I Can Level Up By Staying Idle

Lin Mo was not arrogant.

The reason why he did not collect weapons was firstly because this was his first time playing "King of the Chicken" and he was really not familiar with the game! Even if he wanted to collect weapons, he did not know where to look. Moreover, the other players would be landing soon, so they would not give him much time to find weapons.

Secondly, it was because… the efficiency of him collecting weapons himself was so low. How nice would it be if the other players found weapons and "brought them" to him?

Lin Mo only needed to stand there and wait!

"Haha! Black Earth!" In the air not far away, a player called "His Majesty the Emperor" winked at Lin Mo and shouted, "Wait down there obediently! After Daddy goes down, I'll find a forty-meter-long knife to hack you to death!"

"Oh?" Lin Mo couldn't help but glance at him.

Good. The young man had succeeded in getting his attention.

Lin Mo didn't think too much about it and strolled leisurely towards the landing spot of the "Emperor".

"You'll know how powerful Daddy is soon…" The emperor was considered a relatively genius student. His combat technique had reached the late-stage of rank 3 during the martial arts college entrance examination. After entering a martial arts university, his strength had improved further and directly broke through to the peak of rank 3.

It was precisely because of this that he was so arrogant. When he saw that he had a chance to beat up "Black Earth", he became even more arrogant.

But… when he saw Black Earth walking towards his landing, he panicked.

"Black Earth! What do you want?"

"Young man, you have to talk about morals! I haven't even landed yet. You can't attack me!"

"If you have the ability, let me find a guandao first! Then I'll have it and you'll be bare-handed. We'll have a fair fight!"

"Black Earth! What do you mean? Say something!"

The emperor spoke anxiously as he descended. Finally, he landed less than two meters in front of Lin Mo with his parachute.

"…" The emperor looked dumbfounded and forced a smile that was uglier than crying. "Dad, I was wrong!"

'Wrong?'

Too late!

What greeted him was a fist the size of a sandbag.

Bang!

Without any fancy moves, he punched him away.

All the players in the game saw a message. "Player 'Black Earth' has killed player 'His Majesty the Emperor'!"

At the same time, the surrounding fifty to sixty players landed.

Of course, they also saw the scene of "Black Earth" killing "His Majesty the Emperor" and could not help but be shocked.

"Too strong!"

"I know this Emperor. He's one of the influential figures of our Qingmu University. His combat technique has already reached the peak of rank 3! I didn't expect him to not even be able to withstand a punch from Black Earth!"

"Hurry up and find a weapon. Then let's gang up on Black Earth! One-on-one with Black Earth is suicide!"

"Black Earth is an early-stage rank 5 combat technique after all. It's not a joke!"

Everyone thought that Black Earth's combat technique was still at the early-stage of rank 5.

They all knew how difficult it was to improve combat technique. No one would believe that Black Earth's combat technique had already reached the peak of rank 5 in such a short half a month!

Seeing that the surrounding players were rushing to find weapons, Lin Mo was not in a hurry. He stood in the empty space and watched.

Now that the players were too scattered, even if Lin Mo rushed over to chase them, it would be too inefficient to kill many. In that case, he might as well stand still and wait—when they were done looking for weapons, wouldn't heads and weapons be delivered together?

As expected, in less than two minutes, dozens of players began to surround him from all directions.

The players also had all kinds of weapons in their hands.

There were knives, spears, swords, halberds, and so on!

"Kill!"

"Charge! Kill Black Earth! Let's snatch the kill!"

"No one steal it from me! Black Earth doesn't seem to have ever played King of the Chicken. I'll take his first time!"

When there were many people, they would be bold!

Most of these fifty-plus players actually only had rank 2 combat technique!

After all, at the age of 18, there were only a handful of people in every city who had reached the "third rank" combat technique. Even if Lin Mo was powerful, the game system of the Primordial Universe might deliberately help him match some stronger opponents. However, it was already very good to have a few "third ranks" out of a hundred players in a game!

There are not that many "third ranks"!

Therefore, when Lin Mo used his peak rank 5 combat technique to watch a group of rank 2 chickens rush towards him fearlessly… he didn't know whether to laugh or cry!

"These children can't even hold their weapons steadily and are rushing up to die!" Lin Mo couldn't help but shake his head.

From his perspective, these second and third rank noobs could not even hold their weapons steadily.

Lin Mo took a casual look and felt that these people were all full of flaws, and they seemed to be in "slow motion".

It could be said that these people were no threat to Lin Mo at all!

"They want to gang up on me?" Lin Mo sneered in disdain.

Then, Lin Mo moved.

Although Lin Mo could wait for them to completely surround him before starting to attack, there was no need! After all… if he failed, wouldn't he fail to show off?

BOOM!

It was also a body with a punching force of 1,200 kilograms, but Lin Mo was clearly much faster than the surrounding players!

One had to know… his combat technique was several levels higher, so his explosive power was naturally several levels higher! The other players had yet to perfectly control their physical strength, but Lin Mo could almost erupt from the cellular level!