One Hundred Thousand Points

"You're quite the smooth operator, I, Monk Pan, like that! Now that your Source Force is exhausted, you shouldn't be a match for me!"

"Shall we end this contest here?" Monk Pan asked.

His physique is stronger than Lin Mu's, his Source Force is much more refined, and he also has combat power.

Lin Mu smiled slightly, "Although I've consumed a lot of Source Force, it doesn't mean I have no other combat power!"

In an instant, waves of lightning appeared on the longsword in Lin Mu's hand.

This scene left many people with expressions of shock.

Logically speaking, Lin Mu's Source Force should have been completely depleted after the battle just now.

How could it possibly still unleash the Thunder Power?

"What happened? Wasn't he exhausted his Source Force?"

"It's not Source Force, it's Divine Soul Power! This person not only has his blood and qi reached the Second-Order Perfection, but his Divine Soul Power has also entered the Second Order, condensing into Attribute Power!"

"What! His Divine Soul Power has reached the Second Order? Even Monk Pan couldn't achieve this!"

"Isn't Lin Mu a bit too awesome?"

"..."

Many people are discussing this.

When they learned that his Divine Soul Power had reached the Second Order, many people were filled with shock.

It should be noted that the Divine Soul Power is much more difficult to cultivate than the power of qi and blood.

Many Fourth Tier Martial Artist's Divine Soul Power is only at the first-tier perfection level.

Monk Pan possesses a special physique and has spent time cultivating his Divine Soul. Currently, his Divine Soul is only at level 7.2, still quite a distance from the first-order perfection.

Lin Mu has only been in school for three months, yet his Divine Soul Power has already reached this level.

Such achievements are bound to be surprising.

The eyes of Bai Mo and the others were also filled with horror.

Lin Mu's skill level was simply beyond their imagination.

Each time, they thought that was Lin Mu's limit.

Little did they know that it was the limit of their imagination.

Three months after entering the school, his Qi and Blood value reached the Second-Order Perfection, and his Divine Soul Power entered the Second Order.

What kind of monster could do that?

Even with her special constitution, Bai Mo couldn't achieve it.

"How did he do that?" Bai Mo wondered.

It was as if, compared to Lin Mu, even with her special physique, she was still completely outmatched.

Lin Mu was like a mountain, forever pressing down on her.

The people on the platform looked somewhat surprised when they saw this scene.

They had noticed Lin Mu possessed Divine Soul Power before, but they never expected that he would master multiple Attribute Power.

Before it was flowing water, now it's thunder.

According to their estimates, Lin Mu has condensed at least three types of Divine Soul Crystal.

Not to mention among the freshmen, even among the senior students in the advanced classes, he is considered an extremely good student.

"This kid is something else!" someone exclaimed.

"We were blind! This child has a very high chance of making it onto the Heaven Ranking in the future!" another person said.

"This year's freshmen have truly opened my eyes!"

"..."

The Monk Pan, standing opposite Lin Mu, had an extremely unpleasant expression.

I thought that was all Lin Mu would do.

I never expected he had a trump card up his sleeve!

Second Tier Divine Soul!

This kid must have started cultivating since he was in the womb!

If he had known there was such a freak as Lin Mu, he would never have come here.

If he loses to Lin Mu, he will lose all face among the senior students.

"I never imagined you had such skills, young friend!" Monk Pan gritted his teeth.

He immediately said, "Arena should be stopped when it's over. How about this, we consider this a draw, and we can have another match another time when we have the chance?"

Many people in the audience couldn't help but curse him for being shameless!

If the fight continues, he will inevitably lose.

Now they actually want a draw.

This Monk Pan's shamelessness truly lives up to his reputation.

Lin Mu smiled slightly and nodded, "Alright!"

He doesn't lack points now.

The man in front of us is quite respected among the senior students, so it wouldn't hurt to give him face.

Moreover, Lin Mu had already achieved his goal: he wanted to see where he stood compared to the senior students.

Judging from his current appearance, setting aside his Blood Qi, he is at least around level sixty on the Earth Ranking among the senior students.

Lin Mu was also aware that the gap in strength between the three rankings of Heaven, Earth, and Man widened as one progressed.

The top fifty and bottom fifty on the Earth Ranking are not even on the same line.

The dividing line between people is not only between ordinary people and geniuses.

There is a dividing line between geniuses.

The level that some geniuses can never reach even after a lifetime of hard work may just be the starting point for some prodigies.

A smile appeared on Monk Pan's face, "You're not bad, kid. I like you a lot!"

He waved his hand, and a card flew over.

"I have 100,000 points on the card, this is just a small token of my appreciation!"

For him, 100,000 points are nothing.

He's a returning student and has many ways to earn points.

Lin Mu nodded. "Thank you!"

After saying that, he walked off the Arena.

He knew very well that the battle with Monk Pan had exhausted him, and he would not be able to continue fighting.

The other senior students didn't take advantage of the situation, after all, Monk Pan had two reasons for giving him the points card.

One reason was to thank Lin Mu for giving him face, and the other was to show goodwill to Lin Mu.

If they challenge Lin Mu now, they will likely be hunted down by Monk Pan.

Lin Mu arrived at a relatively secluded place and sat cross-legged to calm the Blood Qi in his body.

Monk Pan did not stay there either, and turned to leave.

The Freshman Tournament continues, with freshmen being suppressed by upperclassmen.

Although the appearance of a prodigy like Lin Mu dampened the morale of some of the older students.

However, the situation of freshmen being suppressed by senior students continues.

Compared to returning students, most freshmen are still no match.

Eight or nine hours passed before the Freshman Tournament finally ended.

The middle-aged man who was in charge appeared again, said a few words to the crowd, and then asked everyone to disperse.

Lin Mu and the others also left the place.

For many, today's battle is meaningful.

This made them realize the gap between themselves and the senior students.

It also tempered their character.

The arrogance of a newborn calf not being afraid of a tiger has subsided somewhat.

In the days to come, I hope to be able to calm down and cultivate myself properly, and give full play to my talents.

The college organized this Freshman Tournament for this very purpose.

When Lin Mu returned home, he looked somewhat tired.

Fighting Monk Pan had indeed exhausted him, and even though he had defeated Monk Pan, it would take him several days to recover.

Lin Mu fell into a deep sleep while soaking in the bathroom.

On the other side, Lin Yaoyao sat in a Formation, with a handsome man in white sitting cross-legged in front of her.

The man was just Phantom; his eyes seemed to have seen many hardships, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

Lin Yaoyao sat opposite him, her face showing respect.

If Lin Mu were here, he would surely recognize that the man before him was none other than his master, the Feather God.

"What brings you to me today?" Feather God asked.

"Two things. First, the Demon underground in the academy broke through the Formation some time ago, causing quite a bit of trouble. Fortunately, the dean intervened and suppressed them, but the Formation itself was affected to some extent, and I'm afraid some problems may arise in the future," Lin Yaoyao said slowly.

Feather God nodded slightly. "The Demon under the Formation are quite special, and we must not let them be born. I will send someone to Sacred Origin Martial School to repair the Formation later."

Lin Yaoyao nodded. "There's one more thing, it's about Junior Brother!"

A slight smile played on Feather God's lips, "Has he already arrived at Sacred Origin Martial School?"

"Yes! And they've accomplished quite a bit!!"