High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

"This beast god's avatar is getting more and more troublesome! If the beast god himself comes out, both I and my family will be in danger."

"This time, the Beast God suffered an even greater loss; I'm definitely on his blacklist now."

"We can't just sit here and wait to die; we need to improve our strength as soon as possible."

Chen Mo had a bad feeling; his strength was still too low.

If he hadn't comprehended the laws of space, he would definitely not have been a match for that beast god's avatar.

Chen Mo knew that he was lucky to have killed the Beast God's clone this time.

The opponent's understanding of spatial laws was not as high as his.

If the opponent's spatial law realm is equal to his, then he will be the one to die.

I thought that having reached the Martial King realm in just over two months, I would have the strength to protect myself, but I never expected that the trouble would only get bigger and bigger.

"I should try my best to improve my strength, otherwise, when danger comes, I will only be able to rage helplessly."

Chen Mo knew that the Beast God would not give up easily, and he needed to be strong enough before the Beast God returned.

Chen Mo immediately found a quiet place and absorbed the beast core and soul crystal he had just seized to improve his cultivation level.

While he was immersed in cultivation, things were in an uproar in Linjiang City.

"It's been so long, and the Martial Saint still hasn't returned. Could something have happened to him?"

Some people couldn't help but ask.

The crowd waited for over an hour, completely unaware of the battle between Chen Mo and the Beast God's clone. They were filled with anxiety, wondering what the current situation was.

But upon hearing such unpleasant words from this person, he immediately retorted.

"What kind of jinx are you spouting? How could anything happen to the Martial Saint? You're cursing him, you ungrateful wretch!"

"That's the Martial Saint. He just saved our lives. He's our savior. You actually hope something bad happens to him? You're not human."

"You're asking for a beating, Martial Saint! How could anything possibly happen to you?"

A hot-tempered man stepped forward and slapped the person who had spoken ill of Chen Mo.

"No, no, it wasn't me, I didn't. I really didn't curse the Martial Saint."

"I was wrong, I said the wrong thing, I'm sorry."

The person quickly apologized, but couldn't explain himself.

He was completely disheveled. There was no other way; if he didn't apologize, the people around him were looking at him like he was going to eat him alive, and he couldn't bear the consequences.

"snort!"

This will teach you a lesson: remember, loose lips sink ships.

The crowd began to despise this man and quickly distanced themselves from him.

This person was immediately isolated.

the other side.

The city lord of Yun City, Zhao Tianxiong, and others all looked towards the location where the Fire Emperor was sitting.

She clearly wanted to ask Chen Mo when he would be back.

The Fire Emperor certainly knew what they were asking, but he didn't know either.

How is she supposed to answer these questions?

"When will the Martial Saint return? What's the current situation?"

"Can the Martial Saint defeat the Beast God's avatar?"

"..."

An hour had passed, and everyone couldn't help but start whispering among themselves.

But no one knows the answer.

"General Fire Emperor, shall we go out and take a look? Lord Wu Shuang lured away the Beast God's clone earlier to avoid affecting us. They should have gone outside the city."

At this moment, Zhao Tianxiong came to the Fire Emperor's side and made a suggestion in a low voice.

His words were heard by the City Lord of Yun and the other Martial Kings nearby.

They all chimed in.

"Yes, Lord Fire Emperor. We are safe now. Why don't we go out of the city and take a look? Perhaps we can help Lord Martial Saint."

"Yeah, yeah. There's no point in us staying here and waiting. We might as well go out and see how things are going."

"Should we contact Longdu? We're safe now, we should report back immediately."

Upon hearing this, the Fire Emperor immediately realized what was happening.

"I hadn't thought of it until you mentioned it. This needs to be reported. I'll listen to the phone call. Please be quiet for now."

Fire King immediately took out his phone and dialed the higher-ups, saying that such a big thing had happened and that it had to be reported to the front lines.

The call was quickly connected.

He immediately reported the situation.

The higher-ups were relieved to know they were safe and no one had died.

"You can't help with the battle between martial saints. You should stay in the city and not go out to risk your lives."

"Okay, okay, I understand."

Ten minutes later, Huo Huang hung up the phone.

"We can't go out now. We wouldn't be able to help anyway. Let's wait a little longer; the Martial Saint Wuji will be here soon."

"We'll make arrangements after he arrives."

Upon hearing this, everyone quieted down and obeyed the Fire Emperor's arrangements.

Wuji Martial Saint is one of the top ten strongest warriors of the Xia Kingdom and the founder of Wuji Martial Arts School.

He has held the title of Martial Saint for over a century, and the Wuji Martial Arts School he founded is located in cities and towns throughout the Grand Canyon.

It's safe to say that everyone knows about the Grand Canyon.

Knowing that this martial saint was about to arrive, everyone felt at ease.

of course.

They had not forgotten Chen Mo, the Martial Saint, and secretly prayed for his safe return.

Everyone stood still and waited quietly as time ticked by.

20 minutes passed.

A yellow light suddenly appeared in the sky, streaking across the sky like a shooting star.

next second.

A figure two meters tall, dressed in combat gear, appeared before the Fire Emperor and the others.

"Hey, how come you're all alright? Didn't they say a royal-level ferocious beast appeared here?"

As he spoke, he removed his helmet, revealing his face.

This was a middle-aged man with a square face, a resolute expression, and an unparalleled air of authority.

This person is none other than the famous Wuji Martial Saint Zhang Wuji.

Upon seeing his appearance, the Fire Emperor and the others immediately bowed respectfully.

"Hey, hey, what time is it? Stop bowing! Tell me what happened!"

With a wave of his hand, the Wuji Martial Saint immediately felt an invisible pressure, making it impossible for them to bow.

Upon seeing the Fire Emperor here, he immediately called out his name:

"Little Fire, tell me what exactly happened?"

"Here's what happened, Martial Saint. We were saved by a Martial Saint."

The Fire Emperor immediately recounted the entire incident in detail.

This matter seemed a bit unbelievable to Zhang Wuji. He knew all the martial saints in the Great Xia Kingdom, and he was very familiar with them.

According to the Fire Emperor's description, none of them matched, which puzzled him greatly.

He immediately dismissed the possibility that the person was a martial arts master from another country.

It is impossible for martial saints from other countries to risk their lives to save the people of the Great Xia Kingdom.

They'd rather see more people die in the Great Xia Kingdom, so why would they possibly offer any help?

As a martial saint who participated in governing the country, he had a better understanding of the situation and was very clear about the attitudes of foreign countries towards the Great Xia Kingdom.

"Did you get a good look at his face? What's his name? Where is he from?"

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