MTL - I Can Level Up By Staying Idle-Chapter 24 Master style
At the same time, hundreds of thousands of viewers in Haicheng were watching the live broadcast.
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Gao Haoran's home.
Gao Haoran lives in a detached villa with a small courtyard.
At this time, Gao Haoran had just finished the pre-exam training with one-on-one tutoring and was turning on the TV to relax when he saw Liu Zhonghao who was in high spirits on the live TV.
Gao Haoran became more and more angry, and slapped the table.
"Why didn't I put X on the TV!"
"Why am I so good!"
"One day, I will get ahead and pretend to be like him!"
Gao Haoran's eyes were red with jealousy.
In the study not far away, Gao Haoran's father was shaking his head silently.
"Haoran's talent is still a little short! Although he can be admitted to a university, he has no hope of entering a major university!" Father Gao also thought of a way to spend money to send Gao Haoran into a famous school. But this is too difficult, "If Haoran's strength is too weak in the future, I'm afraid he won't be able to keep my family business!"
As the saying goes, every man is innocent and guilty.
In this world where martial arts are respected, if the wealth is beyond the control of one's own strength, it will easily lead to disaster.
"Forget it!" Father Gao shook his head silently, having already made a decision in his heart, "If Haoran can't become a seven-star warrior, then I will disperse most of the property and give him peace!"
Gao Haoran didn't know at all, just when he was banging on the table, his father had already planned his life for him.
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The bald headmaster of Haicheng Wuzhong looked at the live TV and became more and more angry.
"It's rare to find a genius in the second middle school, so you have to be like this!"
The bald headmaster seems to have forgotten that when such a talented seedling appeared in their school a few years ago, he was much more shy than the headmaster of the second middle school.
"Why isn't such a genius in our sea city martial arts?"
"Especially if anyone in our Haicheng Wuzhong can win the top spot in the college entrance examination this year, I will kneel down for him no problem!"
In the end, he could only sigh heavily: "It seems that this year our Haicheng Wuzhong is bound to be overtaken by the second middle school!"
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Yin Jian's house.
Yin Jian knelt on his knees and slapped the floor with his palms over and over again.
"Why?"
"Why!?"
"Why am I not as talented as Liu Zhonghao?"
"I've been cultivating very hard! If I have talent like his, why would my mother..."
Thinking of this, Yin Jian was even more grief-stricken.
Outside the balcony.
Yin Jian's father wore a pair of gold wire glasses and smoked thick cigarettes over and over again.
The cigarette **** was all over the place.
Tonight, at Yin Jian's house, only the father and son are at home.
Only Yin Jian's mother was not seen.
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At this time, Lin Mo had returned home and saw the news that had already been swiped in Haicheng.
"Liu Zhonghao? The second middle school? The fighting skills have just broken through to the third rank, and are certified as an official martial artist?"
Lin Mo just glanced at the news and lost interest.
That's it?
The city is full of storms and everyone knows it?
What a mess!
Isn’t it just breaking through to Tier 3, what’s so amazing?
I'm already in the "middle stage", am I proud?
Tomorrow I will lie down for a whole day, maybe I can lie down directly to the third-order extreme, do I have to come out?
The combat skills can at least reach the fourth rank! Now such a trivial matter is so shocking, when I show my strength, won't Haicheng be directly blown up?"
Lin Mo couldn't help shaking his head: "In the end, it's only a third-tier city in the Xia Kingdom, a small rural place, just haven't seen the world!"
Lin Mo took a cold shower and walked into the bedroom to pick up the virtual helmet.
"Let's play in the Metaverse!" Lin Mo directly entered the novice trial field and clicked to match, "Tonight, we will win 20 consecutive victories!"
At present, Lin Mo's boxing power has reached 1150 kg.
Although the school will have a day off tomorrow, which will greatly limit the growth of his boxing power; but as long as he can win a few more consecutive victories in the novice proving ground tonight, then tomorrow he will be able to rely on the A1 level evolution potion. , can also make the boxing power reach more than 1200 kg!
In that case, Lin Mo will be able to change from "Apprentice of Martial Arts" to "Formal Martial Artist" tomorrow, and skip the "quasi Martial Artist" link.
After a while, Lin Mo was successfully matched in the novice proving ground.
[Black soil: 18 years old, martial arts apprentice, general appearance. Winning streak: 10. 】
【Shenhao: 18 years old, formal martial artist, general appearance. Winning streak: 9. 】
"After ten consecutive victories, although I was still a martial arts apprentice, I was directly matched with an official martial artist!" Lin Mo had long expected that starting from eleven consecutive victories was not so easy. "Fortunately, I can only match ten matches a day. Otherwise, if I continue to match yesterday, I'm afraid the winning streak will be broken! But now..."
Yesterday, Lin Mo was only a "second-order extreme" fighting skill!
And today, it is already the "middle stage of the third order"!
In a place like the novice proving ground that only looks at fighting skills and not boxing power, Lin Mo is still very confident!
"But...the opponent in today's first match seems to be not weak?" Lin Mo noticed the opponent's information, "Official warrior? And a nine-game winning streak?"
You must know that even a martial arts apprentice wants to achieve nine consecutive victories, it is not so easy; it is even more difficult for a prospective martial artist, let alone a formal martial artist.
"Could it be that in today's first battle, I encountered a hard stubble?" Lin Mo did not flinch, but rather looked forward to it.
Since lying down, he has never met an opponent in the novice proving ground! If you can meet a few opponents today and let yourself play a few games, that's not bad!
Will you lose?
Lin Mo is not very worried!
You lose! What a big deal! It's not impossible to lose!
Of course, even today, Lin Mo felt that he was unlikely to meet any threatening opponent.
Boom! Bang!
Lin Mo and his opponents use generic looks.
The two landed on the battle arena almost simultaneously.
"Master!" Lin Mo felt at a glance that this opponent called "Shenhao" was definitely a master!
Because at this moment, "Shen Hao" is standing with both hands, and there is an indescribable calmness and calmness in the momentum. At a glance, people can feel the master style coming to the face!
"As expected of an official martial artist who can achieve nine consecutive victories! As expected, he has an extraordinary bearing!"
If there is no accident, he is definitely a strong man!
"Martial Dao apprentice?" At this moment, Shen Hao's surprised voice sounded, "How could I match a Martial Dao apprentice? Oh... So you have won ten consecutive victories, that's no wonder! "
"Start?" Lin Mo asked.
"No hurry!" Shen Hao waved his hand unhurriedly, showing his master style again, "In the novice proving ground, there are not many formal martial artists. You are a mere martial arts apprentice, you can match It's not easy to reach me! Let's do it... I'll let you do three tricks!"
"Let me do three moves?" Lin Mo was a little shocked by the other party's master style.
So strong?
You want me to make three moves?
"That's right!" Shenhao said indifferently, "Within three moves, you can do whatever you want! After three moves, you will be defeated!"
"Then...thank you?" Lin Mo thought for a while, since the other party was so confident, he would be welcome.
After all, the opponent's master style is there, and the strength is definitely not weak!
Also, Lin Mo had never fought against a formal warrior, and actually wanted to take advantage of these three moves to test the opponent's strength.
"I'm just a martial arts apprentice, and being given three moves by a formal martial artist is not shameful!" Lin Mo thought to himself.
