for actual combat in their first year. But since you made a name for yourselves in that battle a while ago, not only did you attract outside mercenary teams, but even top teams from other academies have been drawn over."

She raised her eyes to scan the surroundings and lowered her voice, "When we just walked in, I saw several top teams from second-tier academies, like the one from the Element Martial Soul Academy."

The Element Martial Soul Academy is the top tier among second-rate institutions in the Dragon Kingdom.

As she spoke, she pulled up the match schedule and scrolled to the bottom with her fingertip.

"Look, this 'Wind-Breaking Team' we just matched with, the captain is named Jiang Che, and his Martial Soul is an S-rank elemental Martial Soul, 'Flowing Wind.' His speed is ridiculously fast. The other members are all at least A-rank Martial Souls, and their average Soul Power is level 30."

The smile on Lin Mo's face faded a little, and he was indeed startled inside.

Level 30, and that's the average standard? This is clearly a top-tier configuration for students above their second year.

It seems this is the true standard of the Bronze Zone.

When he came a few days ago, it was just because the second-year teams hadn't returned yet.

For example, Instructor Luo Xueqing's team also just returned yesterday.

"It seems today is the real challenge." He rubbed his chin, his eyes darkening.

"How about it? Are you still betting on your own team?"

Teacher An Nuolan looked at Lin Mo, her breathing somewhat rapid.

Although the mortgage was paid off, ever since she started following Lin Mo, she suddenly felt that the small, dilapidated house didn't quite match her status.

She planned to rely on Lin Mo and his team to earn more, and then switch to a large flat...

"The name of your 'Eastern Bully' has spread too widely, and the current odds are only 1.5 times."

Lin Mo didn't speak. His gaze fell on the name 'Wind-Breaking Team' on the match schedule, and his lips curled into a hint of interest instead, "S-rank elemental Martial Soul? Place the bet. Don't forget, we still have Lu Mengmeng."

"You... you intend to have Lu Mengmeng use her Demon World Descent right from the start?" Teacher An Nuolan opened her mouth.

"Yes, otherwise everyone will think we are soft persimmons."

"Fine, then I'll go place the bet."

"Don't worry, Teacher An. It's a guaranteed win." Lin Mo tilted his chin at her.

He turned and walked toward the preparation area.

"Let them see what the 'Bully' gold content is all about."

Behind him, Lu Mengmeng and Niu Dachun immediately followed, while Su Xiaoxiao and Mu Liuli also gripped their weapons tightly. Although there was nervousness in their eyes, there was more eagerness to try.

Teacher An Nuolan came back after placing the bet.

She happened to bump into Instructor Luo Xueqing and Instructor Li Xin, who were walking toward her with their team.

"Good morning, Teacher An," Instructor Luo Xueqing scanned behind her, not seeing the figures of Lin Mo and the others, and asked casually, "Where is your team?"

"Hehe, good morning, both instructors." Teacher An Nuolan smiled, "Lin Mo and the others have already been matched with a team and are inside preparing."

"Oh? So fast?" Instructor Luo Xueqing said, her gaze inadvertently falling on the betting slip in Teacher An Nuolan's hand, her eyes brightening, "Hey, did you place a bet? Let me see."

She was always familiar, and without waiting for Teacher An Nuolan to react, she had already reached out and taken the slip.

She only glanced at it, and immediately couldn't help but gasp, "My god! Five hundred million dragon soul coins? Teacher An, aren't you too rich?"

As soon as these words were spoken, her partner, Instructor Li Xin, and several students were all shocked and widened their eyes.

Five hundred million? This is not a small amount. Even a senior instructor might not necessarily be able to take out so much in one go.

Let alone using it for betting, how big must her heart be?

Teacher An Nuolan felt a bit embarrassed being looked at and gave a sheepish smile, "No, no, this isn't all mine. Most of it belongs to that kid Lin Mo; I only bet one hundred million myself."

"One hundred million? That's not a small amount either."

Instructor Li Xin interjected from the side, her tone carrying a hint of sourness, "If this wins, it's more than earning from running missions for a year. I didn't expect Teacher An to be so deep and mysterious."

Teacher An Nuolan quickly waved her hands, "It's just because I saw the children were confident that I dared to join in the fun. It's purely trying my luck."

Instructor Luo Xueqing, however, held that betting slip, her eyes playful, "That kid Lin Mo bet four hundred million himself? He is even more daring to gamble than you. It seems he has a lot of confidence in his own team."

She looked up toward the entrance of the arena, "I wonder which team is so unlucky to have run into them."

"It is the Wind-Breaking Team from the Element Martial Soul Academy, captain Jiang Che, S-rank elemental Martial Soul Flowing Wind."

When Teacher An Nuolan mentioned the opponent, her tone became more serious, "Their strength is not weak, and they are not easy to deal with."

"Jiang Che? That kid from the Element Martial Soul Academy?" Instructor Li Xin raised an eyebrow.

"That kid is indeed a good seedling; his speed has almost no opponents in the same rank. Now there is a good show to watch."

Instructor Luo Xueqing returned the betting slip to Teacher An Nuolan, her lips curling into a hint of interest, "Five hundred million bet on your own team, Teacher An, is it that you have a big heart or are you confident... Let's go in and watch this excitement."

As the few of them spoke, they headed toward the spectator seats of the arena.

On the arena stage, Lin Mo and the five of them had just stood still when the opposing Wind-Breaking Team had already lined up.

Standing at the very front of the opposing team was a young man with dyed silver hair.

On his handsome face, a pair of eyes were like quenched ice, and when he swept his gaze over Lin Mo and the five of them, contempt almost spilled out from the bottom of his eyes.

"Eastern Bully?"

He sneered.

"Just a bunch of clowns who relied on sneak attacks to win against that freshman team, Vermillion Bird."

The team members beside him immediately burst into laughter.

"Captain, why waste words with this bunch of goods? Hurry up and beat them down; it's just right to let our Wind-Breaking Team use their name to get famous!"

"Exactly, running into the Eastern Bully right at the start of the competition, with this luck, it's hard not to get famous!"

Facing the continuous mockery from the Wind-Breaking Team, no one on Lin Mo's side replied.

He just tilted his chin toward Lu Mengmeng.

Lu Mengmeng nodded, and the little hand clutching the hem of her skirt suddenly let go.

The next second, thick black mist instantly flooded her eyes, and the Soul Power around her body suddenly rose like an exploding tide, carrying an eerie sense of oppression.

"Demon World Descent—"

A childish and cute voice rang out.

The expressions of the five people opposite changed suddenly.

They clearly didn't expect the other side to start fighting as soon as they said they would, and it was that domain Soul Skill right from the start.

"Damn! The other side doesn't follow martial ethics and is using their ultimate move right away! Retreat quickly!"

However, the Devil Vine only took one or two seconds to cover most of the arena stage.

"Hmph, we have long had a way to crack this move of yours."

Before the Devil Vine could start attacking, the Wind-Breaking Team stood in a circle and opened their hands.

"Fusion Skill. Hurricane Tornado!"