As the system prompt sound falls.

A sword energy with powerful power spread out with Lin Mo as the center. Wherever the sword energy reached, all the ruined stone walls immediately broke into countless fine stone chips and scattered all over the ground.

Almost at the same time, Hawkeye immediately pulled out his sword again with extremely sharp reaction. In the blink of an eye, he blocked Lin Mo's sword energy that was spreading out indiscriminately.

"Have your sword skills improved?" Hawkeye stared at Lin Mo in surprise.

Lin Mo nodded lightly.

The improvement of the level nine sword technique has been released, and the sword energy released is no longer something that ordinary people can resist.

Hawkeye was still injured, and he was able to react and resist smoothly at the first time.

He is indeed a man who can become a swordsman, and he is indeed very strong.

Although Lin Mo's ability surprised Hawkeye a little.

Moreover, swordsmanship can indeed be improved through the fights between opponents. It can be said that the stronger the fights, the more things you can learn.

But what can they learn when they were playing tricks just now?

Hawkeye never missed it.

But Lin Mo's ability, whether it is using shadow control or physical clone technique, has now inexplicably improved his sword technique.

He was actually a little unable to see through the little devil who seemed to be only fifteen years old in front of him.

Suddenly, something happened, and a trace of doubt flashed through Hawkeye's eyes.

Could it be that this kid's improvement in swordsmanship is related to the fact that he insists on giving up?

With the goal achieved, Lin Mo is in a pretty good mood now.

Seeing that Hawkeye was still looking at him and guessing what Hawkeye was thinking, Lin Mo said casually: "Even if my sword skills have improved now, I am still no match for you in swordsmanship."

After a moment of silence, Hawkeye asked back with another question: "Have you ever been injured?"

"have."

"Okay, let's go." Hawkeye took his knife back, turned his back, and began to walk back indifferently.

After a little stunned, Lin Mo followed and said, "Do you want to treat you?"

Hawkeye refused directly: "No."

Lin Mo didn't say anything else. Since he said he didn't need it, he saved him from wasting his energy and energy.

Although Lin Mo has a full attribute chakra physique, each use of ninjutsu will consume varying degrees of physical strength and energy. Once consumed too much, it will have some impact on the body.

Soon, the two returned to the castle.

As soon as you enter the door.

Sure enough, the red-haired guys had already started to continue the previous banquet.

Seeing Honghai and Lin Mo back, the red-haired crew members were very excited.

"You are back, it means the competition is over. How is it? Who won? It must be Hawkeye who won?"

"I don't think so. Lin Mo's little body was not injured at all. It must be Lin Mo who won."

"Tsk, Hawkeye won, you see, Hawkeye took back his knife."

"So, who won?"

Everyone looked at Lin Mo and Hawkeye in anticipation, waiting for their answers.

However, Lin Mo and Eagle ignored them at all and walked past them calmly.

The red-haired smiled and waved to him twice: "Hahaha, come on, come on, now you can have a good meal."

The two of them sat back on their original positions with red hair greetings.

Hawkeye directly picked up the wine glass in front of her and took a sip. As soon as she swallowed it, she couldn't help but cough a few times.

Red hair glanced at him, then turned his eyes to Lin Mo and asked in surprise: "Didn't you help Hawkeye treat the injury?"

Lin Mo also picked up the wine glass and said calmly: "He refused."

"Huh?" Redhead was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Hahaha, Hawkeye, you have too strong self-esteem, hahaha, you don't know how terrifying Lin Mo's healing ability is. I can guarantee that he can heal you in just a few minutes."

"So what?" Hawk's eyes said indifferently, "I'm not so depressed that I need my opponent to treat me."

"This is not possible." Redhead didn't care about this, "I came here to find you to discuss with you. Don't think that I don't know your injury and recovering from it myself. It will not be possible to heal in a few months. I can't wait for you for a few months."

"Even if I get hurt, I won't lose." Hawkeye took another sip of wine indifferently, completely ignoring the pain in her body, and continued, "If you want to fight, you can do it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Redhead was amused and crying: "You guy, what nonsense are you talking about? You can recover from your own injuries and get healed in a day or two? I'm not interested in fighting a wounded man."

Hawkeye: “…”

"Forget it, I won't be beaten." Red-haired waved his hand, "I have a lot to do next, I can only stay here for a few days before leaving. Since you are unwilling to receive Lin Mo's treatment, let the doctor on my boat treat you. You must reject me again, be careful that I will turn against you."

Hawkeye responded speechlessly: "Okay."

"That's right, hahaha, drink, um, no, you drink less, come, Lin Mo, cheers." As he said that, the red hair jumped over Hawkeye and shouted at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo held the wine glass and bumped the red-haired wine glass silently.

The red-haired laughed and drank all the wine in the cup in one sip.

Although his crew members did not receive answers from Hawkeye and Lin Mo, they complained a few times at the beginning and soon merged into the cheerful atmosphere of the banquet.

After that, Hawkeye didn't drink much alcohol, and Red Hair asked Beckman to take Hawkeye away with the boat doctor on their boat to treat the injury.

As soon as Hawkeye left, Red Hair sat in Hawkeye's position, next to Lin Mo, and asked with a smile: "Boy, tell me honestly what's going on with your physical clone?"

Lin Mo said while drinking: "It's just an illusion, I don't have any physical clones."

"Puff." Red-haired almost laughed, "You're coming less, so many people have seen it. Could it be that everyone has hallucinations together? I believe anything that is credible, but your kid's ability to lie is really poor..."

Lin Mo: “…”

"Also, what's going on with your shadow?" Redhead stared at Lin Mo and continued to ask, "I remember you have the ability to fire. How many secrets do you still have are that I don't know?"

"Is it important?" Lin Mo glanced at Honghai and picked up the glass that had just been filled with wine, "Come on, drink."

Redhead shook his head with a smile, then picked up the cup, and said helplessly: "I really can't do anything to you, okay, drink! Let's see which of us has better alcohol tolerance, hahaha..."

The banquet ended after nearly three hours.

Most of the crew members of the Red Hair Pirates were drunk, either slapped on the table or fell to the ground, and had already fallen asleep.

Ainilu and Kaku did not drink, so at the end of the banquet, after obtaining Lin Mo's approval, they left the castle and continued their training plan.

Lin Mo has been fighting with Honghai for wine, and when he felt his head a little dizzy, he stopped drinking.

Red-haired looked drunk, smiled and glanced at his crew members who had already fallen around, and couldn't help but complain: "You are really useless. You'll get drunk with such a little wine. Hahahaha. It seems that you still have to hold more banquets in the future, so that you can get your alcohol content, hahaha."

"Low, boss." Lakilu also complained, "If you want to have a banquet and drink, don't make excuses, we all know."

"Hey? Laki, you're talking nonsense. Why do I think about it myself when I have such a happy party? Everyone is happy, right? Happiness is to share with each other." Red hair turned his gaze to Lin Mo who had already gotten up and was about to leave, "Little Bitch, don't you drink it?"

Lin Mo nodded lightly.

"No, you." Redhead laughed, "Hahaha, it seems that your alcohol tolerance is just that. When it comes to drinking, I won, hahaha..."

Lin Mo: “…”
Chapter completed!