Reiki Recovery: a Push-up Increases Strength

　　It can be said that the difference between a martial king and a martial artist is even greater than the difference between a martial artist and a martial artist.

　　Lin Mo just wanted to strengthen his spiritual power, but he suddenly reached the level of King Wu.

　　"It's only been half a month of practice, yet you have the spiritual power of a martial king. You can meditate while practicing. The progress is really terrifying."

　　Although Lin Mo took Vermilion Bird Pill to cultivate, he knew that what was really scary was his talent during cultivation.

　　Although Suzaku Dan is precious, many people can still afford it.

　　But their spiritual progress was much worse than Lin Mo's.

　　"The unit test of psychic power, you can get a machine to test it later." Lin Mo smiled.

　　The attack power of the king of martial arts is mainly physical strength, and mental strength is still auxiliary.

　　Putting down the book, Lin Mo walked out of the library.

　　As soon as he walked out of the library, Lin Mo saw Sikong Yuehua standing with a young man.

　　Sikong Yuehua's expression was not very good. He was obviously dealing with the other party, but he didn't dare to offend the other party.

　　Lin Mo glanced at it, walked over, and asked, "I'm going back, do you want to go together?"

　　Sikong Yuehua was overjoyed, she was very annoying to be entangled by the other party at this time, and the appearance of Lin Mo was like a savior to her.

　　The person who pestered her was also a member of the genius club. She was a few years older than her and was already an intermediate martial artist.

　　Since she joined, she has been pursuing her wildly, but Sikong Yuehua has no interest in him at all.

　　Moreover, Sikong Yuehua had heard that this person is very scumbag and pursues women everywhere.

　　Of course she didn't want to have anything to do with such a person.

　　Luo Qingkong looked at Lin Mo with a gloomy look on his face, and said, "Who is this? Yuehua, don't you give me an introduction."

　　Sikong Yuehua said with a smile, "He is Lin Mo, the champion of this competition."

　　Hearing Sikong Yuehua's words, Luo Qingkong's eyes flashed a ray of light, and he said with a smile, "So you are Lin Mo. I heard that the club wanted to invite you to join several times, but I couldn't see anyone."

　　"I'm cultivating." Lin Mo's tone was cold, and he had no interest in communicating with the other party.

　　He looked at Sikong Yuehua: "Let's go, I have to practice when I go back."

　　After speaking, he walked away, Sikong Yuehua hurriedly followed.

　　Luo Qingkong's face became more and more ugly, and he snorted coldly in his heart: "I thought it would be great to win a championship. Well, today I will teach you a lesson and let you know that the sky is high."

　　It has been several years since Luo Qingkong joined the headquarters.

　　He was already a junior martial artist when he joined, and now he has reached an intermediate level. It is still very easy for him to teach a rookie champion.

　　He quickly chased after him, stopped Lin Mo and Sikong Yuehua, and said with a smile, "Lin Mo, isn't it, why don't we discuss how to do it? You are the champion, so you must be strong."

　　Sikong Yuehua looked a little flustered when she heard this, she quickly looked at Lin Mo, and was about to tell Lin Mo not to discuss with Luo Qingkong when she heard Lin Mo agree.

　　Lin Mo said with a smile: "Yes, it's just boring to discuss alone, why not press something? I have two money cards here, one is [-] million and the other is [-] million. Why don't you choose one and take out the corresponding cards? money, let's gamble."

　　Luo Qingkong widened his eyes, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked at Lin Mo dumbfoundedly, isn't your bet a little too big?

　　Luo Qingkong was not Lin Mo, and the wealth in his entire body was only hundreds of millions.

　　In fact, the resources he usually spends for cultivation are not less than Lin Mo, but the improvement in strength is far from being comparable to Lin Mo.

　　Moreover, his ability to make money is far from being comparable to Lin Mo.

　　"Why, I don't dare, it doesn't matter, if I don't dare, forget it." Lin Mo's tone was obviously disdainful and sneered.

　　Looking at Lin Mo's expression, Luo Qingkong gritted his teeth and shouted, "Bet!"

　　It's only [-] million, and if you go back and win, your wealth will be doubled.

　　"Which one do you choose, or both?" Lin Mo asked again.

　　He looked at Luo Qingkong lightly, with a sneer in his heart, playing with himself, he will play you to death.

　　Looking at the two money cards, Luo Qingkong only felt a lot of pressure.

　　If you choose [-] million, it does not mean that you are afraid. If you choose [-] million, if you lose, it is not to lose [-] million more.

　　As for the unity of the two, that is impossible, he never thought about it.

　　[-] million, even if I sold him, I couldn't get it together.

　　He thought about it, gritted his teeth, and shouted, "Just bet [-] million."

　　"Okay, bold enough." Lin Mo said with a smile.

　　Someone gave him [-] million for free, and he was lucky today.

　　"Where to fight?" Lin Mo asked.

　　"It's in the genius club, there is a special venue there." Luo Qingkong said.

　　"Whatever." Lin Mo said with a smile.

　　Looking at Lin Mo's smile, Luo Qingkong had a bad feeling in his heart.

　　But then he felt that this was Lin Mo's tactic. He had been promoted to an intermediate martial artist for more than a year, and he had mastered the sword intent. Even if Lin Mo was a champion, he might not be as strong as himself.

　　The three entered the genius club, which is indeed the gathering place of the strongest geniuses in the martial arts hall.

　　The three of Lin Mo came in and didn't attract the attention of others, but when Lin Mo and Luo Qingkong boarded the ring for a week, they immediately attracted the attention of other people in the genius club.

　　Some people came to watch.

　　"Who is this person? To fight Luo Qingkong?" Someone asked curiously.

　　"It's Lin Mo! The champion of this competition."

　　It was not Sikong Yuehua who answered, but Qin Lenglan.

　　She looked at Lin Mo with fighting intent in her eyes.

　　"It turned out to be the champion of the competition, but for a newcomer, if he wants to defeat Luo Qingkong, I'm afraid it will be difficult. It's better to teach him a lesson, otherwise, he doesn't know how powerful he is."

　　"Also, I heard that the president invited him to join, but I haven't seen anyone there a few times."

　　These people are all arrogant and arrogant. Knowing that the invitation has been unsuccessful several times, they are very upset.

　　At this time, one person came out, and the others gave up their positions one after another.

　　"President, you are here too." Someone said with a smile.

　　Murong Tianhua nodded and looked up at the ring.

　　At this moment, on the ring, Lin Mo shouted, "Let's start."

　　There is no referee in this kind of arena competition, and they are all under their own control. Generally, it is the controller of the arena who shouts to start.

　　In the eyes of many people, it should be Luo Qingkong shouting.

　　Luo Qingkong also found that the rhythm was controlled by Lin Mo.

　　He quickly rushed out towards Lin Mo, waving his fists to attack Lin Mo.

　　In an instant, countless fist shadows enveloped Lin Mo.

　　Flying Shadow Fist!

　　Luo Qingkong's specialty skills instantly burst into countless fist shadows, true and false, when you thought it was true, resisted the past, but found it was false, when you thought it was false, it turned out to be true, a punch knock you out.

　　Without fighting back, Lin Mo quickly moved his body in a small area.

　　Fail, fail, fail.

　　All Luo Qingkong's attacks were in vain.

　　Seeing this scene, the people around were extremely surprised. They had all experienced Luo Qingkong's flying shadow boxing, and it was extremely difficult to deal with.

　　But now, Lin Mo actually avoided all of them.

　　"What a strong reaction and judgment ability." A warrior sighed.

　　Everyone else nodded.

　　Murong Tianhua was also very amazed at this time, even if he went up, he couldn't do better than Lin Mo.

　　Qin Lenglan looked at Lin Mo, his heart was full of shock, Lin Mo became stronger.

　　It has only been half a month, and he has not improved much, but he has made great progress.

　　Shouldn't he actually join the club?

　　No, you can make rapid progress by joining a club to communicate with people and learn from many people.

　　It's just that Lin Mo is cultivating alone, so why is he progressing so fast?

　　Could this be the difference between a demon and an ordinary person?

　　In the ring, Luo Qingkong became more and more chilled as he fought.

　　Even if Lin Mo can't beat him, how can he win?

　　"Is it enough? It's my turn."

　　Lin Mo's voice sounded.

　　Luo Qingkong quickly retreated to defend,

　　But the next moment, Lin Mo's fist landed on his chest, causing severe pain. He only felt that the scenery in front of him changed rapidly, and the whole person had already flew out and landed on the ground.

　　"Cough cough."

　　Luo Qingkong coughed twice and looked at Lin Mo in horror.

　　So strong, strong pervert, and he has no strength to resist at all.

　　"You lost, it's time to pay." Lin Mo said with a smile.

　　"Pay, what to pay?" someone asked curiously.

　　Sikong Yuehua said with a smile, "The two of them made a bet, and the loser will be the [-] million who won."

　　Sikong Yuehua was in a very good mood at this time, presumably after this time, Luo Qingkong would not pester himself again.

　　Hearing Sikong Yuehua's words, the people around were shocked.

　　Eighty million, this is not a small amount, it can even be said that Luo has emptied all his net worth.