I Can Level Up By Staying Idle

In the bedroom.

Lin Mo picked up the black metal helmet on the desk.

This is a virtual reality helmet, he gently wiped the dust on it and put it directly on his head.

"Log in to the Metaverse!" Lin Mo said while holding down the switch on his helmet.

At the same time, a brain wave passes through the cerebral cortex and connects with the virtual helmet.

Om—

His consciousness also began to gradually separate from the real world.

"The level of technology in this world is much higher than on Earth!"

In Bluestar, virtual reality technology is very mature; in the Metaverse, almost 100% simulation can be achieved.

Martial arts need to be tested through actual combat. But in the real world, the risk factor of actual combat is relatively high, and if you are not careful, you will be injured. And the Metaverse just provides a very good platform for actual combat.

However, Lin Mo's current authority can only be used in the "novice village" area of ​​the Metaverse, and the functions that can be used are very limited. There are a few things such as war and learning.

"Enter the novice trial ground!" Lin Mo made a choice in the function options.

The way he thought of obtaining high-tech potions was in this novice proving ground.

The novice proving ground has won ten consecutive victories and will be rewarded with an "A1 level evolution potion". And after that, for each additional game in the winning streak, an additional A1-level evolution potion will be awarded. .seven

"As long as I win 20 consecutive victories in the novice proving ground, won't I be able to get eleven evolution potions?"

If this idea of ​​Lin Mo was heard by others, I am afraid they would be laughed to death.

In the novice proving ground, the more games you win, the stronger your opponents will be.

More than five consecutive victories, it is more difficult!

More than ten consecutive victories, it will be even more difficult!

Lin Mo actually wants 20 consecutive victories, and relies on this to brush potions?

How arrogant is this?

"Hint: It is detected that your current fist strength is 1000 kg, and you belong to the advanced martial arts apprentice."

"Tip: In the novice proving ground, everyone's punching power will be locked at 800kg, and weapons cannot be used."

"Tip: Your current codename in the novice proving ground is 'Black Soil', and your appearance is 'General Street Face'. Are you sure you want to enter the matching process?"

Several prompts popped up in front of Lin Mo.

The novice proving ground mainly tests combat skills. Therefore, no matter how high the boxing power is in reality, after entering the novice proving ground, it will be locked at 800 kg; after all, only in this way can the fairness of the battle be guaranteed.

Lin Mo was very familiar with these rules and clicked "OK" decisively.

"Hint: Matching opponents for you, please be patient!"

"Hint: The match is successful! You are about to enter the battle arena, please prepare for battle!"

Lin Mo also saw the profile panels of both the enemy and the ally.

[Black soil: 18 years old, martial arts apprentice, general appearance. Winning streak: 0. 】

[Killing God: 15 years old, martial arts apprentice, true appearance. Winning streak: 4. 】

Lin Mo was a little surprised.

His opponent is only 15 years old and has won four straight.

"It is estimated that he is a third-year student! I am afraid he is still a student!"

Before the second year of high school, Lin Mo would often enter the novice test field to hone his fighting skills; of course, with his strength, he usually loses more and wins less.

As he entered the third year of high school, Lin Mo's greatest pressure was not in fighting skills, but in boxing. So after the third year of high school, he rarely came to the novice proving ground, and even the virtual helmet released some dust.

Boom! Bang!

Soon, Lin Mo and his opponent "Killing God" both landed on the battle arena.

The two looked at each other on both sides of the ring.

In the novice proving ground, the appearance can be freely set, but the body shape must be highly consistent with reality.

Lin Mo saw that his opponent was obviously a head shorter and very thin.

"Haha! Eighteen years old? You must be a high school dog!" As soon as the opponent saw Lin Mo, he laughed arrogantly, "Finally let me catch a high school dog!"

Lin Mo frowned slightly.

Why does this little kid in junior high school owe so much?

The opponent saw Lin Mo frowning, and became more and more sure of Lin Mo's identity, and his mouth was chattering more and more.

"It really is a high school dog!"

"Haha! You are about to take the college entrance examination, right? You are only a martial arts apprentice, not even a quasi martial artist?"

"How did you get along in the three years of high school? Did you live to be a dog at an age?"

"By the way, how many kilograms do you have in reality? Can you be admitted to a university? Shouldn't you even be able to get into a junior college? That would be too miserable!"

Lin Mo's face darkened: "Fight or not?"

"Fight! Of course I fight! I've been looking for an opportunity to abuse the high school dog!" Killing God was very arrogant, "You are not even a quasi martial artist, you must be a good senior among high school dogs. That kind of thing? Are you ready to be abused?"

Lin Mo was too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party, so he went straight to kill him.

"Haha! Senior three dog, it's just in time! Let you see the power of the killing god!" The killing **** didn't dodge, and went straight to Lin Mo, while spraying on his mouth It's not over, "High school..."

Pop!

Just as Lin Mo and the killing **** were approaching each other.

Lin Mo turned slightly and avoided the opponent's uppercut. Immediately, his palm raised, and a slap slapped the opponent's face, directly interrupting the chattering mouth.

Although he was in the Metaverse, a bright red palm print appeared on his face.

Pop!

Not waiting for the killing **** to come back to his senses, another erratic palm shadow flew over.

There is also a bright red palm print on the other side of the killing god.

"Wait a minute! Pause! What kind of palm are you doing?" The killing **** fought back with several punches, but he couldn't even touch the corner of Lin Mo's clothes, so he kept shouting in a hurry pause.

But Lin Mo didn't have time to pay attention to this little brat, grabbing the gap, it was a knee bump.

The poor God of Killing was hit by this knee and couldn't stand up at all. He curled up like a prawn on the slate floor of the ring.

After a few seconds, the Novice Proving Ground directly determined the outcome of this battle.

Lin Mo stepped on the killing **** with disdain on his face: "Where is the third-year kid? The mouth is so bad, isn't this just asking for smack?"

Lin Mo's combat skills have reached the acme of Tier 2, infinitely close to Tier 3!

In this novice proving ground, as long as he doesn't encounter a formal warrior, Lin Mo can walk sideways!

So, it's not Lin Mo who wants to smoke him, but he himself.

…

At this time.

A city in the north of the Xia Kingdom.

In a luxurious riverside villa, a third-year student took off his virtual helmet with a sad face. It was the "Killing God" who had just been ravaged by Lin Mo.

"Too bullying!" Killing God almost held back his tears.

It was the first time he was abused so badly in the novice proving ground!

Even if you lose, you can still play a few rounds. And this time, he has no resistance at all!

It is a one-sided crushing!

"Senior senior, is it so scary?" Killing God has always been conceited and doesn't think highly of high school students, "I'm just a martial arts apprentice, I'm definitely not that powerful among senior three students, but Still defeated me easily! If it was a high school senior, such as those quasi-martial artists, how strong would they be?"

Slayer opened the diary and silently wrote down the setbacks he suffered today:

"High school seniors are so terrifying!"