Strength Rises Again, I Want Both!

[Host: Lin Mo]

[Level: First-grade Martial Artist]

[Blood Qi: 234.38 cal]

[Combat Power Amplification Limit: 12]

[Martial Skills: Military Boxing (Mortal Grade, Perfected), Hegemon Fist (Mystery Grade, Perfected)]

[Movement Technique: Unranked (1/10)]

Note: Movement Technique ranks are divided into Unranked, Beginner, Subtle, Perfect.

Looking at his own panel, Lin Mo kept his hands moving while his mind churned.

He had never practiced any movement technique manual before—who would have thought that through combat, he could actually comprehend a movement technique.

This was a good thing.

High-grade martial artists, besides enhancing their Blood Qi and combat power, also pursued movement techniques.

If one's movement technique was formidable, it allowed the martial artist to move freely among beast packs in the wild, coming and going without obstruction.

It greatly increased one's survival and combat capabilities.

He had once watched a video of a Seventh-grade Martial Artist fighting against a small-scale beast tide.

It was precisely because he had a Subtle-level movement technique that he could charge in and out of the beast tide multiple times without a scratch.

On the other hand, martial artists with poor movement techniques, even if they reached Seventh-grade or Eighth-grade, might not necessarily have high combat effectiveness.

Think about it—what use is it if you have greater combat power but can't land a hit on your opponent?

Conversely, the opponent might be slightly inferior to you in combat power, but relying on a Subtle-level movement technique, they could skirmish with you.

In the end, the one who loses would only be yourself.

They'd wear you down to death!

Besides that, Lin Mo noticed that his panel now displayed a Combat Power Amplification Limit.

Limit of 12?

This meant that his current maximum attack should be twelve times his Blood Qi value?

In other words, his maximum Combat Power Value should be able to reach around 2812.56.

That wasn't far from the 3000 threshold for Fourth-grade Combat Power Value.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo couldn't help but curl his lips upward, fighting with even more vigor.

But while he was having a blast, Guo Hong on the side was growing impatient.

"Kid, are you done or not? You've been at it for half a day—are you just messing around?"

"Uh, sorry about that. This Mandala Beast has a lot of strength. Almost done, almost done."

Lin Mo pretended to struggle, speaking as he fought.

"It's fine, no rush. For a first battle, this is pretty good. Be careful in your fight, don't make mistakes. Getting hit by this thing is no joke."

Zhang Junjie, however, offered some reassurance, his eyes never leaving Lin Mo.

On the surface, he, Wang Ling, and Qin Bufan all seemed to be casually watching.

But in truth, they were constantly monitoring Lin Mo.

If Lin Mo made a mistake, they would step in promptly.

Lin Mo had become a certified martial artist at eighteen, and they acknowledged his talent.

But this was the wild, facing real exotic beasts.

Even if it was just a Level One Exotic Beast, they couldn't afford to be careless.

Guo Hong glanced at the others and saw that Qin Bufan and Wang Ling didn't seem anxious.

Though he was impatient, he couldn't say much more, so he just stewed in his own anger.

His gaze toward Lin Mo was filled with disgust and disdain.

Guo Li, however, watched Lin Mo with shifting eyes, but she always wore a veil, so no one could tell what she was thinking at the moment.

"This bastard is really wasting time."

Guo Hong walked over to Guo Li and spat to the side.

"He's not simple."

Out of nowhere, Guo Li murmured softly.

"Huh? Sis, what did you say? He's not simple?"

Guo Hong looked at Guo Li with confusion, pointing at Lin Mo in the distance as he asked quietly.

"Yes, look at his fighting. From his movements, it's indeed his first time in the wild fighting an exotic beast—he's still a bit unfamiliar. But from his strength, every time he controls it just right, never letting himself get hurt.

That level of control isn't something a 160 Blood Qi could manage."

"Take his Military Boxing for example—it's a common skill anyone can learn, but look at how smoothly he executes it; his mastery is definitely at a high level."

Hearing Guo Li's words, Guo Hong furrowed his brow and turned his gaze to Lin Mo.

Upon closer inspection, it really was just as his sister had said.

"This guy's been hiding his strength?"

"I don't know, but if he has, then he's a freak. Be careful and don't offend him."

Guo Li shook her head, because she didn't sense any powerful aura from Lin Mo.

Still, she had a gut feeling—it was best not to cross this person.

"Hmph!" Guo Hong shot a glance at Lin Mo and snorted coldly.

Even though his sister had said that, he still couldn't stand this guy.

After a while, when the system prompt sounded again, Lin Mo finally finished off the Mandala Beast with a single punch.

[Ding, persistent combat triggered a critical hit, activating Hundredfold Return.]

[Ding, Blood Qi Value +25.42.]

[Current Blood Qi Value: 259.8 cal]

[Ding, Movement Technique +1]

"Phew!"

Lin Mo let out a long breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead—which wasn't even there.

He put on a look of great effort.

"Haha, good kid, you actually beat a Grade 1 Exotic Beast to death with just your fists—awesome!"

"Hehe, not bad, little brother Lin Mo."

Zhang Junjie and Wang Ling walked over with smiles, and in the distance, Qin Bufan nodded at Lin Mo.

As for Guo Hong, he naturally kept a cold face with no reaction, while Guo Li gave Lin Mo a slight nod.

"Heh, Brother Zhang and Sister Wang are too kind. I've still got a long way to go—this exotic beast was no pushover."

Lin Mo smiled and replied modestly.

"Pretty impressive. For a first fight, this is strong! Pack up, let's keep moving. We've got a lot of Mandala Flowers to harvest this time."

Zhang Junjie said cheerfully again, and at the same time helped Lin Mo start cleaning up the Mandala Beast's corpse.

As they worked, he explained a few things.

"Really a good guy." Lin Mo thought to himself as he listened.

Throughout the journey, Zhang Junjie indeed seemed like a very warm-hearted person, taking good care of the whole team.

His temper and patience also appeared excellent, as he kept explaining some wilderness basics to Lin Mo.

It was quite beneficial for Lin Mo.

Moreover, from Wang Ling's words, Lin Mo also learned.

Wang Ling and Qin Bufan were long-time regular teammates with Zhang Junjie.

They had gone out together many times to hunt exotic beasts and do gathering missions.

No wonder the three of them seemed to get along so well.

As for the Guo siblings, they were like Lin Mo, joining the team for the first time.

So they seemed a bit out of place.

After tidying up, they searched the nearby area.

This region was exactly where Mandala Beasts gathered, and soon they found the next group.

"Ten of them? Do we take them on?"

Looking at the gathered Mandala Beasts in the distance, Zhang Junjie turned to the others.

Their team had six people. In their estimation, Lin Mo's combat power could only handle one.

That meant the remaining nine had to be split among the other five, with four of them taking on two each.

"I'll take three. You siblings handle two. Okay?"

This time, the usually quiet Qin Bufan spoke first, looking at the Guo siblings.

"We're fine with that." Guo Li replied.

"Wait, I want to take on two..."

At that moment, Lin Mo stepped forward and objected.

These Mandala Beasts were definitely his grindstone for boosting Blood Qi and Movement Technique—he couldn't let them go.

"You're sure?"

Qin Bufan, unusually, did not refuse outright. Instead, he looked deeply at Lin Mo.

"Mhm." Lin Mo nodded.

"Fine. I'll spare one for you. If you can't hold out, shout. Don't push yourself."

"Alright."

"Move!"

This time, Qin Bufan took the lead and issued the order directly.

In an instant, everyone charged together at the ten Mandala Beasts...