Chapter 351: 351 Chapter 351: There Are No Perfect Professions, Only Perfect Professionals Lin Moyu experienced one battle after another. From a mage profession, he became a knight, and then an assassin. Under Meng Anwen’s arrangement, Lin Moyu fought against all types of professionals. He mastered all their skills below level 40. As the battles continued, Lin Moyu’s progress accelerated, and his understanding of each profession deepened. Every profession had its own characteristics, different combat styles, and unique strengths and weaknesses. No profession was perfect; no matter how strong, each had its flaws. Even his own necromancer profession, which seemed incredibly powerful, could challenge level 70 at level 40. It also had its imperfections. A profession can be imperfect, but the professional must strive for perfection. Even if absolute perfection is unattainable, one must strive to be as close to perfect as possible. This is the foundation, the basis for becoming a god-level expert. Yan Kuangsheng and Bai Yiyuan understood various professions through combat. Meng Anwen, on the other hand, learned about them by reading books and watching numerous battles of professionals. They gradually eliminated their own weaknesses, laying a solid foundation. However, their methods were far from perfect compared to Lin Moyu’s current approach. Lin Moyu transformed into various professionals, experiencing them firsthand. Although he experienced repeated failures, the benefits he gained far exceeded those of the three. Lin Moyu gradually found his own rhythm, and his learning speed increased. His opponents’ performances worsened with each battle. Lin Moyu integrated the strengths of various professions, combining different combat styles into one. He gradually developed his own unique combat style. Breaking free from conventional thinking, he was no longer limited by the constraints of his profession. He could effortlessly use various combat techniques. Days passed, and Lin Moyu’s challenges continued without pause. Later, to learn their skills and understand the characteristics of each profession, Lin Moyu even had to hold back. It took him a full ten days to defeat all 500 people. Meng Anwen and the other two were very satisfied with Lin Moyu’s performance. Bai Yiyuan laughed heartily, "Not bad, not bad, better than Yan Madman back in the day." Yan Kuangsheng snorted coldly, "Much better than you were back then." Meng Anwen said, "I think we can proceed to the second round." Bai Yiyuan hesitated, "Isn’t it a bit too soon?" Meng Anwen shook his head, "It’s not too soon. You all did this after your third job change, but I think you did it too late." "Understanding oneself, the earlier the better. After level 70, many things are already set and hard to change." Yan Kuangsheng thought for a moment, "That’s true. At that time, I had many habits that were hard to change." Bai Yiyuan also realized this, agreeing that it made sense. Meng Anwen continued, "Now, Xiaoyu is like a blank sheet of paper, ready to be painted and written on. We must seize the time." After some discussion, they decided to start the second round of testing. The 500 people waiting in the independent space were all notified. The second round of testing began, and everyone was included. Everyone found it strange why this year’s Divine Summer Tower trial was so different from previous years. The Divine Summer Tower trial happened every year, and each side had accumulated a lot of information. But this time, none of it was needed. Not only did they find it strange, but even the instructors and military leaders waiting outside found it odd. They had been waiting for over ten days, and there was no movement from the Divine Summer Tower. In previous trials, it only took two or three days. Moreover, those who failed would exit halfway through. What changes had been made to the rules this time? Finally, someone couldn’t help but send a message back. Soon, with spatial distortions, two powerful figures appeared outside the Divine Summer Tower. One was dressed in military armor, clearly from the military, and appeared to be a god-level knight. The other was a god-level mage, wearing a robe with the emblem of the Xia Capital Academy, indicating he was a high-ranking official from the academy. Although they came from different backgrounds, both were god generals. Their appearance brought immense pressure to the scene. All the students present felt it hard to breathe. Their auras were so strong that they could almost rival the Divine Summer Tower. God-level experts! Everyone’s mind echoed with these four words. These were true god-level experts, but no one knew which two gods had arrived. In the Divine Summer Empire, not all god-level experts were as famous as the White God. Some were unknown but equally powerful. To this day, no one knew how many god-level experts the empire had. The empire had never publicly announced it, and only a dozen or so were known. But everyone knew there were definitely more. "I think I’ve seen this god mage before. He seems to be the former vice principal of the academy." "That’s right, Vice Principal Xia Bojian, who retired thirty years ago. I didn’t expect him to be a god-level mage." At this moment, Xia Xue’s expression was strange, muttering, "Why is it him?" Zuo Mei asked curiously, "What’s wrong?" Xia Xue said, "I’ve seen him before. He visited my home a few years ago, and my dad called him Second Grandpa." Feng Xiu and Zuo Mei were both stunned. Feng Xiu sighed, "I didn’t expect you to be a descendant of a god-level family." Xia Xue said, "I didn’t know either. My dad never mentioned it." Perhaps there were some unknown reasons, and Feng Xiu and Zuo Mei wisely didn’t ask further. After the two appeared, the god-level knight from the military flew towards the Divine Summer Tower. The Divine Summer Tower emitted a powerful force, stopping him. "White God, please come out!" he said loudly. A flash of light appeared in front of the Divine Summer Tower, and Bai Yiyuan flew out. Bai Yiyuan’s appearance immediately caused an uproar. His reputation was too great. In the empire, Bai Yiyuan was the strongest representative. His battle achievements were too glorious, earning him the title of God of Slaughter in other countries. With his divine fists, he could even kill god-level experts. Bai Yiyuan glanced at the newcomer, "So it’s God General Wang. What brings you here?" His voice boomed, echoing throughout the area. Hearing the name God General Wang, someone finally remembered who he was. "I remember now, he’s God General Wang Lin, known as the King of Slaughter, almost as strong as the White God." "Wow, one is the God of Slaughter, the other is the King of Slaughter. What’s going on here?" "I feel like something big is about to happen." In the air, Wang Lin said in a low voice, "I want to ask why the rules of this year’s Divine Summer Tower trial have changed." Bai Yiyuan chuckled, "Do I need to report to you before changing the rules?" Wang Lin waved his hand, "Of course not. I’m just curious. After all, we have people from the military inside. I want to know if they are..." Bai Yiyuan said, "They are very safe. If there’s danger in the Divine Summer Tower, then there’s no safe place for the entire human race." Wang Lin said, "I want to go in and take a look." Bai Yiyuan laughed heartily, "Wang Lin, are you joking? Don’t forget your status. Do you have the qualification to enter?" "Giving you 100 entry tickets to the Divine Summer Tower every year is already generous. If you’re not satisfied, we won’t give them next year." "You..." Wang Lin’s face turned ugly, but he couldn’t say anything. The reason was known only to him. At this moment, Xia Bojian flew over, "White God, may I go in and take a look? We have 400 students from the Xia Capital Academy inside, and I’m a bit worried." Saying he was worried was false; he just wanted to see for himself. Bai Yiyuan still shook his head, "No." Such a response made the two even more suspicious. Xia Bojian lowered his voice, "I heard that God General Lin Moyu is also inside, and he’s your disciple. Could it be..." Wang Lin suddenly thought of something and said coldly, "Bai Yiyuan, are you..." His stance suggested he was ready to fight at any moment. Bai Yiyuan didn’t care, "Think whatever you want. If you want to fight, I’m ready." Wang Lin laughed, his body exuding killing intent. Suddenly, a massive and pure killing intent descended from the sky, transforming into a giant blade that slashed towards Wang Lin. Wang Lin’s face changed dramatically, and he quickly retreated. His killing intent was nothing compared to this blade of killing intent. The blade didn’t hit him but exploded in the air, creating a loud roar. The killing intent then retracted like a dragon, and Yan Kuangsheng flew out of the Divine Summer Tower, "Wang Lin, are you looking for a beating again?"