Soul skill backlash!
Realizing this, a great shock surged through Xiao Wu's heart.
Her second soul skill, Charm, was a rather rare spirit-attribute control skill that could bewilder opponents and delay their actions.
Because she was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast who had undergone human reincarnation, her mental power was normally far stronger than that of soul masters at the same level.
In Xiao Wu's understanding, using Charm against a soul master of the same rank should have caused a significant impact on the opponent, even if she couldn't unleash the full power of the skill.
Yet, the sharp pain currently radiating from her head made Xiao Wu realize a reality she hadn't anticipated.
Lin Mo's mental power was far superior to her own.
Otherwise, even if Charm couldn't exert its full effect, it shouldn't have caused a backlash against her.
Xiao Wu clutched her head with both hands, her body beginning to tremble from the intense pain.
Just as Xiao Wu let go with her hands and the legs she had wrapped around Lin Mo's waist began to slip, causing her to fall, Lin Mo instinctively reached forward and scooped her up, holding her securely in his arms in a bridal carry.
Xiao Wu's body was light, and Lin Mo held her with almost no effort.
Xiao Wu's breathing was somewhat rapid, and her face appeared rather pale.
Even so, she still instinctively wrapped her arms around Lin Mo's neck, allowing herself to lie in his arms in a more comfortable position.
While Xiao Wu rested her mind with her eyes closed in Lin Mo's embrace, she couldn't help but mutter to herself:
"Lin Mo, what kind of freak are you?
It's one thing that your physical constitution is so powerful, but how can your soul and mental power be this resilient as well?
Under normal circumstances, with my current mental power, even if I released the Charm soul skill against a three-ring Soul Elder, it shouldn't have caused such a massive backlash."
She truly couldn't understand why Lin Mo was so powerful in every single aspect.
Lin Mo looked down at Xiao Wu in his arms: "Stop talking for now and get some rest."
This sparring match ended extremely quickly. Almost the moment Xiao Wu prepared to make a move on Lin Mo, the backlash of her soul skill had already arrived.
Seeing this scene, Yu Xiaogang and Tang San were instantly stunned, looking at each other in confusion and at a loss for what to do.
Yu Xiaogang walked over to carefully check on Xiao Wu's condition, and only after confirming that she had merely suffered from a soul skill backlash did he heave a sigh of relief.
A formidable physical body, and mental power just as strong.
Realizing these characteristics of Lin Mo's martial soul, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but begin to overturn several of his previous hypotheses regarding it.
Under normal circumstances, martial souls were indeed as Xiao Wu had said—they all had their strengths and their weaknesses.
The most extreme example in the world of martial souls was the Four Single-Attribute Clans that had once been affiliated with the Clear Sky Sect.
Yu Xiaogang had originally thought Lin Mo's martial soul would be the same, but this martial soul without any apparent weaknesses truly left him in even deeper bewilderment.
Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Lin Mo, unable to stop himself from complaining internally:
Does this kid have no weaknesses at all?
According to his theoretical research, every martial soul should have its pros and cons.
Martial souls with strong attacks often had weaker defenses, those with high speed generally lacked power, and soul masters skilled in mental attacks were usually physically fragile.
This rule held true for the vast majority of soul masters.
Yet, the appearance of Lin Mo had completely shattered Yu Xiaogang's understanding.
"Grandmaster, Tang San, I'll take Xiao Wu to rest now. I won't come by to say goodbye tomorrow."
Lin Mo looked down at Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, saying: "Once Xiao Wu has rested well tomorrow, I will take her directly to Shrek Academy to enroll."
"Go, go ahead."
Yu Xiaogang said: "Xiao Wu only suffered a soul skill backlash; it isn't serious, and her body is fine.
After resting for the night and recovering her spirit, she should be back to normal.
However, remember this: the next time you spar, Xiao Wu, you must never again try to use the Charm soul skill to control Lin Mo." Yu Xiaogang cautioned.
Yu Xiaogang's tone was very serious; he was genuinely worried that Xiao Wu would make the same mistake again.
Soul skill backlash could be a minor or major issue; it was fortunate that this time it was only a slight backlash.
Leaning in Lin Mo's arms, Xiao Wu said weakly: "Understood, Grandmaster. I won't ever use Charm on Lin Mo again."
After Lin Mo nodded, with Xiao Wu's cooperation, he shifted her from his arms onto his back.
He reached his arms under her thighs and carried her securely.
Xiao Wu's arms were wrapped around Lin Mo's neck, her head resting on his shoulder, her entire weight pressing against his back.
Feeling the firm sensation of her thighs against his arms, Lin Mo took a step forward and walked out of Notting Academy.
The two walked out of the back mountain, crossed the Notting Academy playground, and headed toward the school gate.
Xiao Wu lay on Lin Mo's back and whispered, "Brother Mo, do you think we'll meet soul masters even stronger than you after we get to Shrek Academy?"
"I suppose so," Lin Mo said.
"Then will we be able to beat them?" Xiao Wu asked again.
"Don't worry. Even if I might not be their match for now, one day, they will all be defeated by my hand!" Lin Mo replied.
"I will protect you! I won't let anyone hurt you!"
Xiao Wu's lips curled up slightly as she buried her head into Lin Mo's shoulder, saying nothing more.
Where Xiao Wu could not see, a faint, imperceptible smile appeared on Lin Mo's face.
This sparring session with Xiao Wu had confirmed a previous suspicion of his!
That was that his Inversion of Three talent likely came with a hidden ability.
Dual cultivation of life and essence!
His soul and physical body would grow in sync; improvements in his physical fitness would drive the growth of his mental power, and vice versa!
Watching the backs of Lin Mo and Xiao Wu as they departed, Tang San was momentarily lost in thought.
It was not until their figures completely vanished from his sight that he slowly withdrew his gaze.
Tang San lowered his head, looked at his own hands, and muttered to himself, "Teacher, with my talent, can I really catch up to a monster like Lin Mo in the future?"
There was a deep sense of uncertainty in Tang San's tone.
For some time now, he had been training desperately, wanting to keep pace with Lin Mo.
Yet, every time he felt he had made progress, Lin Mo had already gone even further.
This feeling of being unable to catch up no matter how hard he tried made Tang San doubt his own talent once again.
"You can." Yu Xiaogang reached out and ruffled Tang San's hair.
He looked at the disciple he was most proud of, his gaze softening.
"Don't sell yourself short. Your talent is not inferior to Lin Mo's; you just need a little time to accumulate strength before you bloom!" Yu Xiaogang said.
Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words of comfort, Tang San fell into silence once more.
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