My Girlfriend Who Develops Through Development

The cliff's self-created sword technique is called Phantom.

Its only characteristic is speed!

That is precisely why it requires extremely high physical fitness from the user.

This is also why Duan Ya hasn't let Lin Mo cultivate spiritual energy for the past half month; in his view, spiritual energy can be cultivated at any time.

Moreover, Lin Mo has a unique advantage in Qi cultivation, so he is not in a hurry to embark on the path of Qi cultivation.

Throughout history, very few people have embarked on the path of dual cultivation of qi and blood. On the one hand, it requires ancient martial artists to have extremely high aptitude in both cultivation systems, and on the other hand, it requires martial artists to maintain a balance in their progress in these two areas.

To put it simply, the strength of Qi cultivators and body cultivators must be kept at the same level, otherwise they are likely to suffer a backlash.

"call--"

Lin Mo, panting and drenched in sweat, arrived at the precipice. "Master, I feel I've completely mastered this sword technique. Can I learn something else?"

"Completely learned?"

Duan Ya put down his teacup and said, "Young man, don't speak so confidently, lest you be proven wrong."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo was taken aback and tentatively asked, "What do you mean by that, Master?"

"Means nothing."

Duan Ya bent down and picked up a thin bamboo pole from the ground, staring at Lin Mo with a smile, "Since you think you've mastered this sword technique, how about we have a real spar?"

Upon hearing about real combat, Lin Mo's face instantly changed, and he shook his head vigorously, "No, I won't do real combat."

Duan Ya was so angry he wanted to curse, "Can't you be a little more dignified?"

Lin Mo was not fooled by this low-level provocation and blinked innocently.

“Master, I’m useless.”

cliff:"……"

Chapter 231 Beware of being struck by lightning!

"You, you're really hopeless!"

Seeing Lin Mo's resigned attitude, Duan Ya continued to provoke him, unwilling to give up.

Lin Mo acted as if he hadn't heard this, turned his head and looked around, feigning ignorance, and said, "Bicycle? What bicycle?"

cliff:"……"

In that instant, he felt that the person in front of him was not Lin Mo, but Lin Shu.

Like mother, like son; this saying is indeed true.

Just as troublesome!

However, Lin Mo is now his apprentice, so he has far more ways to deal with Lin Mo.

Seeing that Lin Mo absolutely refused to accept the suggestion of actual combat, Duan Ya suddenly laughed, threw away the thin bamboo pole in his hand, and pointed to the newly customized stone dumbbells in the corner, "You don't want to do actual combat, right? Fine, go ahead, a hundred in each hand."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo immediately lost his composure, his eyes widening. "A hundred? Master, I think there's something wrong with my training method. Let alone a hundred, even fifty would ruin my hands."

When the two stone dumbbells were first delivered, Lin Mo tried them out of curiosity. As soon as he touched them, his expression changed instantly because he couldn't lift them with one hand at all.

Later, after inquiring about the cliff, I learned that each stone dumbbell weighed as much as 25 kilograms.

Over the past two weeks, under the training of Duan Ya, Lin Mo's physical fitness has improved a lot, but he still finds it difficult to handle dumbbells with such exaggerated weight.

In just the last two days, through repeated attempts, Lin Mo was able to barely lift the stone dumbbells, but he could only lift them three or four times before reaching his limit.

a hundred?

It's an impossible task!

Lin Mo's words just now were not an exaggeration at all.

Let alone a hundred, even fifty is not a task he can complete in his current state. If he forces himself to do it, his arms are very likely to be ruined.

Noticing Lin Mo's expression, Duan Ya laughed, "Just do what I tell you to do. Why all the nonsense? Hurry up and do it. Don't forget, I am your master now, and I have the final say."

Lin Mo forced a smile, glanced at the stone dumbbell in the corner, and finally turned back to look at the cliff.

After a moment of silence, he did something that even the cliff hadn't expected.

He stepped forward, sat down on the ground, hugged the cliff's legs with both hands, and cried out with snot and tears streaming down his face, "Master, your disciple really can't do it!"

As he spoke, he wiped his snotty nose on the crag of his pants, and even, in front of the crag, dipped his finger in saliva and wiped it on the corner of his eye.

simply……

It's so fake it couldn't be more fake!

Duan Ya was so angry his nose almost twisted out of shape. He coldly rebuked, "Get out, or I'll slap you!"

"cough!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo instantly regained his composure, quickly got up from the ground, and said with a forced smile, "Master, I know you're probably not happy with my disciple right now, so... I'll be going now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he ran towards the exit of the training ground.

But after running only a couple of steps, Lin Mo stopped and stared ahead with a look of utter despair.

Before anyone knew it, the cliff had appeared in Lin Mo's path. It glanced at him with utter disdain and said, "Did I give you permission to run away? Now, immediately, go and complete the task I gave you. If you fail, our master-disciple relationship will end completely from today."

Lin Mo was in exasperation. "Master, are you serious?"

"nonsense!"

Duan Ya glared at him. "Do you think I'm joking with you?"

"But……"

"If you dare say another word, I will no longer be your master."

"..."

Having said all that, even if Lin Mo was unwilling, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and turn around to the two stone dumbbells.

"So be it!"

He muttered something and then slightly bent his knees.

Grasp the dumbbell handle with your right hand, hold your breath, and lift it with difficulty above your shoulder.

After four attempts, her delicate features were flushed red.

"Wake it up for me!"

The soreness in his arms made Lin Mo grit his teeth. After two rounds, his forehead was covered with large beads of sweat.

But before he could give up, he heard the warning from the precipice.

"Keep going. As long as your arms don't break, keep lifting them."

Lin Mo staggered slightly, then looked back at the precipice with a pained expression. "Master, how about we have a real fight instead?"

Getting beaten up is better than losing your arm!

Duan Ya raised an eyebrow with a smile, "What were you doing all this time?"

Upon seeing the cliff's reaction, Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat.

Although he hadn't been a disciple of Duan Ya for long, he had still managed to get a general understanding of Duan Ya's temperament during that time.

Judging from Duan Ya's reaction, it's no longer something that can be resolved by appeasement or admitting defeat.

If you continue lifting, the muscles in your arms are very likely to break down.

In this situation, the only solution is to break the mold!

Thinking of this, Lin Mo took a deep breath, released the stone dumbbell with his right hand, and the fifty-pound dumbbell smashed a deep crater in the lawn.

The figure flashed across the cliff, appearing eerily beside Lin Mo, and coldly questioned, "Who told you to let go?"

"Cough-cough-"

Lin Mo took a breath, his eyes focused, "Master, are you afraid that my swordsmanship is too good, so you dare not fight me? Are you afraid of losing to me?"

Exciting general method!

It may seem like a simple method, but it is actually very effective.

Contrary to Lin Mo's expectations, when Duan Ya heard this provocative remark, he was first incredulous, and then furious.

He grabbed Lin Mo by the collar, his eyes wide, "What did you say? Say it again if you dare!"

Lin Mo was not afraid at all and casually repeated what he had just said.

After saying that, fearing that Duanya wouldn't fall for it, he added fuel to the fire, saying, "If Master is afraid, you can just say so directly. There's no need to beat around the bush like this. Your disciple will definitely keep this secret for you. Heaven and earth know, you know, I know, and there will never be a third person in the world who knows about this."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Lin Mo wasn't annoyed. He blinked calmly and said, "Master, you can scold me, but you can't scold my mother. I will definitely tell her about your behavior of scolding my mother."

Suddenly, a chill ran down his spine as he hurriedly asked from behind the cliff, "Who...who insulted Xiao Shu?"

Lin Mo raised his hand and pointed at the cliff, "You."

Duan Ya's face twitched, unusually flustered. "That wasn't an insult, it was just... an interjection. Who told you to be so arrogant and provoke me first? Is it wrong that I couldn't control myself for a moment?"

Having brought things to this point, Lin Mo had completely taken control of the situation. He calmly shook his head and said, "Master, you don't need to explain to me. Save that explanation for my mother."

"you……"

Faced with Lin Mo's general, Duan Ya was completely dumbfounded.

After hesitating for a while, he slowly spoke with a stiff face: "What I said just now was indeed wrong, I apologize."

Lin Mo tried hard to keep his expression straight and said, "Considering that Master's apology was so sincere, I'll not tell my mother about this."

Duan Ya let out a long sigh and instinctively wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

If this gets back to Lin Shu, the consequences are obvious; that girl will definitely come after him.

When facing Lin Shu, it was because of an agreement made many years ago.

He could only take the beatings; he couldn't fight back...

"That's very good, that's very good."