When the two of them arrived at the martial arts training hall, many children of the Lin family had gathered here.
Lin Mu ignored the others and walked directly to the hall, where there were many martial arts puppets.
The martial arts training puppet is made of iron wood, contains special formations, and is inlaid with spiritual stones. It has strong combat effectiveness and is very suitable for training martial arts.
Everything has advantages and disadvantages, and the same goes for martial arts puppets. Although they are powerful, they must consume spiritual stones, and the activation cost is too high, so they are not open at all.
Now that there is an opportunity, Lin Mu will naturally not miss it.
After selecting a humanoid puppet, Lin Mu immediately started practicing boxing, not wanting to waste any time.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The humanoid puppet has very strong defense and is very good at basic dodges. Lin Mu practiced it very smoothly and felt that this trip was not in vain.
"Lin Mu, aren't you still practicing the "Vajra Subduing the Tiger Fist"?" Lin Yun couldn't help but worry after seeing Lin Mu's boxing movements.
"This is exactly the reason why I came to the martial arts training hall." Lin Mu did not deny it.
The boxing technique he practiced just now was "Vajra Subduing the Tiger Fist".
"I think you should stop practicing and waste your time." Lin Yun sighed, "You don't know that many people in the government are talking about this matter in the past few days, saying that you have been played by Manager Feng and Lin Feilong. Many people
, many people also say that you... say that you are..."
"idiot."
Before Lin Yun could say anything, a mocking voice came from the side.
The two of them turned around and saw that the person speaking was a beautiful girl in yellow.
"Lin Mei'er." Lin Yun looked shocked, with a hint of awe in his eyes.
The person who came was actually the Lin Mansion’s second genius, Lin Meier.
"People who practice martial arts should stick to what they think is right. Why should they care what others say?"
Lin Mu's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly.
"Persistence does not mean stubbornness. Practicing a useless martial skill as stubbornly as you will not only waste time, but also leave troubles for future practice." Lin Mu's attitude made the superior Lin Meier suddenly frown.
Frowning, his tone became cold.
The appearance of Lin Meier quickly attracted countless eyes.
"Huh? Who is Lin Meier talking to?"
"It seems to be Lin Mu. I haven't seen this trash for several days. I don't know what he is doing."
"Haha, you are really ignorant. You don't know that I got a peerless martial arts skill a few days ago. Now I am practicing hard. Maybe it won't be long before I turn around and become a super master."
"What peerless martial arts?"
"What else could it be? Of course it is the one with the most famous reputation in my Lin family."
"You're not talking about King Kong Fuhu Fist, are you? Don't be ridiculous. Many warriors have studied this martial arts book. It is completely useless. It can be called a useless book in a useless book. I feel dirty even if I use it to wipe my butt."
"You think so, but Lin Mu doesn't think so. Look, he came to the martial arts hall today and didn't forget to practice this boxing. What a role model."
"A role model? A role model for idiots..."
Hearing the discussion around him, Lin Yun became angry: "It's too much to bully others, Lin Mu, I'll tell them to shut up."
"How can you care so much about other people's mouths?"
Lin Mu was unmoved, looked at Lin Meier, and said without saltiness, "If your purpose is to attract others' attention and make them laugh at me, then congratulations, your purpose has been achieved."
"You..." Lin Meier's face turned red with anger, and she wanted to explain that she was trying to persuade her with good intentions and had no ill intentions, but she had an arrogant personality and always looked down on Lin Mu, so her words changed as she said, "You haven't improved your skills.
How dare you talk to me like this, you are getting more and more courageous?"
"Some people are so cowardly that they don't even look at how much they weigh, yet they still have the nerve to talk back to cousin Meier." As soon as Lin Meier finished speaking, a group of people suddenly came over.
The leader of the crowd was none other than Lin Feilong, and it was he who spoke.
Lin Mu didn't even look at him and said with a smile: "Lin Yun, do you know what a real dog is?"
"I don't know." Lin Yun was timid and shook his head quickly.
"You can't change eating shit." After saying this, Lin Mu glanced at Lin Feilong, "For example, this guy just knelt down for me last time, and not long after, he couldn't wait to come forward again."
"Pfft."
Hearing this, Lin Meier couldn't help laughing, and many people around her also snickered.
"Lin Mu, you are looking for death!" Lin Feilong became furious with Lin Mu's old scar being exposed, and murderous intent shot out in his eyes.
"roll!"
Lin Mu was quite polite to Lin Meier because the two had no real hatred, but he didn't have so many scruples about Lin Feilong. The hatred between the two could be said to be irresolvable.
"Hahahaha, you loser, do you really think you can control me? Let me tell you, just yesterday, my cultivation level broke through again and I became a sixth-level warrior."
Lin Feilong roared ferociously, "Today, I will let you know the consequences of offending me. I swear, I will make you miserable!"
"one move."
Compared with Lin Feilong's frenzied behavior, Lin Mu was calm and concise.
"What move?"
Lin Feilong was stunned.
"To deal with someone like you, I only need one move." Lin Mu said coldly, his eyes blank.
"Zombie." Lin Feilong completely lost his mind, "You are right, I will kill you with just one move."
As he spoke, his right hand turned red, and a hot and compelling breath spread around him.
"This is the Thunderbolt Fire Dragon Palm, a top-grade martial art. When used, the palm of the hand will be as hot as burning coals. Once hit by it, you will be seriously injured or burned to death." Everyone nearby couldn't help but fall back, and some people exclaimed.
"Well, Lin Feilong is quite good at this palm technique. It's not in vain that he has practiced it for so many years." An indifferent voice suddenly sounded.
The voice was not loud, but among the noisy crowd, it seemed very clear.
"It's Lin Feishu, he's here too."
Countless people turned their attention to a young man not far away who was standing in the wind.
Lin Feishu, Lin Feilong’s biological brother.
More importantly, Lin Feishu is an eighth-level martial arts disciple. He may be worse than Lin Meier, but he can still be ranked in the top five among the younger generation of the Lin family.
"Brother Feishu, how many moves do you think Lin Feilong can win?" Someone couldn't help but ask.
"Maybe it's hard to hold one move, but within three moves it's definitely fine."
Lin Feishu commented calmly that in his opinion, Lin Mu's cultivation level was only at the fourth level of martial arts disciple. If he had not considered the rumor that Lin Mu was born with supernatural power, he would have just said a move.
Others nodded after hearing this, agreeing with this statement.
But no one knows that Lin Mu's true cultivation level is the sixth level of martial arts. The reason why he appears to be the fourth level is because he used the "breath gathering method".
"Get down here!"
At this time, Lin Feilong was also fully brewing, and his momentum suddenly exploded. His right palm shot out like a fire dragon, and the hot breath made the surrounding plants wither and turn yellow.
Facing this palm, Lin Mu did not dodge or avoid it.
Under the pressure of this palm technique, the spiritual power in his body was fully mobilized.
Even because of his hatred for Lin Feilong, his energy and energy surged to peak condition in an instant without saving.
Buzz!
The next moment, Lin Mu formed the Vajra Fist Seal on his hand and punched out.
The momentum is like an ox, using force to defeat skill!
In the eyes of outsiders, Lin Mu's boxing techniques lacked any skill and even seemed clumsy.
But what is heart-stopping is that Lin Mu's majestic momentum is like a fierce bull, trying to break through all obstacles.
boom!
Finally, the fists and palms collided together.
Almost before anyone could react, Lin Feilong flew backwards like a sandbag.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Lin Feilong fell to the ground and rolled several times until he was ** meters away.
"Wow!" Lin Feilong's body twitched, and after a while he spit out a mouthful of blood. He didn't even have the strength to stand up.
Wow!
There was an uproar all around, and the atmosphere suddenly boiled.
"one move?"
"Lin Mu, he actually defeated Lin Feilong with just one move."
"What's going on? Isn't Lin Feilong a sixth-level warrior?"
"It's boxing. Lin Mu's boxing is so violent, but I've never seen it before. Do you know it?"
"I don't know him either, but these days, Lin Mu has only practiced one boxing technique, which is the 'Vajra Subduing the Tiger Fist'."
"Oh my god, has he really mastered this rubbish boxing technique? If that's true, we can't call him a rubbish anymore in the future. At least he has good talent in martial arts."
"The power of this boxing technique is so powerful. It seems that I will study it if I have the opportunity in the future..."
Lin Meier's eyes were also changing.
"Is that really the Vajra Subduing the Tiger Fist? So many warriors have failed to master this incomplete martial art, but he actually mastered it?"
"Idiot? Could it be that those of us who mocked him are the real idiots?"
Lin Meier's mood was complicated. This "trash" that had never been in her heart before brought a big shock to her for the first time.
Lin Feishu's face became even more ugly.
Slap in the face!
Half a minute ago, he said that Lin Feilong could kill Lin Mu within three moves, but now, Lin Mu made Lin Feilong fall down with one move.
This was a naked slap in the face. Lin Feishu felt that his face was so hot.
"Lin Mu!"
Unable to help himself, Lin Feishu shouted loudly.
Lin Mu closed his eyes and did not respond.
At this moment, Lin Mu was sensing the changes in power within his body.
After blasting Lin Feilong away, his mind felt at ease, and all the energy and blood in his body was completely penetrated at that moment.
The Vajra Fuhu Fist also broke through and officially entered the realm of the power of an ox!
"Anger and fighting can both stimulate people's potential. When the two are combined, it is like a flood, unstoppable." Lin Mu thought thoughtfully.
Seeing this, Lin Feishu raised his eyebrows and sneered: "What, are you afraid? You have the guts to show off your power to Lin Feilong, but you don't even have the courage to look at me?"
"One move! If you defeat Lin Feilong with one move, then I will also use one move against you. Lin Mu, do you dare to take one move from me? Do you dare?"
After talking about it, Lin Feishu's momentum became more and more intense, like a general reprimanding his soldiers.
"Perhaps Lin Mu is talented in martial arts, but his cultivation level is too low. It would be too bullying for Lin Fei, a dignified eighth-level martial artist, to attack someone who is four levels lower." Lin Meier frowned.
Frowning slightly, he was already hesitating whether to speak up to stop this.
Right now.
A pair of eyes opened.
It's Lin Mu!
If Lin Feishu's aura was like that of a general, who regarded Lin Mu as a soldier, then Lin Mu's gaze was like that of an ordinary man, ignoring everything.
When an ordinary man is angry, blood will be splashed in five steps, and within ten steps, the enemy will be wiped out!
Regardless of whether you are a general or not, even if you are an emperor, if you dare to anger me, you will pay the price with your blood.
"Does it feel good to be slapped in the face?" A faint sentence came out of Lin Mu's mouth.