I Can Level Up By Staying Idle

"Tell me, how many seconds are you prepared to last?"

Lin Mo looked at his silver-haired opponent, surprised both by his arrogance and by his youth.

[Black Earth: 18 years old, Martial Arts Apprentice, general appearance. Win streak: 29 rounds.]

[Light Wind [1. pinyin is Qingfeng]: 18 years old, Official Martial Artist, true appearance. Win streak: not calculated.]

"Only eighteen?"

One had to know that the youngest opponents in the previous nine rounds were in their twenties. Most were in their thirties or forties.

And his opponent in this battle was actually the same age as him?

This made Lin Mo a little uncomfortable. "Are young people this arrogant now?"

Lin Mo silently observed his opponent.

It was also time to let his opponent understand that young people should be humble and low-key!

…

Outside the live broadcast.

Many people were surprised to see Light Wind's appearance.

"It's him!"

"Zhou Qingfeng!"

"In order to stop Black Earth's win streak, the novice training field actually employed this guy! They're really unscrupulous!"

"Since Zhou Qingfeng is the opponent, there's no suspense in this battle! The only suspense now is how many seconds Black Earth can last under Zhou Qingfeng's hands."

"If Zhou Qingfeng is willing, he should be able to end the battle in a second!"

"However, it's a miracle that Black Earth can obtain 29 consecutive victories!"

Zhou Qingfeng!

The martial arts high schools everywhere might not have any concept of this name because… some geniuses did not go to high school at all, nor did they need to take the martial arts college entrance examination. Instead, they directly entered the special nurturing channels of Xia country.

And Zhou Qingfeng was such a genius.

Even Group Leader Nie Qing of the Beginner Village's management team was surprised. "Little Yuan, you can actually get Zhou Qingfeng?"

Little Yuan smiled proudly. Not everyone could invite such a nurtured genius.

"Although Zhou Qingfeng has just entered the fourth rank, in reality, as long as his opponent's punching force doesn't exceed his by too much… even if he's at the peak of the fourth rank, he's not a match for him!" Little Yuan's eyes lit up. This was not him praising Zhou Qingfeng, but it was true. "In the novice training field, weapons are not allowed. Zhou Qingfeng's strength is greatly limited! But even so, ordinary mid-stage fourth rankers might not be his match!"

"Indeed!" Group Leader Nie Qing did not deny it. "After all, this Zhou Qingfeng is a rare Psychic!"

Psychics…

Are a very unique and rare type of people among martial artists!

Ordinary martial artists cultivated the strength of their fists. As for Psychics, because the strength of their mental strength far exceeded that of ordinary people, in addition to cultivating the strength of their punch, they could also cultivate "Psychic Force"!

Although, from the strength value, "Pyschic Force" might only be one-tenth of "punching force".

For example, Zhou Qingfeng's punching force was 1,800 kilograms, but his pyschic force was only about 200 kilograms.

But…

Imagine if you were fighting with Zhou Qingfeng when a steel needle under his psychic control suddenly flew at you from behind—what would happen?

It was no exaggeration to say that psychics was a bug [2. outlier] among martial artists!

And now, Lin Mo was facing such a broken bug!

Fortunately, no weapons could be used in the novice training field, so Lin Mo did not have to worry about being ambushed by steel needles.

But even so, Zhou Qingfeng's 200 kilograms of pyschic force could still directly stack with his punching force! In other words, in the novice training field, everyone's punching force was locked at 800 kilograms. However, Zhou Qingfeng could rely on the stacking of his pyschic force to have a 1,000-kilogram punching force!

'Broken or not?'

It was also because of this that those who knew Zhou Qingfeng immediately asserted that there was no suspense in this battle when they saw him appear!

Still …

After all, only a very few people knew of Zhou Qingfeng.

Most of the live-stream viewers did not know who he was at all. They had never even heard of a "Psychic"! Therefore, they still thought more highly of Lin Mo.

In their eyes, "Black Earth" had already proven his strength by crushing all his opponents with his strength! As for this "Light Wind", not only did he have no achievements, but he was also showing off as soon as he appeared. It was very difficult to like him!

"Have any of you seen this 'Light Wind' before?"

"No! Which school is he from? He's egoing so hard!"

"Look at his arrogant face! If he was in our high school, he'd get three beatings a day!"

"If you're going to tell me, I don't like his hairstyle! Don't let me run into him on the street, or I'll beat him up every time I see him!"

"How dare he ask how many seconds Black Earth is prepared to last? He should think about whether he can last three seconds himself first!"

"Say the most ruthless things, take the most vicious beatings!"

"I'm front row seats to watching this show-off get beaten up!"

…

In the arena, Lin Mo was not so contemptuous.

There must be something wrong!

From the 21st win streak onwards, every opponent that Lin Mo matched with came from outside the Beginner Village, and every one of them was carefully selected by the novice training field. This meant that this silver-haired young man in front of him was definitely not weak!

Moreover, in the first nine matches today, Lin Mo had already displayed unstoppable strength! Under such circumstances, the fact that Qingfeng still dared to speak so ruthlessly showed that his strength could not be underestimated!

"This must be a big boss! There's a high chance that he's at the fourth rank!" Lin Mo made a judgment. "I've just entered the fourth rank. I might even be slightly inferior to it in terms of combat technique!"

However, Lin Mo did not feel any pressure.

The outcome of a battle not only depended on punching force and combat technique, but also on adaptability and combat intelligence.

In terms of combat intelligence, even those experienced foxes might not be able to compare to Lin Mo!

This was also where Lin Mo's confidence in winning lay.

"If I can avoid fighting, I will! I have to take the initiative as soon as possible!" Lin Mo was like an old fox, his eyes flashing with a cunning light. The highest combat wisdom was—use anything you can!

However… Lin Mo did not know that Qingfeng, who was standing opposite him, was such a bug-like opponent!

"What, haven't you decided how many seconds you can last?" Light Wind said again.

His face was still openly arrogant.

And he did have the right to be arrogant!

After all, in this novice training field, he would not lose to mid-stage fourth rank combat technique at all! How could he take a mere martial arts apprentice seriously?

"A martial arts apprentice is at most a quasi-fourth rank!" Qingfeng thought to himself. "Even if he's really at the fourth rank, so what?"

Would he, Zhou Qingfeng, take a fourth-rank opponent seriously?

"I would definitely end a battle with an opponent like you in three seconds!" Qingfeng smiled. "However, it's your rare opportunity to encounter me. Moreover, someone asked me to take good care of you… so I'll play with you more!"

Qingfeng said arrogantly, "Today, I'll let a grassroot like you understand the difference between you and a true genius!"

Countless viewers in the live broadcast room gritted their teeth.

"Damn! Where did this kid come from? He's asking for a beating!"

"Look at his face. He's born to ask for a whipping!"

"Everyone, don't stop me. Let me match him and kill him!"

"Do you think it's possible that this Qingfeng is really very strong? After all, without a certain amount of strength, how could he dare ego like this?"

"Previous poster, you're being ridiculous! Do you need actual strength to show off? I only need one mouth to show off!"

"If you have the strength, that's showing truth. If you don't, you're showing off!"

"I think Qingfeng might be thinking this—since he's going to lose to Black Earth anyway, why don't he show off before he loses! This way, even if he loses, he can leave a deep impression on the millions of viewers in the live broadcast room and become famous!"

"Previous poster has an immaculate analysis! If I were in his shoes, I would do the same!"

"Fun to show off in the moment, complete torture suffering the beatings after!"

…

Of course, Qingfeng, who was in the arena, did not know that he's been flamed like a dog!

Of course, even if he did, he wouldn't care too much.

So what if he was flamed?

'Wouldn't it be better to hit a troll in the face with your strength?'

As long as he displayed his strength, all the haters would be silent!

"Black Earth! If you're ready, I'm going to attack!" Before Qingfeng attacked, he even gave a warning. It was obvious how confident he was!

"Wait!" Lin Mo smiled meaningfully. "It wasn't easy for us to meet in the novice training field. Why don't we shake hands amicably before the battle?"

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