MTL - I Can Level Up By Staying Idle-Chapter 4 respect the dream

"Boss, two skewers of rice cakes, ten skewers of mutton, half a dozen oysters, and two bottles of cold beer!"

The sprint class that Gao Haoran enrolled in is in the city gymnasium.

Beside the gate of the gym, there is a barbecue stall.

Lin Mo directly found a stool and sat down, shouting, "That's right! Make it more spicy!"

The students of Martial Arts High School are generally rich.

After all, the physical energy consumed by daily practice needs to be replenished by consuming a large amount of meat. If you can't even get enough to eat, you will become a soft-footed shrimp. What martial arts are you talking about?

In addition, it is necessary to supplement some precious medicinal materials from time to time, such as century-old ginseng, wild Ganoderma lucidum...

Families with particularly good conditions will even find ways to get some high-tech medicines through special channels at any cost.

So, the road of martial arts is a road to burn money!

Poor and rich in martial arts.

Lin Mo's family background is average, and he has hardly eaten any precious medicinal herbs, which is also an important reason why he can't attract other classmates.

"I'm also known for being spicy!"

Lin Mo said arrogantly, and then he called up the system panel and looked at it.

"The involution index is 4.3, and it is still rising!" Lin Mo couldn't help but sigh, it is indeed a sprint class!

It's just been in, and it's so awesome! Isn't it going to be dark and dark in a while, and the involution index will directly break the rhythm of 10?

"Huh? How come it's only 0.3 kilograms per hour?"

According to experience, the involution index of 4.3 should increase the punching power by 0.86 kg per hour!

However, Lin Mo saw that in the "Upgrade Speed" column, in addition to "Fist Strength Growth Rate", there was also a line of small characters: "The realm is improving..."

"The realm?" Lin Mo was startled.

The realm is actually fighting skills.

The students of Martial Arts High School have received a lot of actual combat training, and their combat skills can generally reach "first-order", which is comparable to those experienced veterans on the earth in previous lives.

If the combat skills reach the second level, they are comparable to the special forces on the earth.

Tier 3 combat skills, comparable to the king of soldiers on earth!

And if the fighting skills reach the fourth level, it is beyond the limit of normal people!

Even, Lin Mo heard that a fourth-order genius can be directly recommended to a key martial arts university without taking the martial arts college entrance examination.

Of course...the further back you go, the harder it is to improve! Anyway, in Haicheng, I have never heard of such a genius.

"Could it be that what the people around me are involved in, what do I mainly improve? And this sprint class just trains combat skills?"

Lin Mo couldn't help standing up curiously and walked towards the window.

"Come on, little brother, the rice cakes are ready! Eat first!" The boss handed over two strings of red baked rice cakes, apparently brushed with a lot of peppers.

"Okay!" Lin Mo, holding a string in one hand, stood by the window and tiptoed to look inside.

Sure enough, the martial arts teacher inside is talking passionately about how to improve combat skills.

"In the martial arts college entrance examination, fist power is important, and fighting skills are equally important!"

"Why do some students, even though their boxing strength has broken through the 1,000-kilogram mark, still can't even get into the specialist? - It's because of their poor fighting skills!"

"It's hard to improve your boxing power in a short period of time! But your fighting skills can be significantly improved in a short period of time!"

"As long as the fighting skills are improved a little, it is worth several kilograms, or even more than ten kilograms! If anyone's fighting skills can break through the second order, it is equivalent to a direct improvement Fifty kilograms of boxing power! In that case, maybe it will explode in the college entrance examination, impacting the undergraduate..."

The martial arts teacher in the sprint class, while teaching and learning, is playing chicken blood.

"It really is a course of combat skills!" Lin Mo thought silently, "I was worried about how to improve my combat skills after I lay flat. Now it seems that this worry is unnecessary! "

Lay down to upgrade the system, you must lie down to upgrade!

The flatter you lie down, the faster the upgrade!

If Lin Mo doesn't lie down, but instead trains his combat skills, the lie down upgrade system will be temporarily shut down. Moreover, the harder Lin Mo worked, the longer the system would be shut down—a kind of punishment. .seven

Fortunately, the system is fully functional.

Lin Mo just lies down, and the rest is left to the system.

"Haoran is really working hard in it!"

Lin Mo looked at Gao Haoran, the little fat man sweating inside, and took a bite of the baked rice cake comfortably.

"Fuck!"

One bite, Lin Mo was shocked!

This is too spicy!

Tears are coming out!

The key is...Lin Mo just bragged, claiming that he is famous for being spicy! So even though I was hot, I couldn't shout!

People can be killed!

Don't lose face!

Lin Mo insisted on being silent, but the tears could not help but flow down...

"Little brother!" At this time, the owner of the barbecue stall came over.

The boss was carrying two bottles of beer, but his eyes were on the students in the gym.

"When I was in the third year of high school, I was just like you!" The boss's eyes were deep, and he could tell that he was a man with a story, "At that time, I knew that the college entrance examination was hopeless. I accompanied my classmates to the sprint class."

The boss turned his attention to Lin Mo again: "My classmates are inside, clenching their teeth and sweating! I am outside, just like you, crying silently!"

"I..." Lin Mo just wanted to say, we are different!

Not the same!

I was crying!

"You don't have to say anything, I understand it! I have experienced everything you have experienced!" The boss shook his head and smiled, his smile full of the vicissitudes of the years, "Come on, little one. Brother, take this bottle of wine, and I'll give it to you! This bottle, respect your dreams! I'll do it, you can do what you want!"

The boss gently touched the bottle with Lin Mo, then raised his head proudly, performed a small whirlwind, and drank it all.

"Er..." Lin Mo was speechless.

But he happened to be hot, and he really needed something to drink to relieve the spicy.

He was just about to take two sips, and a system prompt sound that only he could hear suddenly sounded in the back of his mind: "Congratulations to the host! The realm has broken through to the second order!"

"Second order?" Lin Mo was surprised.

I just came here to lie down, and my combat skills have broken through to the second order!

The efficiency of this lying flat is too high!

"Respect your dreams!" Lin Mo, who was in a good mood, also directly raised the wine bottle and suffocated.

"That's right, boss!" After blowing a bottle and wiping away his tears, Lin Mo asked, "Can you have a membership in this barbecue stall? I'll be back tomorrow!"