Although Lin Junhao's boxing speed was far faster than that of a normal blood-boiling warrior, it was still within Lin Mo's acceptable range.
Lin Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he naturally made up his mind not to hide his strength anymore.
After all, I just returned to Lin's family, so I didn't want to get any benefits, so I just laid it on my back.
If you want to get first-class treatment, sooner or later you have to reveal your strength and convince everyone, but you have to control this degree carefully.
Lin Mo made up his mind, secretly put some effort back, and with a sudden sound, he stretched out his hand and slapped it away like a seal.
Although he didn't use any moves, his speed was extremely fast. His five fingers were as if they were made of steel, they were red and even slightly black.
Bang!
The two fists met and there was a muffled sound.
Lin Mo only felt a fierce and violent force coming from his fist, like a drill, which even made his palms slightly numb.
‘This is Yi Jin?’
He looked with some surprise at Lin Junhao, who retreated and landed a few meters away.
If his guess is correct, this cheap relative of his is probably at the peak of the Boiling Blood Realm, and has even condensed his will power. He can only break through to the Destiny Realm when all his energy and blood are finally ignited.
In other words, it can be said to be the peak of blood boiling, half a step to the end!
Considering his age in his early twenties, he is indeed a genius.
The gloomy look on Lin Junhao's face at this time also dissipated a lot, and turned into a look of solemnity.
The fists hanging on both sides were slightly numb, and the blow just now was like hammering on a rock.
No matter how much effort you put into it, it still disappears like a mud cow entering the sea.
He also knew that the strength of the cousin in front of him was indeed extraordinary. Even if it was not as exaggerated as the rumors, it was still far beyond some of the geniuses he had heard about in daily life.
You must know that although he is said to be in the Boiling Blood Realm, after actually condensing the Rock Power, he is already half a life-stricken person, which is a full realm and a half away from Lin Mo.
Normally speaking, the gap between the two is not an exaggeration to say that they are killed at will. After all, willpower and strength are two completely different things, just like steel and cotton, but...
"Pan Shi Jin is the strength of our Lin family's real skill. There are two attributes of Yi Jin, penetrating and bursting. The most powerful is incomparable.
I didn't try my best just now, so you have to be careful next time."
Lin Junhao said in a low voice, his expression extremely solemn.
The next moment, the muscles all over his body were bulging, the energy and blood boiling all over his body, the temperature in the air rose, and it became faintly hot. The purple shorts that were originally close to his body were cracked, and a layer of gray appeared on his entire face.
The whole person seemed to have turned into a stone statue. With a heavy step under his feet, the bluestone floor cracked instantly and he rushed toward the end of the forest.
Compared with before, the speed was more than one degree faster. He appeared in front of Lin Mo in an instant and began to violently bombard him.
Lin Mo, however, remained motionless, standing there with his arms folded.
As if scared.
'This is?'
Lin Junhao was stunned for a while and didn't understand what was going on. When he hit the first blow, he subconsciously withdrew six or seven points of force.
A fist as big as a sandbag hit Lin Mo's shoulder, and a violent rock force erupted, so powerful that the air was squeezed out, making a whimpering sound.
But what is surprising is that when the fists and flesh met, there was no burst or blast. The huge and hard muscles still stood there like a rock. There was only a muffled sound to prove that it was indeed hit.
"You! Who are you looking down on?!"
Lin Junhao was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
He seemed to understand Lin Mo's intention. He was clearly looking down on him. The meaning was very obvious. Even if he stood still and let him hit him, there was nothing he could do!
'I gave you a chance, but you didn't use it!'
Lin Mo's words just now suddenly echoed in his mind like a curse, and coupled with his expressionless face at this moment, it was as if no one looked down on him.
He remembered that he had subconsciously held back his hand just now, but now he had made a big face!
In an instant, he was even more ashamed and angry. The strength of his whole body was running without any scruples. Qi and blood were rushing through his blood vessels like a flood. The strength of the rock was condensed on his hands with all his strength.
"Stone Buddha's intention!"
puff!
With a soft sound, the original anger on his face disappeared in an instant, and turned into a look of compassion. His originally bulging body suddenly shrank, and his skin turned completely stone gray, truly like a Buddha statue.
Bang!
Lin Junhao suddenly disappeared, leaving only a deep depression in place.
Head, shoulder blades, ribs, heart,...
It was seen surrounding Lin Mo, launching lightning-like bombardments again and again, so fast that everyone present could not see the speed of its attacks.
In an instant, with the end of the forest as the center, deep pits appeared in the surrounding fields as if they had been plowed by oxen.
The impact caused by the terrifying collision directly stirred up the nearby gravel and dust, eventually turning into layers of ripples.
The area of five to six meters centered on the two people was like a strong wind passing through, with dust flying and gravel flying.
Nothing could be seen, only the sound of fists hitting flesh could be heard.
"Have you fought enough? If so, let's stop here."
At this moment, Lin Mo's peaceful voice came from the gray fog.
Bang!
Suddenly a thunderous heartbeat sounded on the field.
Suddenly there was a strong wind.
Boom!
A bang!
Slowly, the continuous sound of fighting disappeared, the wind picked up, and the dust and mist dissipated.
Lin Mo looked a little embarrassed in the field, with a lot of dust on his body.
At this time, Lin Junhao was kneeling on one knee, with his hands crossed above his head, fixed like a bracket. The position of his whole body was a deep depression.
Above his head is a giant hand like a white jade pillar holding up the sky.
Lin Mo just stood in front of Lin Junhao, with his left hand behind his back, his body slightly leaning forward, his right hand on his arms, and there was no trace of sadness or joy on his face.
The people present looked at the two people in shock, but there was no sound.
It seems that Lin Junhao, who is known as the strongest among the younger generation of the Lin family, would end up like this.
Standing still and letting him do whatever he wants means that his body is so strong that he can ignore the attacks of everyone in the field; and as soon as he finished speaking, a fatal blow means that if Lin Mo is willing, his speed can be fast enough to catch anyone, and
Being caught by it means directly losing combat effectiveness.
This is an all-round crushing.
And if what hangs on Lin Junhao's head is not a palm, but a fist...
No one dared to imagine it.
Looking at the incomprehensible faces in the audience, Lin Mo was slightly startled. It seemed that he had gone too far in asserting his authority?
His face suddenly turned pale, he took a step back, pressed his abdomen lightly with his left hand, and looked at Lin Junhao, who was still kneeling in front of him, with complicated eyes.
"My cousin's punching power is indeed extremely violent. I'm afraid my peers may not be able to withstand three kicks and two punches."
Lin Junhao didn't speak, and looked at Lin Mo with the same complicated eyes, his hands still raised high.
It wasn't that he didn't want to let go, but the force of the slap made his arm stiff.
At that moment, a huge force like a collapse of the sky came over. It was obviously just energy, but it violently dispersed his violent rock force, causing his energy and blood to flow backwards, directly diverting his breath.
And there was a series of bombardments just now.
He looked at Lin Mo's body, which had no damage at all except for the dust, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
With copper skin and iron bones, can hard skills really be practiced to this extent?
Skin, flesh, muscles, and bones are all like copper, iron, and rock. No matter how hard you hit it, it will have no effect at all.
However, he is also extremely flexible, and his huge strength is so terrifying that he can crush him in one fell swoop when he uses his secret skills.
What a monster?!
He suddenly didn't understand the meaning of practicing Sanjiu in the winter and Sanfu in the summer, and suffering countless hardships over the years.