One Stronger Than the Other!

All three were women.

One was tall and slender, a textbook example of the mature beauty type.

One was petite and adorable, dressed in a full Lolita outfit—a little loli without a doubt.

The last one wore a martial artist's uniform, with a neat, shoulder-length bob cut.

But her skin was so fair it was enviable.

And that face... pretty in a dazed, airheaded sort of way.

"Is this some kind of sweet, naive fool?"

Damn it, this fat bastard—was he picking teammates or holding a beauty pageant?

How did it look like he'd just dragged along three dead weights?

"Hehe, Brother Mo, aren't my three picks great?"

Lin Dabao came trotting over with a wink, looking like he was fishing for praise.

Lin Mo could only roll his eyes.

Bro, this is a field exam, not taking your little sisters out to show off at a nightclub.

Lin Mo's mind was full of complaints.

If this were back in Base City, strutting around with these three beauties would definitely turn heads.

But this was a fight against Mutant Beasts—what good was just looking pretty?

"Lin Mo, hello. I'm Liu Peipei. Nice to meet you." The mature beauty among the female trainees was the first to step forward gracefully, extending her right hand to Lin Mo.

"Oh, hello." Lin Mo shook her hand somewhat reluctantly.

The words of refusal he wanted to say got stuck in his throat.

As the saying goes, you don't hit a smiling face. Since she was being so polite, he couldn't really say much.

"Hehe, I'm Xiao Ya. The way you beat Huo Zihao earlier was really cool. I've been sick of that guy for a long time. You're not bad, you know."

The next second, the little loli bounced over like they were old friends, stood on her tiptoes to pat Lin Mo on the shoulder, and praised him with a giggle.

Her face was full of approval.

Lin Mo was stunned speechless. The little loli's serious, deliberate manner was... pretty ridiculous.

"Chen Jia. You're strong. You're qualified to be my teammate."

Then the woman in the martial arts uniform opened her mouth, and her words left Lin Mo even more speechless.

The way she said it made it sound like she was some big shot.

Aside from Liu Peipei talking normally, what was up with these two women?

While he was puzzled, Lin Dabao sidled up and whispered in his ear, "These three are top-tier goods. I went to a lot of trouble to invite them."

"..."

Hearing that, Lin Mo was speechless again.

Top-tier goods? Sure, they were all top-tier in looks, but... ah, forget it, he couldn't be bothered to argue.

Just then, Huo Zihao walked over with his own team members.

"Liu Peipei, why not join my team? With them, you might not even scrape together enough points."

Completely ignoring Lin Mo and Lin Dabao, Huo Zihao went straight for the poaching.

"Sorry, I already have a team." Liu Peipei was very direct.

At that moment, a man stepped out from behind Huo Zihao. He had dark skin and bleached yellow hair.

It was Huo Zihao's teammate—Liu Dong!

He pointed at Lin Mo and said disdainfully, "Peipei, this kid's got a little something, but relying on him alone isn't enough."

"Bullshit! Who taught you to talk? What do you mean 'relying on Lin Mo alone'? Are we not people?"

Before Lin Mo could say anything, Xiao Ya jumped out, looking pissed off.

And honestly, even though her words were rough, the way she wrinkled her nose in anger made it hard to actually get mad at her.

"Oh, not bad, little girl. You're pretty cute. Want to join our team? Big brother here can take care of you."

Seeing the little loli pop up, Liu Dong's eyes lit up.

"Who needs you to take care of me? Do you even deserve to?"

"Deserve or not, won't we find out if we try? Hehehe."

Staring at the adorable little loli, a hint of slyness flashed in Liu Dong's eyes.

Xiao Ya was just too cute, especially her slightly chubby cheeks—they made you want to reach out and pinch them.

"Liu Dong, that's enough. We already have a team. Do what you want. And don't call me Peipei. We're not that close."

Liu Peipei stepped forward, blocking Xiao Ya behind her, her gaze turning a few degrees colder.

"You..."

Seeing this, Liu Dong frowned and was about to speak, but Huo Zihao stopped him.

"Liu Peipei, we're only looking out for you. If you fail the assessment, there's no way into the Martial Alliance Elite Camp."

"Thanks for the concern." Liu Peipei swept them with a cold glance, then turned to Lin Mo and Lin Dabao. "Shall we set out?"

"Sure! Brother Mo, let's go?" Lin Dabao nodded, directly looking at Lin Mo.

"Then... let's go."

Seeing that the women all seemed to despise this Huo Zihao, Lin Mo actually felt less resistant to teaming up with them.

"Hold it. Did we say you could leave?"

At that moment, Liu Dong took a few steps forward, reaching out to grab Xiao Ya.

"Scram!"

Unexpectedly, before Lin Mo could move, Chen Jia struck directly.

A violent aura burst forth.

With one punch, she sent Liu Dong reeling backward.

"Stomp, stomp, stomp!"

After stumbling back seven or eight steps, Liu Dong barely managed to steady himself.

This scene jolted Lin Mo's heart.

So Chen Jia had some real skill.

The explosive force of that punch was no weaker than Huo Zihao's earlier.

In fact, it was even more fierce.

He hadn't expected this seemingly sweet and innocent petite girl to possess such strength.

"Looking for death!"

Beaten back by a single punch, Liu Dong flew into a rage.

With a loud shout, he charged again.

This time, he actually drew the blade at his waist and attacked Chen Jia.

Seeing this, Chen Jia showed no fear; instead, a glint of excitement sparked in her eyes.

"Woom!"

In an instant, her entire body blazed with orange light.

"Tap!"

With a light push off the ground, her whole body shot forward like a cannonball, arriving before her opponent.

Her petite frame coiled and then lashed out, delivering a kick from an extremely tricky angle.

"Bam~"

The speed was so fast that Liu Dong had no time to react.

Under the dull impact, Liu Dong was struck directly in the side.

His face instantly turned pale.

Before he could even cry out in pain, the second and third kicks came in a flash.

"Bam, bam, bam, bam~"

Seven consecutive kicks, each one landing true.

Liu Dong's entire body was sent flying, twisting in midair.

"Crack, crack~"

Amid his screams, the sound of bones breaking rang out.

Then, Liu Dong crashed heavily to the ground, the pain leaving him unable to get up for a long while.

Seeing this, Lin Mo was stunned.

He hadn't expected this sweet-looking girl to be so strong.

That chain of seven kicks—each one fiercer than the last.

If it were him taking those seven kicks, it wouldn't be easy either.

Moreover, this leg technique martial skill was definitely not Mortal Grade; at the very least, it was Yellow Grade or above.

"You bastard, how dare you strike so viciously!"

Huo Zihao hadn't expected Chen Jia to strike so decisively—one move, and she'd already broken several of Liu Dong's ribs.

With that, Liu Dong was effectively crippled in the short term.

"Tch, we told him to scram, but he wouldn't! Serves him right! And you're wrong—my Jiajia didn't use a poison hand, she used a poison foot!"

Xiao Ya sneered as she jumped out.

"Brat, you're asking for it!"

With his teammate taken down, Huo Zihao naturally had to step up.

But the next moment, he froze in place, cold sweat trickling down his forehead unbidden.

Several golden flying knives hovered in the air before him.

Their tips all pointed straight at his head.

He could feel it—if he so much as moved, those knives would instantly pierce through his skull.

"A Psychic Master!"

He stared in disbelief at the little loli standing in front of Lin Mo.

Who would have thought that this harmless-looking little thing was actually a Psychic Master?

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