Chapter three hundred and seventy-ninth: the wind of martial arts
"Stay, this is a private area and no access is allowed."
Just when Lin Mo was about to leave to cover his spiritual power, a short-haired man wearing mail and carrying a bronze sword at his waist led a team of members and stopped in front of Lin Mo.
"Xiaohai, I haven't seen you for two months, your strength has improved a lot." Lin Mo said looking at the patrol leader in front of him.
Zhao Hai is one of the commercial street security guards who has been helping to maintain order at Yu Zhen Xuan since its opening.
When the Demon Sealing Trial began, in order to take care of the security guards who had been maintaining order in Yuzhenxuan, Lin Mo distributed a Spirit Gathering Pill to each person.
With this Spirit Gathering Pill, Zhao Hai and two other security guards successfully met the requirements at the last moment of the second trial and obtained the qualification of Demon Sealing Master.
In order to thank Lin Mo for taking care of him, the three of them joined Yuzhenxuan and became the first batch of internal staff of Yuzhenxuan.
The remaining ten security guards who were not qualified also joined the Yuzhenxuan logistics staff under Lin Mo's arrangement.
It can be said that apart from not having obtained the qualification of Demon Sealing Master, these security guards who originally maintained the order of Yuzhenxuan are richer than the Demon Sealing Masters in some ordinary demon hunting groups outside.
"Brother Lin, there are so many people passing by every day that I don't even recognize your shoes."
Hearing this familiar voice, Liu Hai quickly looked down and saw those timeless black leather boots, and suddenly realized.
"..."
Lin Mo's face was stiff, and his eyes subconsciously turned to his stretched out right foot. Light black boots embroidered with animal patterns appeared in his field of vision.
He got this pair of middle-grade magic weapons in the cave in Ceqing Mountains. Not only that, the Floating Cloud Robe he always wore was also obtained from the first regional mission.
It can be said that except for the offensive magic weapon in his hand, the defensive magic weapon on his body has not been replaced for a year.
"No wonder Shan Qing recognized me at a glance without seeing through the aura I concealed."
Lin Mo secretly thought in his heart that as a spiritual demon-sealing master, as his realm and combat experience gradually improved, Lin Mo became more accustomed to suppressing enemies within the attack range he was good at.
It was also because of this that Lin Mo seemed to be a little neglectful of the defensive weapons on his body. In many battles, the enemy's attacks easily broke through the protection of the Floating Cloud Robe.
After parting ways with Liu Hai, Lin Mo gradually came up with the idea of replacing his defensive weapon.
After passing through the two outer guards, Lin Mo returned to the villa. As soon as he entered the door, a fierce roar broke through the forest and reached Lin Mo's ears.
"The three powerful sheep of the angry waves, the horns of the sheep gathered evil energy, and hit him hard!"
In the garden of the villa, Uncle Ge stared at the screen in front of him, roaring with splitting eyes, raising his arms high, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Behind Ge Qing, Lin's father, Lin's mother, and Sixth Aunt, who were usually quiet, seemed extremely excited at this time.
In the center of the garden, a place originally used for dinner parties now houses a huge LCD TV.
On the screen, I saw a blue goat holding its horns. The surging demonic energy gathered at the tip of the horn and stabbed the hard armor of a carapace snail, knocking it away.
"Well done, this guy Shan Yue still didn't embarrass our Yuzhenxuan Club."
Seeing the hard-hit shell snail on the screen, Ge Qing raised his arms, grabbed the wine glass next to him and poured it into his mouth.
After becoming Demon Sealing Masters, due to talent and qualification issues, although Ge Qing, Lin Mu and others have been consuming a lot of resources, their strength has only reached about the level of the Four True Masters.
Even in the wild, I only went out once with the company of Zhang Yu.
Therefore, regarding the recently popular Demon Soul Competition, not only Ge Qing, but also a gentle and gentle Lin Father and Mother Lin fell in love with this project the moment they came into contact with it.
"Ahem...Uncle Ge, you are really getting stronger with age."
Looking at Ge Qing, whose neck was flushed, Lin Mo said jokingly, before the spiritual power was traced back, Uncle Ge was an out-and-out guard of the martial arts ball.
Whenever there was a match for the martial arts team, Uncle Ge would fry a plate of peanuts and sit in front of the TV to cheer for the team.
Even in order to resist the quarrel between Sixth Aunt and Ge Qing, Uncle Ge would call Lin Mo to his home every time, saying that Lin Mo wanted to see it.
It is a pity that Wu Guo’s martial arts team has undergone a devastating transformation since the millennium. With the rapid development of economic conditions, Wu Guo’s martial arts team has shown outstanding performance in line with Wu Guo’s economy.
At the beginning of the millennium, the top martial arts team in Asia, as the older generation of athletes retired, lived up to expectations and became a symbol of peace and friendship in the martial arts country.
No matter which event Wu Guo beats other countries, the Wushu team will show their magnanimous side, go there tirelessly, and apologize to them with an outstanding record.
Many times, in order to take care of them, the martial arts team allocates funds to allow other countries to perform with them, and then hello, me, everyone, and everyone is in harmony.
Faced with such an "proud" record, Uncle Ge, as a die-hard football fan, is so moved that he slams the table with his palm every time he sees it.
Then there was a burst of elegant and easy-going comments, and he turned off the TV and vowed never to touch this kind of head-turning thing again.
However, next time there is a national martial arts match, Uncle Ge will still sit firmly on the sofa, pick up a peanut, put it in his mouth, and say, "It smells so good."
I spent ninety minutes in an elegant and easy-going manner, just to hear the sentence "We don't have much time left."
Every time Lin Mo watched it with Uncle Ge, he secretly wondered whether Uncle Ge's behavior was good or bad.
On the one hand, Uncle Ge was very angry because of the poor performance of the team, but on the other hand, Uncle Ge provided a steady stream of support to the team so that the team could remain like this.
Now that the team has financial resources and staunch fans like Uncle Ge, the results will be just right for the money, so the results won't matter.
In order to express his support for the team, Uncle Ge will persist unswervingly and fall into a confusing cycle.
In Lin Mo's view, if all staunch fans like Uncle Ge temporarily give up their support and limit the team's income, the team will be forced to make changes, even though no one can predict what such changes will bring.
But as the saying goes, if you don't break, you won't stand. If you break, you will stand. If you are not afraid of sinking, you are afraid of losing your chance.
But now, with the changes in the spiritual power era, traditional competitive events have gradually disappeared from people's sight, replaced by more and more dynamic demon soul competitions.
After all, with the increase in people's physical fitness, the half-court trapeze originally performed on TV series has become commonplace now, and the meaningless competition has also disappeared.
"Xiao Mo, you're back! Come on, I said there was something missing when watching the game. I noticed it immediately when you came back."
Before Lin Mo could speak, Ge Qing grabbed Lin Mo's wrist and brought him to the screen, shouting loudly.