Promotion, Shocking Everyone! (Seeking Collection, Seeking Rewards)

"A Thousandfold Return?"

Lin Mo was overjoyed at the prompt.

All along the way, the return multiplier had been between ten and a hundred times.

This was the first time he'd gotten a thousandfold.

[Ding, Blood Qi Value +235 cal]

[Current Blood Qi Value: 594 cal]

[Ding, Movement Technique +3]

[Congratulations, host. Movement Technique has advanced. Current Movement Technique level: Beginner.]

[Host's current attributes are as follows]

[Host: Lin Mo]

[Grade: Third-grade Martial Artist]

[Blood Qi: 594 cal]

[Combat Power Amplification Limit: 12]

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

[Movement Technique: Beginner (1/100)]

"Whoa! A leap forward!"

Looking at the current panel, Lin Mo was thrilled.

Four waves of combat had pushed his Blood Qi straight past the 500-cal threshold for a Third-grade Martial Artist.

On top of that, his Movement Technique had also entered the second stage—Beginner.

Crossing into this realm greatly increased his survival ability.

With this Movement Technique, Lin Mo believed he could barely hold his own even against powerful Mutant Beasts.

"Right now, if I use Military Boxing, I can get a 5x amplification, putting my combat power around 2970—close to a Fourth-grade Martial Artist's level.

If I use the Mystery-grade Hegemon Fist, with a 12x amplification, my combat power can reach 7128, not far from Fifth-grade."

Lin Mo calculated in his mind.

How long had it been since the system activated? And he'd already reached this level of strength.

Astounding.

Truly, with a system, one could reach the peak of life.

But amid the joy, he also began to plan again.

He had Blood Qi and combat power now, and he could hone his practical skills in the wild.

However, reaching Fourth-grade Martial Artist meant starting Skin Refining, Bone Refining, and Tendon Refining.

This was one of the key reasons why martial artists above Fourth-grade far surpassed those below.

To refine skin, bones, and tendons, one needed the proper methods—it wasn't something he could just practice on his own.

If something went wrong, at best his cultivation would regress; at worst, he'd be crippled.

And this step was something anyone who wanted to become strong had to go through.

Those rogue cultivators were weaker than orthodox martial artists precisely because they lacked good methods in this area.

"I hope the Military Martial University and that Martial Alliance Special Training Camp can provide good cultivation methods."

This was also why Lin Mo hadn't refused Wang Xiao.

Only in top-tier martial universities and the Martial Alliance's special training camps could one obtain martial skills and cultivation methods of higher grades than those available outside.

If not for that, he could have just trained in the wild on his own.

With his system, surpassing other martial artists was only a matter of time.

But without going through the stages of Skin Refining, Bone Refining, and Tendon Refining, his strength would be stuck below Sixth-grade, forever unable to reach Seventh-grade.

If it were anyone else, making it to Sixth-grade would already make them a big shot anywhere.

After all, a Sixth-grade's strength was far more formidable than even a City Lord's.

But since he had a system, Sixth-grade was certainly not his limit!

"Watch out!"

Wang Ling's voice rang out, and Zhang Junjie and the others readied themselves to strike.

At that moment, because Lin Mo was lost in thought, the four Mandala Beasts took the chance to charge at him.

"Ah!"

Lin Mo was startled, and the force in his hands unconsciously increased.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang~"

Four consecutive punches, and the four Mandala Beasts collapsed instantly, their life force extinguished, each with a fist-sized hole in its head.

"What the—?"

"No way!"

"Damn!"

"Fuck!"

"Heavens!"

The other five members of the team cried out in shock, frozen in place, their faces a picture of disbelief.

"This... they're dead just like that?" Wang Ling exclaimed in disbelief.

Who would have thought that Lin Mo, who had clearly been in danger due to a lapse in focus, would turn things around in an instant?

Instantly killing four Mandala Beasts?

Even Qin Bufan, the strongest in the team, would find it hard to pull off such a feat.

The scene fell into an awkward silence.

Everyone was quiet, including Lin Mo, who didn't know what to say.

"Kid, you've been hiding your strength?"

After a long moment, it was Wang Ling who broke the silence again.

"Heh heh." Lin Mo scratched his head and let out an awkward laugh.

"I knew your progress was way too fast, hahaha. Lin Mo, you've really surprised us."

At that, Zhang Junjie chimed in with a chuckle.

He wasn't angry about Lin Mo's secrecy; in fact, he was somewhat relieved.

At least the kid wasn't a reckless fool.

He knew to hold back when teaming up with strangers in the wild.

Better that than those who flaunt their talent and show off, only to die without knowing how.

"Sorry, Brother Zhang. But my actual combat experience really isn't great. It's thanks to all of you that I even got this chance."

Lin Mo said gratefully.

Along the way, these teammates had watched his back and never complained about him slowing them down.

They'd also taught him wilderness survival tips the whole time.

For all that alone, Lin Mo was deeply thankful.

After all, they'd only just met, and for them to be this considerate was no small thing.

Even Guo Hong, who had always been cold and harsh with him, was just a loudmouth who grumbled.

Every time, he'd still wait with the team for Lin Mo to finish his training.

From that perspective, Guo Hong was just eccentric and foul-mouthed, not malicious.

"Kid, tell me the truth—how much blood energy do you have now?"

Zhang Junjie laughed and cursed as he asked.

"Almost... 300 calories."

Lin Mo thought it over and decided to lie.

Of course, it was a white lie.

If he said he had 594 calories of blood energy, wouldn't it scare them to death?

"Tsk tsk, Old Qin, looks like our team's strongest member is about to be replaced by little brother Lin Mo!"

Wang Ling said, glancing at Qin Bufan and teasing him.

Qin Bufan unexpectedly twitched the corner of his mouth, which counted as a smile.

This sight even silenced Guo Hong, who usually loved to mock Lin Mo.

"Alright, let's pick up the pace. Time's running short. Since Lin Mo's this strong, we can harvest quickly. Next time, you can handle five on your own, right?"

"No problem!"

"Good. Let's move, guys. Over there's a group of twenty to thirty Mandala Beasts. Once we clear that batch, today's mission will be done."

"Alright!"

The group responded cheerfully and charged toward the target.

This time, Lin Mo rushed ahead first. Since he'd already been exposed, there was no need to hide too much.

Besides, his Movement Technique had reached the Beginner level, so he had fewer concerns.

As soon as he engaged, he drew the attention of all the Mandala Beasts.

A full twenty-five Mandala Beasts—though all were only first-rank, so many massive creatures gathered together still sent a chill down one's spine.

Zhang Junjie and the others did not hesitate, charging forward into battle.

Wang Ling, having the lowest Blood Qi Value, took on three beasts herself.

Qin Bufan, Zhang Junjie, and the Guo Siblings, all with Blood Qi Values reaching 200, each took on four.

The moment the fight began, everyone was stunned.

Lin Mo, no longer "hiding his strength," was like a war god.

He single-handedly held off six Mandala Beasts without any sign of strain.

He moved with ease, as if stepping into an empty land.

In a single exchange, he directly took down two Mandala Beasts.

"So this is his true strength?"

Everyone marveled.