The pressure on Lin Mo’s body was increasing and he was being hit more and more, while the strength of Zhao Lao’s hand was extremely ambiguous, not giving you internal injuries but making you grimace in pain.
The most uncomfortable thing for Lin Mo is that the unknown onlookers, after their emotions were mobilized, started clapping their hands and exchanging favours, which was disgusting.
“Young Lin, good job!”
“Young and talented, it seems we really misunderstood young Lin before, if he had thoroughly exerted himself, that black robe would not be a match for young Lin at all.”
“Mmmmmmmmm, indeed, so far Young Lin has already had a few dozen moves with Old Zhao, I think.”
“I think it’s hundreds of moves.”
One by one, they looked solemnly like seasoned critique experts.
Lin Mo withdrew his mind and blocked his hearing, trying his best not to too they engaged in mind-bending conversations, and by now beads of sweat had started to seep out from his forehead, partly from the pain, and partly from the fact that his physical strength was really a little overwhelming.
A few rounds later, he felt a pain in his wrist.
“Young man, slow to react!”
Lin Mo dared to think back over Elder Zhao’s words, and in the next second he suddenly felt a swirl of heaven and earth, and his body was even more completely out of control.
After holding the former’s wrist in a deadly grip, Elder Zhao, like swinging a sledgehammer, threw him in the air in several large circles, and then this strenuously threw him out.
Without the restraint, Lin Mo finally got a chance to catch his breath. When his body was about to smash into the ground, he twisted his body like a cat, adjusted his form and stepped on the ground with both feet, landing steadily.
When he came to a halt, two scratches of more than a foot appeared on the ground in front of him, and the black granite floor covering the surface was naturally in pieces.
Lin Mo propped his hands on his knees and began to pant heavily. When he saw that Old Master Zhao was about to make a move, he hurriedly stood up straight and clasped his hands together with a serious face.
“Thank you, old master be merciful, my junior is convinced to lose.”
Hmph, the bad old man still wants to beat me up, wants to fart and eat! I concede defeat!
Zhao Nan Yue froze in his tracks, he didn’t expect such a scene from Li either.
“Eh old man this is just warming up, you’re giving up here, young man, not lasting ah!”
Lin Mo’s face was embarra*sed, a sparring match is a sparring match, how can you still bring insults to people.
“Since my junior’s strength is far from Elder Zhao’s, I will definitely cultivate more diligently in the future, and then I will accompany Elder to have a good sparring session.”
The words had come to this point, Zhao Nan Yue did not insist any further, and then his face began to turn serious.
“Not bad indeed, the Thirty-Six Stances of Scattered Hands is already perfect.”
“With your qualifications and understanding, it won’t take long for you to break through the threshold of Zong Shi.”
“However, you should not be overly ambitious and complacent in your martial arts training, you need to train harder in the future!”
As the words fell, Lin Mo also put away his playfulness and straightened his body and bones.
“Yes, my junior will remember cautiously and never forget my original intention!”
Although his body was still more than sore now, he also understood the intent of this last paragraph of the old master’s words.
First, the cut was to put Lin Mo’s strength in front of everyone, thus demonstrating his true strength, and the latter paragraph of admonishment was likewise an affirmation of Lin Mo, proving for him.
With the old man’s reputation, he would not be able to win or lose a sparring session with his strength.
But he still did so, simply because he wanted Lin Mo to step on his shoulders and stand taller.
When Lin Mo thought of this, he immediately felt that the soreness in his body had been alleviated.