I Can Level Up By Staying Idle

"Eat!"

Lin Mo stared at the boss for a few seconds before spit out a word.

How can I not eat barbecue?

Even if the boss has no emotional intelligence and speaks badly, barbecue is innocent!

Besides, if you don't eat barbecue, then wouldn't he have no reason to stay here?

"It's all like this, you are still in the mood to eat?" The boss couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "You absolutely love my barbecue! Yes... There is nothing in the world. , a barbecue can't solve it!"

If yes, then twice!

"Sit there and wait! It'll be over soon!" The boss added a few pieces of carbon, increased the firepower, and grilled the skewers quickly.

Lin Mo opened the beer and drank it first.

"Congratulations to the host, the realm has been upgraded to the third order!"

A system prompt sounds.

"Tier 3!" Lin Mo was not surprised.

Before he came, he had already faintly touched the third-order threshold. Now that the students in the sprint class in the gym started to roll, he naturally broke through to Tier 3.

The third-order combat skills are comparable to the king of soldiers on the earth! Against second-order opponents, it has a crushing advantage!

"Come on, roll up!" Lin Mo couldn't help but glanced at the gymnasium. "Tonight, whether I can reach the 'Mid-Level 3' depends on how fierce you are!"

The realm is a rather illusory thing.

Unlike boxing power, there will be a clear value; Lin Mo can clearly see how many kilograms of boxing power has been improved every moment.

How much the realm has improved can only be felt by Lin Mo.

However, although I can't see the specific data, Lin Mo can still feel that his realm is constantly improving. If there is a chance to fight, Lin Mo is sure that the self in ten minutes can completely defeat the self at the moment.

Yes!

Just lying down for ten minutes, Lin Mo's fighting skills can be improved to a higher level.

He lay flat for ten minutes, which may be worth the months of penance for others.

"If the fighting skills can reach the middle stage of Tier 3, then the 20-game winning streak tonight should be stable!"

For those formal warriors who will stay in the novice proving ground, their combat skills are generally only in the third rank. The slightly more powerful official martial artist has long since left the novice proving ground.

So, in the middle stage of Tier 3, it should be enough to sweep the entire novice proving ground!

"The barbecue is ready!" The boss brought a large pot of steaming skewers, and with a slight toss, it landed firmly on the table in front of Lin Mo.

Then the boss simply sat down directly opposite Lin Mo and opened a bottle of wine by himself: "I'll accompany you to drink two sips while there's no business right now."

"Come on!" Lin Mo raised his glass and toasted with the boss.

"You come to me every day to drink, we are friends, don't you know my name?" The boss was bored and continued, "My surname is Wu Mingbin, what is your name? I'll do it, Old Wu! Brother Lin Mo, have you ever thought about it, why should I open a barbecue stall outside the gym?"

Lin Mo was slightly startled.

This is a little weird.

Generally speaking, barbecue stalls are placed in shopping malls and pedestrian streets, and it is rare to see barbecue stalls in front of gymnasiums.

Two days ago, Lin Mo also heard a second fool named "Geng Jingjia" asking there, why is there a barbecue stall in front of the gymnasium?

"Because..." Boss Wu Bin looked into the gym with deep eyes, "Because of this sprint class!"

"Oh?"

It seems that this ordinary barbecue stall owner is also a middle-aged man with a story!

"Although I can't get into a martial arts university or walk the road of martial arts, but... the martial arts dream in my heart has never been extinguished!" Wu Bin continued, with tears in his eyes, " So, I set up a barbecue stall at the gate of the gym, selling barbecue while stealing some lessons!"

Lin Mo raised his head and saw that the boss's face was shining with the brilliance of dreams.

Suddenly, the boss Wu Bin's momentum was lifted, his eyes were like swords, and he looked directly at Lin Mo: "Although you are here, to a certain extent, to pick up girls! But I can feel your martial arts. Heart!"

Lin Mo was stunned.

Are you kidding me?

I'm lying so flat, how can you still feel the heart of my martial arts?

"Brother Lin Mo, as a past person, I just want to tell you... We may not be admitted to the martial arts university, and we may not be able to walk the road of martial arts, but we must never give up the dream of martial arts!" Wu Bin Strictly said, "As long as the dream does not die, the road of martial arts will always be in our hearts!"

Lin Mo stared blankly at the boss.

Layout!

He felt the pattern!

Although the owner of the barbecue stall is very weak, he has a great pattern!

Let me give you some pointers!"

"Pfft!" Lin Mo spit out another sip of wine.

You point me?

"Don't look down on me!" The boss Wu Bin seemed to have known for a long time that Lin Mo would have such a reaction, and he was not angry at all, but said calmly, "Over the years, my fists have Although my strength has not improved much, I am only in the early 1100 kilograms, but my fighting skills have reached the second-order extreme... It's more than enough to point you to this hairy boy!"

Second order extreme?

Lin Mo couldn't help but glance at the boss.

A stall selling barbecue, actually has the second-order extreme fighting skills? Can be considered a master in the folk!

If only a few minutes ago, Lin Mo really wanted to learn a few tricks from the opponent, after all, he was a close opponent. But now, Lin Mo really has no interest at all.

He just broke through to the third-order, and he can fully feel the difference between "third-order" and "second-order extreme"!

If you fight, it will be a one-sided ravage!

This is an absolute gap in realm!

"Don't be afraid." Seeing that Lin Mo had not spoken for a long time, the boss thought that Lin Mo was afraid, so he comforted, "I remember, your fist strength is over 900 kilograms? Don't worry, give pointers I will control my punching power to around 900kg, so I won't bully you."

"Or...let's forget it?" Lin Mo said silently, licking the skewer.

"Forget it? How can you forget it?" The boss shouted angrily and slapped the table, "Don't you even have the courage to fight? If so, what qualifications do you have to talk about martial arts dreams? "

"I..." Lin Mo was speechless.

He didn't say anything about martial arts dreams!

"Stand up!" Seeing that Lin Mo didn't dare to get up, the boss directly threatened, "If you don't stand up again, I will smash your barbecue! My barbecue, people who have no martial arts dream, You are not qualified to eat!"

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