My Girlfriend Who Develops Through Development

"OK!"

After receiving Lin Shu's assurance, Lin Xue had no more worries. She raised her left hand and beckoned to Lin Mo with her finger, "Come on, I'll give you three moves."

Lin Mo pursed his lips, trying hard not to laugh out loud, "Sis, you're going to let me have three moves?"

"Correct!"

"Isn't this not good?"

"Three moves not enough? How about ten moves?"

"..."

Lin Mo secretly pursed his lips, "Sis, what I mean is, if you give me three moves and I win within three moves, how embarrassing would that be for you?"

"You can beat me in three moves?"

Lin Xue burst into laughter, "Xiao Mo, to be honest, your joke is really funny. Alright, enough talk, let's get started!"

Seeing that he couldn't persuade her, Lin Mo sighed helplessly, "Since that's the case, then I won't be polite."

"Don't be shy, go all out."

Before Lin Mo could finish speaking, a dark figure appeared in front of her. Her pupils contracted, and she instinctively raised her hands to protect herself.

Then, a tremendous force struck her palm.

The powerful force caused Lin Xue's body to fly backward uncontrollably, her feet scraping against the stone slabs on the ground, and she retreated more than ten meters.

This scene is very similar to a martial arts competition between masters in a movie.

Lin Xue staggered and steadied herself. At this moment, her hands were trembling uncontrollably, completely out of control. Even her arms were shaking, and she could no longer muster any strength.

With a single move, she completely lost her fighting ability.

Lin Mo coughed lightly, "Oops, I didn't control myself well."

He rushed to Lin Xue, took her trembling arm, and smiled apologetically, "Sister, I'm sorry! I have too little practical experience, and I used too much force just now. Hang in there, I'll reduce the force later."

Murder and kill!

Lin Xue's face turned ashen. "Xiao Mo, are you fucking trying to kill me?"

Lin Mo turned to look at his mother on the sidelines, "Mom, Xue-jie scolded you."

"..."

Lin Shu stepped forward, and when she saw Lin Xue's trembling hands, she burst out laughing, "Tsk, what's going on? It's only been one move, and your hands are shaking like a leaf."

Lin Xue belatedly realized that something was wrong.

She was defeated in a single move?

This……

She stared in shock, swallowing hard. "Xiao Mo, are you a body cultivator or a qi cultivator?"

"Dual cultivation of gas".

Upon hearing Lin Mo's answer, Lin Xue's pupils dilated as if they had undergone a magnitude 18 earthquake. As a martial artist, she naturally understood what the phrase "dual cultivation of qi and blood" meant.

"You? Dual cultivation of Qi and Gas? Are you kidding me!"

"No kidding."

Looking into Lin Mo's sincere eyes, Lin Xue was bewildered. After a long while, she spoke up again in disbelief, "That's not right! Even if you cultivate both internal and external qi, you've only been learning martial arts for a month. How could you possibly have such strength?"

The power of that punch was terrifying; even a level three body cultivator couldn't match it.

Learning martial arts for a month?

This unscientific!

"cough--"

When asked about this, Lin Mo told a white lie, "There's nothing I can do, I was born with superhuman strength."

"Innate divine power?"

Hearing this explanation, Lin Xue's lips twitched. "I was wondering how you could have such strength. That doesn't count. You didn't tell me beforehand that you were born with superhuman strength. If I had known this, why would I have let you have three moves? Let's compete again!"

Seeing that Lin Xue refused to admit defeat, Lin Shu began to kick her while she was down, "What do you mean by a rematch? A loss is a loss. If you don't even have the courage to admit defeat, what kind of martial artist are you?"

"Sister Shu, don't talk like that without understanding the situation!"

Lin Xue argued forcefully, "Xiao Mo didn't mention his innate superhuman strength at first. I was careless. If I had known he was so strong, how could I have stood still and let him attack me?"

Before Lin Shu could speak, Lin Mo interjected, "Sister Xue, actually... even if we competed again, you still wouldn't be able to beat me."

"Bullshit! You think I can't beat you?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Shu instantly became enraged and kicked Lin Xue in the backside. "Who are you calling a brat? You little brat, do you think I'm giving you face?"

Knowing she was in the wrong, Lin Xue gave an awkward smile. "Um... Sister Shu, I didn't mean to."

Lin Mo blinked. "If it wasn't intentional, then you did it on purpose?"

Lin Xue didn't realize the trap in Lin Mo's words and nodded without hesitation, "That's right, I did it on purpose."

No sooner had he spoken than Lin Shu kicked him again.

Lin Xue looked aggrieved. "Sister Shu, why did you kick me? I already told you, I didn't mean to, I did it on purpose..."

She stopped abruptly halfway through her sentence.

Soon, an angry shout echoed throughout the training ground.

"Lin Mo, you son of a bitch!"

Chapter 678 On the Speed ​​of Crossing the River and Dismantling the Bridge

Lin Mo let go of her hand, still looking innocent. "Sis, you know I don't have an uncle."

Lin Xue: "..."

She took a deep breath and tried very hard to convince herself not to be angry, but no matter how much she tried, the fire in her heart not only didn't go out, but burned even brighter.

After this brief respite, she gradually regained feeling in her arms. "Come on, let's do it again!"

"No need?"

Lin Mo instinctively took a step back. "Sis, the result will be the same no matter how much we compete. Look at your hand, it's all messed up. Can we just stop competing? I admit defeat, okay?"

The last three words were like three steel thorns, piercing Lin Xue's heart with sharp pain: "Admit defeat? Who do you think you are? We must compete!"

Lin Mo winked helplessly at his mother, "Mom, don't just stand there, can't you say something to persuade me?"

Lin Shu sneered, "What's there to advise? Didn't you hear her cursing at me? Beat her up!"

"..."

Lin Mo's lips twitched repeatedly.

No, my mother wouldn't agree.

He refused to participate...

Lin Xue's strength is only at the level of a first-level body cultivator, so it's really hard to control her strength. If I accidentally hurt her, I won't be able to explain it to my grandparents, and I'll be the one who suffers in the end.

Even if he doesn't hurt Lin Xue, she will still feel even more embarrassed if she loses to him again.

He lost?

My mother will definitely not let me off the hook!

This is a dilemma, making things even more difficult, and it's like asking someone to do something they can't handle!

Lin Xue quickly moved her numb arm, and after a few minutes, she looked directly at Lin Mo and said, "Come on, this time I won't let you have it. You have superhuman strength, which is too much of an advantage. I'm going to give it my all."

Lin Mosheng sighed helplessly, "Fine, sis, this time it's your turn to attack. I'll give you three moves."

These words further provoked Lin Xue, who was already feeling down, to exasperation. "Fine, fine, fine!"

She said "good" three times in a row, her gaze towards Lin Mo icy and piercing, "Xiao Mo, you asked for this!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly closed the distance between them and punched Lin Mo in the face.

Lin Mo parried with one hand, looking completely calm and collected.

The fist and palm collided in mid-air, and the powerful recoil caused Lin Xue to stagger back several steps.

Lin Xue was even more embarrassed, her thoughts racing.

This nephew is naturally strong; he's definitely no match for strength.

Since that's the case, let's compare speed.

With that in mind, she used an extremely ghostly movement, and in an instant, she appeared behind Lin Mo and punched him in the back of the head.

Lin Mo felt the cool breeze coming from the back of his head and managed a weak smile.

Why did they go so far as to kill them?

Despite his thoughts, he naturally couldn't take that punch head-on. Even though he was a level nine body cultivator, the back of his head was still one of the most vulnerable points.

Just as the fist was less than a foot away from the back of Lin Mo's head, Lin Xue quickly withdrew her force.

At the critical moment, Lin Mo tilted his head slightly to the left, just dodging Lin Xue's fist.

This situation left Lin Xue completely taken aback.

How could you possibly dodge that?

happen!

It must have been a coincidence!

"Sis, we've already exchanged two of the three moves. There's only one left. By the way, we're just having a friendly spar, so please don't go overboard, okay?"

Lin Xue became increasingly angry, and taking advantage of Lin Mo's speech, she kicked him without any sense of sportsmanship.

Lin Mo stood still, twisting his waist to dodge Lin Xue's sneak attack... no, it should be called a sneak kick.

And just like that, three moves had passed.

The moment Lin Mo finished speaking, he turned around and threw a punch, repeating the scene from before.