High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo drew his wooden sword and turned to look at Wang Yun.

"Thank you, examiner!"

"Haha...why thank me? You earned all of this through your own hard work!"

"By the way, you don't need to call me examiner, just call me Brother Wang!"

"Okay, Brother Wang!" Wang Yun is a martial artist, so getting to know other martial artists is a loss no matter how you look at it.

Chen Mo also knew that the reason Wang Yun treated him so well was because he thought Chen Mo might be a genius and had value.

"Come on, let me tell you about the conditions for a sparring partner."

Wang Yun was about to lead Chen Mo off the stage when he heard Wu Fei's voice:

"etc!"

"Wu Fei, Chen Mo has defeated you and passed the test. Do you have anything else to say?"

Wang Yun frowned slightly, and her goodwill towards Wu Fei decreased considerably.

"Examiner Wang, no, I have no objection to the assessment. I just wanted to say a few words to Chen Mo."

Unlike Li Donghai, I don't think he'll want to have another match, right?

Chen Mo had no such intention. If he were given tens of thousands of yuan, he might consider it.

"Speak your mind."

"I underestimated you just now! Let's have another match another day! I'll definitely beat you then."

"Not interested!"

Chen Mo shook his head. "A loss is a loss. There's no need for excuses. Even if you hadn't been careless, I could still have beaten you!"

"My attacks are faster than yours; you can't defend against them."

"You!" Wu Fei was speechless, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Wang Yun didn't say anything, and led Chen Mo off the stage.

Yes, he had just experienced the speed at which Chen Mo struck. He had barely blocked one move before the next one came, so he didn't have time to defend and Chen Mo found an opening.

This shows that the other person's basic swordsmanship is truly perfected, and I, having reached a high level of mastery, am naturally no match for them.

Is there really such a big difference between "great achievement" and "perfection"?

This reminded him of what his martial arts teacher at school had said: "Mastery and perfection are not even in the same league."

Great mastery is merely proficiency, but it still has flaws. Perfection, on the other hand, has become instinctive and has no flaws.

He hadn't quite understood the difference between "great accomplishment" and "perfection" before, but now he finally did.

I finally understand that there are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding.

This further fueled his fighting spirit.

Reflecting on his actions, Wu Fei felt somewhat ashamed, so he quickly stepped off the stage and went to Chen Mo's side:

"Chen Mo, I'm sorry, I apologize for my rudeness just now, please forgive me!"

Both Chen Mo and Wang Yun looked at Wu Fei with surprise.

Wu Fei's face flushed slightly, and his ears felt hot, but he forced himself to speak:

"I have realized my mistake. There are always people better than me, and I will correct it in the future."

He was also from an ordinary family and knew that he couldn't offend martial artists or narrow his own path.

"Alright, since you've sincerely apologized, I'll forgive you! If you want to improve your swordsmanship, you can choose my sparring partner."

Chen Mo said with a smile, "I haven't even become an official sparring partner yet, and I'm already starting to lose."

"Thank you, I'll consider it!" Wu Fei's tense heart immediately relaxed after being forgiven. He was also afraid that a genius like Chen Mo would have designs on him.

The reason he didn't agree was naturally because he was short of money.

"Hahaha......"

Wang Yun couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Chen Mo, you really know how to attract business!"

"I have no choice, I need to make money too."

Chen Mo said frankly.

Chen Mo's honesty surprised Wang Yun, but he didn't say anything more.

After signing and stamping the assessment form, Chen Mo was asked to register his training information on the Wuji APP.

"There are many different kinds of sparring orders. Clients post orders and sparring partners accept them. Some martial arts schools post specific orders, while others are pre-booked. You just need to register your free time so that the martial arts school can send you orders."

Through Wang Yun's explanation, Chen Mo also understood the requirements and tasks of a sparring partner.

Chen Mo's basic swordsmanship is perfected; the price is 500 per hour, with the martial arts school taking a 1% cut.

If a customer gives a tip, the cost goes to the coach.

Chen Mo was very satisfied with this offer. There were no obligations, the commission was low, and it even provided a job where he could earn money.

After thanking Wang Yun, Chen Mo left the assessment area and went to Jiang Tao's training room.

As he walked, he kept his head down, working on his information.

Considering his school schedule, Chen Mo spends an hour every evening, except for weekends, as a practice partner.

On weekends, it's eight hours. Anyway, being a sparring partner can increase his proficiency in martial arts, so he's not afraid of wasting time.

He's going to take an order this afternoon.

He glanced at the client's requirements, most of which were for training in basic martial arts to a high level. If he took the order, he would only get two hundred yuan per hour.

He wanted to see if there were any orders that required mastery of basic martial arts skills.

He found it by searching for keywords.

"Seventh-rank Martial Apprentice or higher, below Martial Artist, with basic martial arts skills at their peak. What's the requirement of being at least a seventh-rank Martial Apprentice?"

Chen Mo was not yet a seventh-rank martial apprentice, and he was a little upset, but he wanted to make money, so he left a message above:

"I am only a sixth-rank martial apprentice, but my basic swordsmanship is perfect. If needed, you can make an appointment on my homepage."

Afterwards, he looked at other orders with lower requirements; there were still quite a few orders due this afternoon.

With no worries about not having orders, Chen Mo felt relieved. If Perfect didn't come to him with orders, he would take Dacheng's orders.

Even a few mosquitoes are still meat.

Chen Mo didn't look down on small amounts of money. Even if it was two hundred yuan an hour, there were several hours in the afternoon, and with a little effort, he could earn more than a thousand yuan.

Before he knew it, he arrived at the door of Jiang Tao's training room. Chen Mo closed the Wuji APP, entered the password, and the door of the training room opened automatically.

The training room can be booked through the Wuji APP. After a successful booking, the password will be automatically changed and sent to the user within a specified time.

Chen Mo naturally knew the password. After entering the room, he saw Jiang Tao practicing his swordsmanship.

Jiang Tao didn't notice Chen Mo coming in; he was completely focused on practicing his swordsmanship.

Glancing at the time, Chen Mo realized he still had half an hour left in the training room, so he decided not to waste any more time and began practicing his basic sword techniques.

He wanted to know as soon as possible what the next stage of perfection was.

His intuition told him that in the next realm, his swordsmanship would undergo a qualitative change.

This way, he can fight against martial artists even without internal energy.

Repairing his dantian was impossible in a short time, so Chen Mo could only continuously enhance his combat power.

Once his combat strength is enough to rival that of a martial artist, he can leave the city to hunt ferocious beasts, gather rare and precious materials, and change his family's fortunes.

With his swordsmanship at the pinnacle of perfection, Chen Mo wielded his sword with effortless ease, switching between attack and defense in an instant, and executing various combos with ease.

After practicing the basic sword techniques once, Chen Mo found that he had gained a little more insight, which was obviously due to his talent.

At the same time, he also realized that even if one's swordsmanship skills are perfected, adjustments are needed in different situations.

Perfection of a fixed move is merely a rigid perfection, not true perfection.