People Cannot Be Judged by Their Appearance!

"Here are your gauntlets and card. Please keep them safe."

The owner's attitude became respectful at that moment.

Taking the gauntlets and card, Lin Mo put them on directly.

"Heh, I didn't expect them to be this light."

Feeling the gauntlets on his hands, Lin Mo was somewhat surprised.

He had thought metal gauntlets forged from special ores would certainly be rather heavy.

But in truth, they were as light as nothing.

They were also highly breathable. After swinging them a few times, he found them extremely nimble, adding no burden whatsoever.

As for their power, there were too many people here, so it was inconvenient for him to test them.

Still, something worth a million naturally could not be bad.

"Holy crap, he really bought them? He has a million at that age? Could he be some Lineage's kid?"

"He's actually a First-grade Martial Artist too? That kid can't be more than eighteen, right? Good heavens, he's a genius."

"Exactly. When I was eighteen, my Blood Qi Value was only seventy-five. I was considered one of the best students at school back then, but compared to him, I'm nothing."

"Enough already. You're at least a Grade 2 Martial Artist now. I'm still squatting at First-grade, and I'm nearly thirty."

"..."

For a time, the surrounding martial artists all began discussing him.

Martial artists had a hundred, even a thousand times greater earning power than ordinary people.

But a million was still not so easy for low-grade martial artists to earn.

Unless one reached Fourth-grade Martial Artist, where earning power would multiply. For martial artists above Fourth-grade, a million was just a sprinkle of water—easy money.

There was another point. Although Obsidian Equipment at the Martial Artist Hall only cost one million, that price was only for martial artists of the Martial Alliance.

If one was not a Martial Alliance martial artist, buying Obsidian Equipment here would not come at that price. It would cost at least three to five times as much.

Thus, this was another benefit of joining the Martial Alliance.

Lin Mo put away the gauntlets and continued browsing.

Now that he had a weapon, he still needed a large outdoor backpack and a portable tent.

Once he went into the wilderness, he might not be able to return every day. There was a high chance he would have to sleep outdoors, so he needed some equipment.

Fortunately, outdoor supplies such as tents and oil lamps were not expensive. A full set only cost a little over ten thousand after the discount.

The backpack, on the other hand, was rather expensive. Even after the discount, it cost fifty thousand.

Lin Mo chose an extra-large outdoor storage backpack. Since it was made from the hide of a Level 5 Exotic Beast Silver Horned Rhinoceros, it was costly.

A Silver Horned Rhinoceros's hide was extremely tough. Even a Level 6 Exotic Beast might not be able to break through its defenses easily.

With this backpack, Lin Mo no longer had to worry about it being damaged and leaving him unable to carry his belongings.

Just like that, five hundred and sixty thousand vanished.

Lin Mo could only sigh at how quickly money slipped through his fingers.

Sure enough, cultivating literature impoverished one, while cultivating martial arts enriched one.

He had not even bought much, yet of the six hundred and sixty thousand he had just received, only one hundred thousand remained.

After looking around, he bought four sets of outdoor combat clothing, spending forty thousand.

The remaining money was only enough for one bottle of premium high-grade Vitality Potion.

After swiping fifty thousand from his card, Lin Mo only had ten thousand left.

Stuffing everything into the backpack, Lin Mo carried it out of the Martial Artist Hall.

"Huh! That kid didn't come to submit his form?"

As Lin Mo passed the counter, Lu Yingying spotted him and grew puzzled.

"If he didn't submit the form, then he naturally failed the certification. It was nonsense for someone his age to come get certified as a martial artist in the first place. Did you really take it seriously?"

Sister Xiaoxiao beside her said with a smile.

"Ah, I really don't know what these people are thinking, wasting two thousand for nothing. Honestly."

"What are you talking about?" A voice sounded at that moment.

"Uncle Wang? What brings you here?"

Seeing the newcomer, Lu Yingying said with a smile.

"Hahaha, I just finished up some work, so I came over for a stroll."

"Manager Wang, you look like you're in a particularly good mood today. Did something good happen?"

Sister Xiaoxiao giggled as she leaned closer, waggling her brows.

"You little rascal. Hahaha, yes, something good did happen."

"What good news? Tell us."

"It's nothing much. I ran into a little genius who became a certified martial artist at eighteen. There, that's the kid."

Wang Xiao laughed heartily and pointed at Lin Mo's departing back.

Lu Yingying followed Wang Xiao's finger and froze completely.

With a swish, she looked up at Wang Xiao, her eyes full of questions. "Th-this is real? He really passed?"

"What do you mean, real or not? I tested him myself. How could it be fake? Hahaha, I never expected Jiangcheng No. 2 High School to produce a genius too."

Watching the two women's shocked expressions, Wang Xiao thought to himself, I haven't even told them that this kid has First-grade Blood Qi but the combat strength of a Third-grade Martial Artist. Otherwise, wouldn't they be scared to death?

Hearing Wang Xiao's words, Lu Yingying blankly looked toward the entrance of the Martial Artist Building.

Lin Mo had long since disappeared from there.

"My god! He really passed the Martial Artist Certification?"

Sister Xiaoxiao beside her was equally stunned, her little mouth wide enough to fit an egg inside.

They had never seen anyone in all of River City complete Martial Artist Certification at eighteen.

That fool of a guy whom she had thought was merely here to go through the motions and gain some experience had actually completed the Martial Artist Certification.

Sure enough, people could not be judged by their appearance!

Lin Mo had no idea how shocked Lu Yingying and the others were after he left.

At that moment, after leaving the Martial Artist Building, he turned straight into an alley.

He looked around. The place was rather secluded, and no one else was passing through.

He took out the Vitality Potion he had just bought and swallowed it in one gulp.

A warm sensation traveled from his throat into his stomach.

Before long, the warmth faded away.

"Hm?"

The system notification he had expected did not sound.

Nor did the Blood Qi within his body undergo any major changes.

"The hell? Could it be that only things earned through bitter cultivation or painstaking accumulation can take effect?"

After waiting a while longer and confirming there was no further reaction, Lin Mo could not help but smile bitterly.

Had he known this, he would not have spent fifty thousand on the Vitality Potion.

What a pain!

In a rather foul mood, Lin Mo cursed under his breath as he walked out of the alley.

The moment he looked up, he saw several faces he hated.

"Well, well, Lin Mo?"

The newcomer was none other than his old enemy, Wang Shouquan.

Today was the day the Martial Arts Training Class students were assigned to their classes. After the assignments, Wang Shouquan had brought his gang of lackeys out to celebrate.

They had chosen a restaurant near the Martial Artist Building.

This place was not far from Jiangcheng No. 2 High School to begin with.

Yet they had happened to run into Lin Mo.

"Move!"

Lin Mo glanced at Wang Shouquan and spoke impatiently.

"You poor loser. At school, the teachers were always protecting you, but you still dare act arrogant now? There are no teachers here."

Seeing Lin Mo's attitude, Wang Shouquan's anger immediately surged to his head.

He had long found Lin Mo unpleasant.

He was just a poor loser, yet the teachers liked him. Even the class's icy goddess, Lin Ya'er, treated him differently.

Why?

Was it not just because he was a little handsome?

He had neither family background nor a decent Blood Qi Value. He might not even get into a Martial University.

Normally, Wang Shouquan could have let it slide. But now he had entered the Martial Arts Training Class, and with his Blood Qi Value already at eighty-eight, getting into an excellent Martial University was as certain as a nail driven into a board.

He did not want to endure it anymore!

Now, even if he made a move against Lin Mo, the school would not say anything.

The test from a few days ago had already determined the outcome.

Lin Mo had no hope of entering a Martial University! He would only fall into the bottom ranks of society.

If he beat up someone like that, the school would not care at all.

"Today, I'll let you know why flowers are so red!"

Wang Shouquan stared at Lin Mo with a savage expression and sneered.

However, in the next second, his smile froze instantly. A fist as large as a bucket rapidly filled his vision...