High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

Upon hearing that he was a psychic martial artist, Liu Jianyun's gaze towards Chen Mo softened considerably.

"Old Ma, psychic martial artists are rare. If we pass the martial artist certification later, I need to report to the guild leader!"

"That's no problem. However, Chen Mo's situation is a bit special. His lower dantian is ruined. Although it won't prevent him from becoming a psychic martial artist, the lack of a lower dantian will affect his future cultivation level."

Ma Siming looked at Chen Mo with regret. If Chen Mo's dantian were intact, he would definitely be a grandmaster!

"What? Your dantian is ruined? What happened?"

"Here's what happened!" Ma Siming briefly explained Chen Mo's experience.

After hearing this, Liu Jianyun erupted in anger, his murderous intent fully revealed:

"They're asking for it! These people deserve to die! They actually dared to assassinate a genius of Great Xia! If I find out who it was, I'll fucking tear them all to pieces!"

The sword aura that was released unintentionally made Chen Mo feel a chill. Unlike his saber aura, this sword aura contained endless killing intent, making Chen Mo feel as if he saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

However, Principal Ma Siming quickly blocked the sword strike for Chen Mo:

"Old Liu, what are you doing! Didn't you notice the child is here? Don't you know how powerful your sword strike is? Luckily I was here!"

"Otherwise, you would have turned Chen Mo into an idiot!"

"I'm sorry! Lao Ma, Chen Mo, I acted impulsively!" Liu Jianyun immediately withdrew his sword stance and apologized sheepishly.

"Chen Mo, don't blame Lao Liu. He's a bit impatient and hates evil. He was very angry after hearing your story, which is why he unintentionally released his sword aura!"

Ma Siming was worried that Chen Mo would misunderstand Liu Jianyun and think that Liu Jianyun was targeting Chen Mo, so he quickly explained.

"Principal, I know! Director Liu's swordsmanship is truly formidable; I felt as if I were witnessing mountains of corpses and seas of blood!"

Chen Mo naturally did not resent Liu Jianyun for this; on the contrary, he admired him somewhat. The murderous aura in the sword technique must have been formed by hunting a large number of ferocious beasts.

Moreover, through his behavior, Chen Mo knew that Liu Jianyun was a person with his own principles, not the kind of person who would do anything for profit.

"Hahaha!" Hearing Chen Mo's compliment, Liu Jianyun couldn't help but laugh, and his impression of Chen Mo improved even more.

"Chen Mo, I will also help investigate this matter. We absolutely cannot let those people get away with it!"

"Thank you, Director Liu!"

"Don't mention it. Old Ma is my friend, and his problems are my problems! You are a genius of Great Xia, the hope for the future. We can't just stand by and watch you be harmed!"

"Alright, Lao Liu, we need to take this step slowly. Let's test it first!"

"Yes, let's test it first! Come on! Follow me to the testing room!"

The three then headed to the testing room.

The testing room was still on the sixth floor, separated by two rooms.

Soon, the three entered the testing room.

Chen Mo saw that the sign on the door read "Mental Testing Room".

Upon entering the room, the furnishings were very simple. In the center of the spacious room, there was a round table with a transparent crystal ball about the size of a football on it.

"This is a crystal ball for testing mental strength. It's extremely rare; each city's martial arts guild only has one."

"The test is very simple. Just touch the crystal ball with both hands and infuse it with your mental energy, and it will show how much mental energy you have."

"A score over one hundred makes you a first-grade psychic martial artist, and two hundred makes you a second-grade. Chen Mo, based on your current level, you should be a little over one hundred, making you a first-grade psychic martial artist."

Liu Jianyun pointed to the crystal ball and spoke slowly.

"Has the test started?" Chen Mo naturally knew his own mental strength and how much he could control the output. He was relieved that it wasn't one of those crystal balls that automatically absorbed mental strength.

Otherwise, my mental strength will be exposed.

"Sure! Oh, by the way, I need to tell you that the test needs to be recorded and sent to headquarters. Because psychic martial artists are extremely rare. Every psychic martial artist has a much higher chance of becoming a grandmaster than an ordinary martial artist, so the guild highly values ​​psychic martial artists!"

"Of course, every psychic martial artist will receive a reward after passing the test and being certified as a martial artist. We will not treat you unfairly."

"Okay, I understand, Director Liu." Chen Mo nodded. He naturally knew that this was the only way to ensure fairness and prevent anyone from engaging in underhanded dealings.

"Alright, let's begin the test!"

"Um!"

Chen Mo stretched out his hands, placed them on the crystal ball, and slowly channeled his mental energy into it.

Suddenly, a blue number appeared in the center of the crystal ball, slowly pulsating:

"13, 16, 24....."

Ma Siming looked calmly at the numbers on the crystal ball, while Liu Jianyun was very nervous. Although he knew his old friend wouldn't lie to him, he couldn't put his mind at ease without seeing how much mental strength Chen Mo truly possessed.

Every time the numbers jumped, his heart pounded.

"Faster, faster, rise!"

"90! 93, 94..."

Liu Jianyun kept silently repeating the numbers on the crystal ball in his mind.

Seeing the number about to exceed one hundred, Ma Siming couldn't help but feel nervous.

Even though I knew it would be over a hundred, I still got nervous when I actually saw it.

Once the number exceeded one hundred, both of them breathed a sigh of relief; this was a sign of a telekinetic martial artist.

Chen Mo's final mental strength score was 134.

His mental strength is 1345, and revealing one-tenth of it is just right.

"One hundred and thirty-four! That's over one hundred and thirty! Unbelievable!"

Liu Jianyun was extremely excited, "Old Ma, we've struck gold!"

Ma Siming smiled with satisfaction: "Haha, I really have a good eye for talent!"

As he spoke, he patted Chen Mo on the shoulder and exclaimed, "Not bad, very good. You've become a first-grade psychic martial artist in less than two weeks since your awakening! You're truly a prodigy!"

"What?! Two weeks! This..." Liu Jianyun was so shocked that his mouth dropped open, and his mind went blank.

For an ordinary person, breaking through to the Martial Artist level after more than ten years of cultivation is already considered genius, but Chen Mo has only been awakened for two weeks and is already a first-grade Psychic Martial Artist.

This is simply monstrous!

He knew that it took at least three months for a psychic martial artist to go from awakening to becoming a first-grade practitioner.

Chen Mo only had two weeks.

He didn't know what to say!

Shocking!

"Hehe..." Chen Mo didn't know what to say, so he scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.

Is this what makes someone a monster?

If I were to expose all my mental power, wouldn't that turn the world upside down?

Of course, he cannot be exposed.

Once exposed, both the higher-ups of the Great Xia Dynasty and the Abyss Church will take action against him.

Although he believed that the higher-ups of Da Xia wanted to cultivate him, he couldn't guard against those hiding in the shadows.

He is still a weakling. He can kill a martial arts master by catching them off guard, but he cannot kill a grand martial arts master, let alone a grandmaster or a master above that level.

Even a martial arts master has many tricks up his sleeve. Once someone gets close, he's like a fish on a chopping board, completely at their mercy.