48: Chapter 48 Taking Down the Entire Field with One Hand

Lin Mo had just returned from outside when he ran into an anxious-looking Lin Sisi.

After asking, he learned that the people who had come to pick a fight at noon were back to cause trouble, and they had even beaten up Zhang Hao, Lao Hei, and the others.

He immediately brought Lin Sisi and rushed towards the training ground.

When Lin Mo arrived at the training ground, he saw the injured team captain Wu Feng lying on the ground, Lao Hei and Lao Yu being held down by others, and the bald-headed Sun Hu gripping Yi Xiaoyu's wrist.

Fury erupted like a volcano!

Lin Mo's expression was ice-cold.

He just walked forward, step by step.

The crowd parted automatically like a tide.

No one stopped him.

No one even dared to make a sound.

"Lin Mo, where did you go? Why are you only just now arriving!"

Yi Xiaoyu's eyes instantly turned red.

Seeing this, Sun Hu immediately turned his head, his eyes lighting up.

"Yo, the main character is here?"

He let go of Yi Xiaoyu and stared at Lin Mo with a sneer.

"Weren't you quite arrogant at noon? You told me to go find Li Chengxi, but now that Li Chengxi isn't here, why don't you try being arrogant again for me to see?"

The people behind him laughed along.

Lin Mo ignored him.

He walked over to Zhang Hao, crouched down, and took a look; his nasal bone was broken, and his ribs might be injured too.

Xiang Yifan was curled up on the ground, his face deathly pale; his internal injuries were likely severe.

He then looked at Lao Hei and Lao Yu; Lao Hei was lying on the ground with his neck badly swollen, and Lao Yu was clutching his chest, struggling to breathe.

Finally, he looked at Wu Feng.

Wu Feng was lying on the ground with a pool of blood on his chest, and the bandage on his left shoulder was completely soaked through with blood.

When Wu Feng saw Lin Mo, he managed to force a smile.

"It's nothing, the injury isn't serious, I just lost face for our Seventh Battalion."

Lin Mo stood up.

He turned around and looked at Sun Hu.

His gaze was even colder.

So cold that Sun Hu felt a sudden, inexplicable jolt in his heart.

But he quickly suppressed it.

What was he afraid of?

He had over a dozen people on his side.

There were three veteran soldiers at the Second Order or above, plus the vice-captain Zhao Lie, who was at the Second Order Level 5, and even the captain at the Second Order Level 9 was watching from afar.

Why should he be afraid?

"What? You don't seem convinced?"

Sun Hu reached out to poke Lin Mo's chest.

"If you're not convinced, let's spar, don't just fucking glare at me—"

Before he could finish, he froze.

Because the finger he had poked out was being gripped by Lin Mo.

He hadn't even seen how Lin Mo made his move.

"You—"

Lin Mo didn't give him a chance to speak.

He flipped his wrist.

"Crack."

The crisp sound of bone breaking was heard clearly by everyone present.

With his finger snapped, Sun Hu immediately let out a spine-chilling scream.

But Lin Mo wasn't finished; he raised his foot and kicked Sun Hu in the stomach.

Sun Hu curled up like a shrimp and flew backward, knocking down five or six people.

The whole scene was dead silent.

The next second, the students behind Sun Hu finally reacted and shouted.

"Fuck!"

"Kill him!"

A dozen people swarmed forward.

The one charging at the front was a student with the same First Order Level 6 cultivation as Sun Hu.

He punched at Lin Mo's face, fast and vicious.

Lin Mo didn't dodge.

He didn't even look at the punch.

He just raised his hand.

Striking after but arriving first.

He punched the man in the chest.

"Bang!"

The man was hit as if by a truck, his feet left the ground, and he flew backward!

He flew seven or eight meters, smashing into the training ground's fence, bending the iron bars, then rolled onto the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and passed out cold.

"Holy shit—!"

The onlookers erupted.

"One punch? He took him out in one punch?!"

"Liang Song is a First Order Level 6! He's not some random weakling!"

"What realm is this Lin Mo in? Is he a Second Order Awakener?!"

"Impossible! How old is he? Second Order? What a joke!"

The second one to rush up, a First Order Level 5, was kicked in the knee by Lin Mo. With a 'crack', his leg bent at a gruesome angle, and he fell to the ground screaming.

The third, the fourth, the fifth—

One by one, they were lined up and taken down by Lin Mo.

Ten seconds.

Less than ten seconds.

A dozen people were lying all over the ground, like wheat swept by a strong wind.

Some were clutching their stomachs and dry-heaving, some were holding their broken legs and screaming, and some had passed out cold.

"My goodness..."

Someone in the crowd swallowed hard.

"That's too brutal! Is he even human?"

"Did you see how he attacked? My eyes couldn't keep up, I couldn't see it at all!"

"Too fast... too ruthless..."

The surrounding students were stunned.

Lin Mo's strength exceeded everyone's imagination.

The bald Sun Hu and his group were not ordinary students; most of these dozen people were members of the Sixth Battalion's assault team.

Those who could get into the assault team were all elites among the freshmen, ranking in the top 10%; they either had high cultivation or high-grade traits.

Yet these so-called elites, a dozen of them, were all taken down in less than half a minute, with not one able to last a single round against Lin Mo!

Who the hell is this person?!

At this moment, everyone's gaze was focused on Lin Mo.

Just how strong was this student-looking man!

At this moment, someone in the crowd whispered:

"Did he... did he just use only one hand?"

As soon as the words fell, the crowd exploded.

"Holy shit! Really?!"

"One hand?!"

"I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me! His left hand was hanging down the whole time, he didn't use it at all!"

"A dozen assault team elites, and he took them all down with one hand?!"

"What kind of monster is this? Fighting a dozen people with one hand? And taking them all out in seconds?!"

In the crowd, the Beihe City students who had been cheering for Sun Hu and his group were now pale-faced, their mouths agape.

The Qingyun City students were no better, looking at Lin Mo as if they were staring at a humanoid beast.

"Who the hell is he?!"

"How come I've never heard of such a person?!"

"This kind of monster is actually a student too?"

Some were already questioning reality.

The expressions on the faces of the veteran soldiers watching were even more interesting.

They weren't students; they were people who had crawled out of real battlefields with real blades and guns.

They knew better than the students that taking down a dozen people in seconds wasn't hard; what was hard was doing it with only one hand, while standing in the same spot the whole time, without moving a single step.

These dozen people didn't even qualify to make him move.

Only with absolute crushing strength could one achieve this level!

Even they, veterans who had reached the Second Order, knew they couldn't take down a dozen elite-level students with one hand!

After all, those people were all Awakeners, and some were even genius figures with blue traits.

A veteran with a scar on his face swallowed hard, his voice strained:

"This kid... where did he come from? Does anyone know?"

Another veteran next to him whispered:

"Don't know, haven't seen him before, he's not from our battalion, probably from the Seventh Battalion next door; he really is a monster!"