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Early morning.

The blazing sun was already blinding.

The first thing Lin Mo did when he woke up was to check the system interface out of habit.

"Punching force: 1,203 kilograms!" Lin Mo\'s eyes lit up.

When he woke up, his punching force had finally broken through 1,200 kilograms. From today onwards, he was an official martial artist!

"Good thing I got up several times last night to drink water!"

If he only relied on his neighbors\' overnight involution, of course Lin Mo couldn\'t have increased from 1,175 kilograms to 1,203 kilograms so fast—although his neighbors were very involuting, they only provided single-digit punching force every night.

These 28 kilograms of punching force increased mainly because of the A1 evolution potions in his thermos.

Because he couldn\'t drink too much of the evolution potion in one go, Lin Mo could only take a few sips from time to time when he woke up in the middle of the night. The price of this was… Lin Mo had gone to the toilet three or four times last night.

"My punching force and combat technique have already reached the standard! As long as I\'m willing, I can receive an official martial artist certificate at any time!" Lin Mo thought as he put on a T-shirt.

Punching force…

Actually, it was not the strength of a single punch!

To be precise, this was a comprehensive physical data indicator.

With a punching force of 1,200 kilograms, it meant that under the detection of medical instruments, the strength of his cells had already reached 1200 points.

And with the same 1,200 points of cell strength, and under the premise that they did not use any combat technique—those burly martial artists\' punches would definitely be far more than 1,200 kilograms of strength. They might even reach 1,300 kilograms or 1,400 kilograms. As for those very thin martial artists, the strength of a punch might not even be 1,000 kilograms.

However, burly martial artists were more clumsy, while skinny martial artists were very agile. If the two were of the same cell strength, although the former had the advantage in strength, it was hard to say who would win in a real fight.

Therefore, "punching force" was only a comprehensive indicator and was not completely equivalent to strength.

And combat technique…

Actually, it could also be understood as "force technique".

The more brilliant the technique, the stronger the strength and speed that could be erupted under the same punching force!

For example, Lin Mo\'s punching force had just exceeded 1,200 kilograms. However, because his combat technique had already reached the fourth rank, his force delivery technique was far more brilliant. If he really punched with his full strength, he could even reach two to three thousand kilograms of strength!

Compared to those ordinary official martial artists… In terms of strength, Lin Mo far exceeded the burly ones. In terms of agility, Lin Mo far exceeded the skinny ones!

This, is combat technique!

"I\'ll find a time to get my official martial artist certificate!" Lin Mo had already put on his clothes and walked out of the house. "This certificate is still quite useful. It even has many privileges!"

Putting aside other privileges, let\'s just say that an official martial artist did not need to take any responsibility for attacking ordinary people as long as they were not too ruthless!

This was the privilege of an official martial artist!

Therefore, the official martial artists who were carrying out the mission the day before yesterday dared to grab Yin Jian and beat him up again and again. This was because they could beat him up however they wanted without any reason.

Except…

Lin Mo did not know that his Primordial Universe email address was already filled with admission notices from various top schools.

After all, Lin Mo was not an internet addict. Why would he enter the Primordial Universe this early in the morning?

Naturally, he wouldn\'t have found out.

…

Haicheng Martial Arts High School.

Lin Mo strolled unhurriedly through the early morning campus.

But he could feel that today\'s school was not as peaceful as it seemed.

The constantly jumping involution index told Lin Mo that the involution power in the school was surging!

"That\'s normal!" Lin Mo was not surprised. "A new week has begun, and it\'s getting closer and closer to the martial arts college entrance examination. After this week, next week will be the day of the martial arts college entrance examination! It would be strange if these third-year students didn\'t involute themselves to death!"

However, Lin Mo did not forget the mission that his class teacher, Teacher Lu, had given him two days ago—he needs to get not only the third-years involuting, but also the first and second years!

At that time, Lin Mo had patted his chest and promised, "It\'s my duty to share the school\'s burden and help the students improve!"

Although a weekend had passed and Lin Mo had already obtained the unlimited right to drink the A1 evolution potion; his punching force would definitely reach more than 2,000 kilograms before the martial arts college entrance examination. However, the words one speak is not like a fart, you must upkeep them!

More importantly, Lin Mo didn\'t mind increasing his punching force even faster! For example, what if he reached 2,200 kilograms or 2,300 kilograms during the college entrance examination?

​ "In short… it\'s my duty to help my juniors improve!" Lin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. He already had a plan.

From today onwards, the first and second year students will start involuting together!

"Brother Mo!" Little Fatty Gao Haoran jogged over from behind with two panda eyes. Clearly, his crazy involution the past few days had already exhausted him. "Brother Mo, I feel like I can\'t hold on anymore!"

"Don\'t! There are only a few days left until the college entrance examination. It\'ll be fine if you grit your teeth!" Lin Mo said lightly. It was easier said than done.

"I\'m afraid that if this continues, my body will collapse before the college entrance examination comes!" Gao Haoran sighed. "Besides, just as you said, there are only a few days left until the college entrance examination! No matter how hard I work, I won\'t be able to improve much! Anyway, my results are already enough for me to enter a specialized martial arts university. Why don\'t we just leave it at that…"

"How can this be?" Lin Mo said seriously. "Don\'t you know that the admission score this year has increased?"

"Isn\'t that a rumor?" Gao asked.

"Who told you this was a rumor?" Lin Mo said seriously. "Don\'t think that just because you sold a house and drank a few bottles of medicine, you can rest easy and steadily enter a vocational school! I heard…"

At this point, Lin Mo lowered his voice and his expression became mysterious. "I heard that someone poured A1 evolution potions into a water bottle and drank it like it was water! Can you compare to him? What\'s in your thermos flask?"

"Hiss—" Gao Haoran gasped. He looked at his large, glazed kettle and said, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Lin Mo took out his thermos and took a sip. He said calmly, "Would Brother Mo lie to you? I reckon that guy\'s drinking the evolution potion from the thermos right now. With your little resources, how dare you think you can stay idle?"

Gao Haoran seemed to have been shocked. "Brother Mo, you\'re right! There are only a few days left. I definitely can\'t give up. I must fight to the end!"

Lin Mo smiled in satisfaction!

\'He\'s promising!\'

It had to be known that lying idle was contagious. If Lin Mo was the only one lying idle, it would not be a big problem. But if more and more people were lying idle, then there\'s going to be a field of them lying flat on the ground!If that\'s the case…

What about Lin Mo\'s involution index?

So—

Lin Mo staying idle. Fine!

The others staying idle. Absolutely not!

"Brother Mo, actually, I have something else to tell you!" Gao Haoran suddenly became a little mysterious. "A mysterious organization is looking for you!"