Gao Wu: I, the human martial saint, suppress all races

Lin Mo moved his muscles a little, and rushed forward amidst everyone's surprised looks.

"Xiao Mo, he wants to fight in close combat!"

Seeing this scene, Shen Ling was surprised.

"Don't worry, Xiao Mo's close combat is very strong!"

Bai Jiang smiled and felt relieved.

In pure close combat, in his opinion, no one except Su Yu could be Lin Mo's opponent, not even these soldiers who had participated in some battles.

""Advanced Fighting Technique"!"

Lin Mo whispered, the muscles all over his body, with the movement of Qi and blood, their strength was maximized.

"You can't use Qi and blood, but that doesn't mean I can't use it!"

Lin Mo shouted, and under the bald head's incredible gaze, he punched him away!

Bang!

The sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

A black shadow fell heavily to the ground in front of everyone.

"what?"

There was an uproar.

Everyone stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes.

They couldn't believe it. Baldhead, who had the advantage one moment, was blown away by Lin Mo the next moment.

"Cough cough!"

Withdraw your strength.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Lin Mo's mouth again, and his whole arm was trembling slightly.

That punch just now had reached his current limit.

"Suck it for me!"

Lin Mo secretly activated the "Sutra of Immortality", forcibly breaking through the seal the bald head had on himself, absorbing the blood and energy in the air bit by bit.

The smoke and dust cleared.

Baldhead climbed out with difficulty, but it was extremely miserable.

"Why are you so strong in close combat?"

The bald man stared at Lin Mo and said, this was the most difficult thing for him to understand.

The actual combat experience of those who came to participate in the selection of generals could be said to be negligible, except for the descendants of the Martial Saints who had already started going to the battlefield.

After their energy and blood are exhausted, the most common thing they use is close combat.

But today, Lin Mo completely defeated him with just one punch.

"No reason."

Lin Mo stepped forward slowly, with a red knife quietly appearing in his hand, pointing at the bald head.

"It's just because you are weak!"

this moment.

Everyone in the audience stared blankly, listening to Lin Mo's confident words.

"No reason, just because you are weak!"

It is extremely simple, but it expresses Lin Mo's invincible martial arts heart.

"it is good!"

General Bai couldn't help but admire.

They liked Lin Mo not only because of his outstanding strength, but also because of his invincible martial arts spirit!

A truly strong person must be able to remain unchanged despite the collapse of Mount Tai.

Lin Mo, the same!

Although Shen Ling and the others did not speak, they could not hide the look of amazement on their faces.

They had seen too many warriors, many of them stunningly talented and beautiful, but only in Lin Mo could they clearly feel the high-spirited spirit of a young warrior!

The world focuses on me!

Everyone looked at Lin Mo, horrified.

The sky and the earth were pale, but Lin Mo's light was blooming little by little!

"No reason, just because you are weak!"

Lin Mo's invincible martial arts heart is inspiring!

The bald man's face turned red, and blood kept spilling from the corners of his mouth.

But he understood that they lost today's challenge, and they lost completely.

Lin Mo rose up like a red sun. Although he was seriously injured and covered with scars, he still stood tall and tall in the center of the ring, making everyone give in.

This is the real young god king!

"Lin Mo! Lin Mo! You deserve to die!"

Seeing that everyone was silent and did not even dare to look directly at Lin Mo, Duanmu Lei went crazy and his face was twisted.

He didn't expect that the killing plan he carefully arranged for Lin Mo would achieve his invincible martial arts aspirations!

"Come on! Kill him!"

Duanmu Lei looked at the bald man who stood up slowly, roaring in his heart.

He knew very well that this challenge was the best time to kill Lin Mo. Next time, Lin Mo would be even stronger!

Among the younger generation of the Duanmu family, no one is Lin Mo’s opponent!

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Under the gaze of everyone, the bald man stood up with difficulty and faced Lin Mo.

"We underestimated you."

The bald man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

Losing to Lin Mo, who had not recovered from his injuries and had not returned to his peak condition, was something he never expected.

If Lin Mo fully recovered, wouldn't defeating them be like catching chickens?

Thinking of this, a wry smile appeared on the bald face.

The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Unexpectedly, one day, he will become the wave in front and be beaten to death on the sand pond.

Lin Mo had no expression on his face, holding a red knife in his hand and slowly stepped forward.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath and looked at this scene.

"Xiao Mo won't really kill him!"

There was a trace of worry on Shen Ling's face.

The iron-blooded rules of the front line are that you cannot kill anyone. Once you kill someone, you will be equally guilty.

"No, Xiao Mo does things in a measured way."

General Bai smiled.

He may be worried about others, but for Lin Mo, he is completely relieved now.

He never does anything irrational.

In other words, although he was still a teenager and full of vitality, he saw a calmness in Lin Mo that was not among his peers.

"Cough cough!"

Baldhead covered his chest, feeling a pain all over his body.

"You lost!"

Lin Mo said indifferently, the red knife pointed at the bald head's neck, and as long as he got closer, it would penetrate him directly.

The bald man lowered his head, and the spectators immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"I didn't expect that Lin Mo could defeat four people in this situation?"

"Too strong! How can Lin Mo be so strong!"

"How can we compete with him?"

"Fortunately, the next round of star selection will consist of ten people instead of one. Otherwise, even Su Yu may not be able to defeat Lin Mo!"

Under the ring, everyone looked at Lin Mo with admiration.

Among warriors, the most direct respect is strength.

Today, Lin Mo used his hard power to convince everyone.

Not convinced?

Then you can go to the ring and I guarantee no one will stop you.

"Mexico!"

Jiang Miaohua's tear-stained face finally showed a smile.

They won!

"Brother Bai, Brother Mo wins!"

Jiang Miaohua lowered his head, looked at Jiang Bai and Lan Guan who were unconscious, and wiped his red eyes.

"This boy!"

A proud smile appeared on General Bai's face.

The stronger Lin Mo appears, the happier he is.

"He is injured and must go back for treatment immediately." Shen Lingze said more concerned about Lin Mo's physical condition.

On the stage, the bald man was half-kneeling on the ground, and Lin Mo stood quietly with a red knife in his hand.

The Sutra of Immortality continued to operate, allowing Lin Mo's energy and blood to gradually begin to recover.

But Duanmu Lei's expression turned completely gloomy at this moment.

"Four losers!"

"He didn't even hit the injured Lin Mo!"

But despite this, Duanmu Lei knew very well that today was definitely the best opportunity and he couldn't miss it.

"Just a little bit!"

The bald head roared unwillingly in his heart, lowered his head, and glanced around with his peripheral vision. His three comrades were all unconscious and unable to help him.

"We just have to give it a try!"

Thinking of what Duanmu Lei had promised him, the bald man's eyes filled with fire.

The moment Lin Mo withdrew the red knife, his bald head popped up.

"careful!"