I Can Level Up By Staying Idle

Tonight was the eve of the Martial Arts College Entrance Examination.

Almost all the third-year martial arts students were resting and adjusting at home. This also caused Lin Mo's involution index to be almost zero.

However, Lin Mo didn't care at all. "It's a work-life balance. It's time to let the tools relax! When they get into a martial arts university, they can work harder to repay me!"

Lin Mo's thoughts made even capitalists cry.

"My combat technique, punching force, and illusions are all not bad!" Lin Mo nodded in satisfaction. Then, he couldn't help but frown. "But this Psychic power… is really a little low! I'm only a first-rank Psychic!"

But there was nothing he could do!

Who asked his good friend Li Jiaxuan to go to the Big Sword the moment he came to Haicheng City?

It was one thing to have do big sword, but he was actually captured!

It was all thanks to Li Jiaxuan's hard work in prison that Lin Mo was able to successfully activate his psychic talent!

Unfortunately, Li Jiaxuan was brought back to Jiangnan City by his father that day. Otherwise, with Lin Mo's brotherly love, he would definitely visit him in prison every day and help him motivate him.

That way, he would be able to gain a lot of Psychic Involution Index!

"Although a first-rank Psychic is a little weak, it's not a bad thing to have more skills!"

The intensity of Lin Mo's psychic power was about 300 kilograms.

Although 300 kilograms seemed very weak!

Psychic power was different from punching force! One could not measure Psychic power with punching force data!

For example, when ordinary martial artists threw hidden weapons, no matter how strong they were, the trajectory of the hidden weapons after they left their hands was easily predicted by others. This way, it was very easy to dodge or block them.

As for physics, they could continue to use their psychic force to control the direction of the hidden weapon after it left their hands—this was very difficult to guard against!

Therefore, although 300 kilograms of psychic power was indeed relatively weak, it was quite beneficial to Lin Mo in actual combat!

If illusionists became stronger the further they went!

Then, a Psychic would be strong from the early stages to the late stages! It was broken!

As for ordinary martial artists, they were quite pitiful. But there was nothing anyone could do about it. After all, they lost the rng battle.

"The only flaw is… I can't use psychic force and illusion at the same time!" Lin Mo shook his head regretfully.

Psychic force and illusion were both transformed from vital essence. However, these two could not coexist.

Vital essence was like water.

Psychic force was "Materialization of vital essence". This was like water cooling and condensing into ice.

Illusion power was "spiritual force solidification". This was like water cooling and condensing into ice.

It was impossible for a pot of water to be heating and cooling at the same time.

Similarly, it was impossible for mental strength to " materialize" while "voiding".

Therefore, Psychic power and illusion could not be used at the same time.

When using telekinesis, you can't use illusions; vice versa.

"But that's not a big problem!" Lin Mo thought to himself. "If I can't use it at the same time, I'll just use it separately, right?"

Lin Mo would use whatever the enemy was afraid of!

'Wouldn't that be nice?'

"Eh?"

Suddenly, Lin Mo thought of something.

He quickly took off his belt.

Then he pressed the switch on the four corners of the metal waist leader and pressed slightly harder.

"Crack!"

The metal belt immediately opened, revealing the secret compartment inside—it was a gift from Gao Haoran's father, Gao Feng.

A silver feather.

It was made of metal, as thin as a cicada's wing, and extremely sharp.

"I heard from Brother Gao Feng that he picked this up when he was adventuring in the outer realm battlefield!" Lin Mo suddenly had an idea. "This silver feather is extremely sharp. If I use my psychic force to control it…"

WHOOSH!

Lin Mo moved his will.

The silver feather floated in front of him and circled his body.

"Go!" Lin Mo willed again.

Swish—

The silver feather instantly turned into a stream of light and shot out the window.

The window was open and there was no window screen. After all… as long as one cultivated martial arts, their skin would be very tough and thick. It was not something a mosquito could bite. Naturally, there was no need to install screens to prevent mosquitoes.

In the blink of an eye, the silver feather flew into the empty space below the neighborhood under Lin Mo's control. It hovered above a manhole cover made of cast iron.

"This manhole cover is big, round, and very hard and thick. Let's try it!"

Swish—

With a thought from Lin Mo, the silver feather flashed and instantly pierced through the ten-centimeter-thick manhole cover.

"Isn't this too sharp?" Lin Mo was shocked. "If it can penetrate the iron ingot manhole cover so easily, wouldn't I be able to shoot through weapons made of 'molecular material' when my psychic force becomes stronger?"

If it could even pierce through weapons, there was no need to mention the flesh and blood of martial artists!

Lin Mo suddenly realized that he had another trump card!

With his psychic force combined with this incomparably sharp silver feather, who could defend against?

He was just invincible!

Could this be the correct way to use the silver feather? Or could this originally be the weapon of a powerful Psychic? Lin Mo controlled the feather to fly back and couldn't help but think.

In any case, it looked quite like a psychic weapon! It was sharp and stylish!

"Let's put it away first!"

Lin Mo was about to put the silver feather back into the secret compartment of his belt when he suddenly remembered what Gao Feng had reminded him. If he was scratched by this silver feather… if he was not an official martial artist, he would immediately die!

Ordinary official martial artists would most likely die. Moreover, even if they survived, they would definitely be crippled!

Even Celestial Martial Artists would feel extremely uncomfortable! If it sliced few more wounds, Celestial Martial Artists would definitely die!

"Is it that exaggerated?" Lin Mo studied it carefully. He didn't think it was special. "Why don't… we give it a try?"

This thought appeared in Lin Mo's mind, and then he couldn't suppress it anymore.

"I'll just cut a small wound on my finger!" Lin Mo thought to himself. "Anyway, I'm a two-star martial artist. I can't die. What's there to be afraid of?"

As a man, how could he be afraid of a single strand of bird hair?

With that in mind, Lin Mo carefully pinched the silver feather with his right hand and gently drew it across his left index finger.

"BOOM!!!"

It was clearly just a very shallow wound, but Lin Mo's eyes widened in shock and fear!!

At this moment…

It was as if endless thunder was rumbling in his ears!

It was also as if an overwhelming hostility was about to completely drown him.

This moment was the most terrifying scene Lin Mo had ever experienced in his life.

"Uhhh!!"

"Aghh!!"

Lin Mo screamed in pain uncontrollably. It was extremely miserable! Even his soul seemed to be twitching together!

Curiosity killed the cat!

It was so terrifying!

What was this silver feather?

… .

Outside the bedroom door.

Mrs. Lin had just wiped her tears and thrown the tissue into the wastepaper basket when she heard her son's roar.

"Sigh!" Mr. Lin lit another cigarette and sighed heavily. "I told you he was under a lot of pressure, right? He refused to admit it just now! This desperate roar from the depths of his soul is impossible to elicit without extreme pressure!"

"I can tell how much pressure he's under!" Mrs. Lin took out another tissue and continued to wipe her tears. "It's good to let him vent! It's better than keeping it in!"

At this moment.

In the bedroom.

Lin Mo was completely limp on the bed. His strength had been sucked out of him and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers. His eyes were empty.

"How terrible…"

Only then did Lin Mo truly understand how terrifying this silver feather was!

If it was used to kill enemies, who could stop it?