Chapter 349: 349 Chapter 349: Possessing Puppets, Learning in Battle At this moment, there was collective silence, and even the air stopped flowing. The wind stopped, the clouds ceased, and the sunlight dimmed by several degrees. A god-level expert, so powerful. The Divine Summer Tower radiated brilliant light, enveloping the world. "Today, the Divine Summer Tower opens." "The rules have changed. Those whose names are called will enter the tower, and the rest will wait outside." Meng Anwen’s voice carried a terrifying pressure, and everyone could only listen. "Now, let’s begin. The first one, Lin Li from Muli Academy." The person whose name was called immediately stepped out and walked into the Divine Summer Tower. Inside the Divine Summer Tower, Lin Moyu saw Bai Yiyuan and the other two. He finally understood how he should learn. After hearing the methods of the three, he had an indescribable feeling. He really didn’t know how his teachers came up with such an idea. Yet all three of them thought it was great, and he had no chance to object. Now the arrow was on the string, and he had to shoot. Yan Kuangsheng said, "It’s just a few failures, a few beatings, what’s the big deal?" "Who hasn’t been beaten? You get used to it after a while." Meng Anwen said, "Everything is already arranged. If you don’t want to suffer too much, then work hard." Bai Yiyuan patted Lin Moyu’s shoulder, speaking earnestly, "Xiaoyu, your teachers believe in you, it won’t be too bad." "The first person has already entered the tower, a water element mage." "Don’t worry, we’ve arranged everything, starting from low to high, step by step." At this point, Lin Moyu could only accept. He sat cross-legged, and Meng Anwen cast a light that fell on Lin Moyu. Lin Moyu closed his eyes, and his consciousness drifted away. Lin Li entered the Divine Summer Tower. Entering the Divine Summer Tower for the first time, he was filled with curiosity. In this large tower, it carried a lot of the empire’s history. Here, he felt solemn and sacred. At the first job change, he was a rare profession, a Wave Mage. After the second job change, he became a Wave Master. Now he was already level 45, very proficient in his various skills. This time, he had also fought his way through and obtained this rare entry ticket. After entering the tower, an invisible pressure fell on him, his attributes quickly decreased, and one advanced skill after another was quickly sealed. In the blink of an eye, he returned to his level 10 state. Lin Li was not flustered; he knew very well that there was absolutely no danger in the Divine Summer Tower. This was just part of the trial. "The trial rule is to defeat the opponent in front of you. The more victories, the higher the score." A majestic voice sounded in Lin Li’s ear. The rules were very simple, anyone could understand them. Not far in front of Lin Li stood his opponent. There was a barrier between them, and the trial had not officially begun. Through the barrier, Lin Li saw the opponent. "A puppet?" "I don’t know the level and strength, but now that I’m suppressed to level 10, the opponent shouldn’t be too strong." Lin Li thought to himself, his whole body tense, ready to fight. On the other side of the barrier, Lin Moyu’s consciousness fell into the puppet. He was also level 10 now. He had the same skills and attributes as Lin Li. At this moment, he became a Wave Mage. Looking at the unfamiliar skills, he thought of what Bai Yiyuan had said. "The best way to understand a profession is to become that profession." Taking advantage of this opening of the Divine Summer Tower, Meng Anwen brought 500 professionals to be Lin Moyu’s sparring partners. He used the Divine Summer Tower to copy everyone’s professional skills, turning them into puppets. Lin Moyu controlled the puppets to fight against the opponents. Same profession, same level battles. Familiarize with the skills in battle, learn the combat styles of various professions. At first, it was inevitable to get beaten. Although Lin Moyu controlled the puppets, in the array set up by Meng Anwen, he would also feel pain. Except for not actually dying, everything else was the same as real. It was only then that Lin Moyu learned Meng Anwen’s profession: a god-level array master. Various arrays were not difficult for Meng Anwen. Putting aside his random thoughts, Lin Moyu accepted his fate. Of course, Lin Moyu knew that this arrangement made sense. The three had put in a lot of effort, letting the best talents in the empire be his sparring partners. If he didn’t seize this opportunity, it would be a great pity. "Becoming a god-level expert is an extremely important step..." Lin Moyu repeated what Meng Anwen and the others had said. "In that case, let you all become my whetstones." The barrier disappeared. A flash of cold light appeared in front of him, and an ice arrow had already landed on him. It hurt, it hurt a lot. His whole body was frozen stiff; it turned out that freezing could be so painful. That kind of pain that felt like being frozen to the point of cracking. Lin Moyu didn’t react at all, or rather, his subconscious didn’t even think about dodging. He was used to the presence of bone armor and the damage transfer of the undead army. He didn’t care about this level of attack at all. He forgot that he was now just possessing a puppet, a level 10 Wave Mage. By the time he reacted, it was too late. The second ice arrow came straight at him. His frozen body couldn’t make any response and was directly hit. In severe pain, the puppet disappeared. At that moment, Lin Moyu really had an illusion, wondering if he was dead. The next second, his consciousness descended into a new puppet. The level increased to 12, the skills remained the same, and the attributes changed slightly. The familiar barrier, the familiar opponent. On the other side of the barrier, Lin Li was a bit confused; this opponent was too weak. Two ice arrows solved it, and he didn’t even dodge, not even reacting. It felt like hitting a wooden dummy. Was this a trial? Why did it feel like playing house? Or was the first round just an appetizer? Now the level increased by 2, reaching level 12. Lin Li didn’t dare to be careless, still fully alert. Lin Moyu finally reacted, realizing he had been careless just now. "I need to abandon my previous combat methods. I am now a mage, a level 12 mage." "No undead army, no bone armor, no damage transfer." "I can only withstand two to three attacks at most." Lin Moyu kept reminding himself. He began to adapt to his "new identity." The barrier disappeared, and the second round of the trial began again. An ice arrow broke through the wind, and this time Lin Moyu reacted quickly, dodging to the side. At the same time, he pointed his finger, activating a skill, and also threw out an ice arrow. "Finally moved, it seems the first round was just an appetizer!" Lin Li saw Lin Moyu start to fight back and felt he guessed right. Now was the real test. But... The accuracy of the opponent’s ice arrow was quite off. The ice arrow completely missed him, flying past and disappearing. Lin Li found it strange, but his hands didn’t stop. A level 12 Wave Mage didn’t have many skills, just a few, not even a magic shield. He threw out one skill after another. Lin Moyu was immediately put on the defensive, dodging awkwardly. Finally, after dodging several attacks, he made a mistake and failed to dodge. Lin Li seized the opportunity... Lin Moyu, recovering from the pain, became a level 14 Wave Mage. "I was too used to the soul flame’s lock-on and the bone spikes’ area attack." "Ice Arrow needs to aim at the target." "And the water ball that follows also needs to aim at the target." "Ice Arrow is faster than the water ball, but the water ball spins faster, the two can complement each other." Lin Moyu kept analyzing his mistakes and making corrections. The waiting time was not long, just a minute. Lin Moyu only had time to make a rough summary before the new trial began. This time, Lin Moyu still lost, but it was much better than before. Meng Anwen and the other two watched the whole process, observing Lin Moyu’s changes. Bai Yiyuan was very satisfied with Lin Moyu’s performance, "Not bad, not bad, Xiaoyu is improving quickly." Yan Kuangsheng nodded, "Better than you were back then." Bai Yiyuan snorted, "Isn’t he better than you too?" The two didn’t get along, and although they didn’t fight like before, they still couldn’t help but bicker. Bai Yiyuan slowly said, "I believe in Xiaoyu’s comprehension, but will repeated failures affect his confidence?" Lin Moyu had always been smooth sailing. He created one history after another, seemingly never tasting failure. Now, continuous failures might indeed affect his confidence. Meng Anwen shook his head, "No, you’ve seen Xiaoyu’s determination, a little setback is nothing." Yan Kuangsheng said, "The smoother the journey, the more one needs to endure setbacks. No strong person grows without setbacks." "And I see Xiaoyu is already adapting, he can do it." Bai Yiyuan didn’t refute, clearly agreeing with Yan Kuangsheng. In the trial tower, a new round of trials began again.