High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Following the address on the list, Chen Mo arrived at a training room on the 18th floor of Wuji Martial Arts Hall.

During lunch, he received an appointment from the client who wanted to master the basic martial arts skills.

"18-001, this is it!"

After confirming that this was the training room, Chen Mo pressed the doorbell.

"Ding-dong!"

The doorbell rang once, and soon the door opened automatically.

Looking inside, Chen Mo was also taken aback.

He saw someone he never expected—the school beauty, Li Mengxue.

Li Mengxue has delicate features, without a trace of makeup, and wears a white, fitted leotard that accentuates her perfect figure.

She was even more beautiful than any female celebrity Chen Mo had ever seen in his previous life. However, he was only slightly taken aback before he came to his senses.

It wasn't that he was attracted to women, but rather that he knew what he needed.

Suddenly, Chen Mo felt a pang of regret. If he had known the client was Li Mengxue, he wouldn't have wanted to take the order.

After all, his dantian might have been destroyed because of her.

However, since the order has already been accepted, we have no choice but to continue.

If I cancel the order and anger this young lady, I won't have a good outcome either.

"Hello, I'm Chen Mo, the sparring partner you hired!"

"Please come in!"

Li Mengxue parted her thin lips slightly, uttered two words, and turned to lead the way.

Meeting Chen Mo's clear gaze, Li Mengxue felt much better, but she still maintained a cold attitude.

It wasn't just an act; she had always been this way.

Upon entering the cultivation room, Chen Mo immediately felt that the air was much fresher.

The training room was about the size of a basketball court, with various alloy mannequins in one corner and two weapon racks next to it displaying various weapons.

Li Mengxue had a cold expression, but Chen Mo didn't pay it any mind. After putting the things away, he spoke:

"I'll go get the weapons, let's begin now."

"good!"

Li Mengxue responded with a "good," picked up the wooden sword, walked to the center of the training room, and waited quietly for Chen Mo.

She was somewhat pleased with Chen Mo's attitude.

He didn't look at her with lustful eyes, nor did he try to find topics to please her, nor did he inquire about her.

Soon, Chen Mo took the wooden sword and stood five meters away from Li Mengxue, holding the sword.

"I'm ready, let's begin!"

"good!"

Li Mengxue didn't waste any more words and attacked Chen Mo with her sword.

In an instant, the sound of swords clashing rang out.

"Jingle bells..."

Both of them were quite surprised.

To Li Mengxue's surprise, Chen Mo's basic swordsmanship was truly at the perfect level; he was only a sixth-rank martial apprentice, yet he could withstand her full-force attack as a ninth-rank martial apprentice.

Chen Mo was a formidable opponent, so her attacks became even more ferocious.

Li Mengxue's performance showed Chen Mo that even among ninth-rank martial arts apprentices, there are different levels.

Wu Fei, a ninth-rank martial arts apprentice, couldn't withstand five moves from Chen Mo, but Li Mengxue, also a ninth-rank martial arts apprentice, had already exchanged more than a dozen blows with Chen Mo.

Through the battle, Chen Mo also discovered his weaknesses: his strength and speed were lacking. If it weren't for his mental perception that allowed him to make accurate predictions, the battle would have been even more difficult, and he would have ultimately lost.

However, Li Mengxue's swordsmanship was not yet perfect. Although she put pressure on Chen Mo, she could not defeat him.

After thirty moves, Chen Mo seized an opening in Li Mengxue's defense and successfully won the match.

"You flatter me!"

Chen Mo bowed slightly.

"Um!"

Li Mengxue stood there, reflecting on the battle that had just taken place and summarizing her shortcomings.

Chen Mo knew that his skill level and movement techniques were holding him back, so he made up his mind to improve his proficiency in stance training and movement techniques.

A short while later, Li Mengxue looked up at Chen Mo:

"Again!"

"good!"

The next second, the training room was filled with the clanging and clattering sounds of objects.

Not long after, Li Mengxue lost again!

The fight between the two was extremely intense, with both giving it their all. Within just a few minutes, both of them were already sweating.

Chen Mo also realized that Li Mengxue wanted to use him to break through to perfection in her basic swordsmanship.

That's why they went all out, which made things tough for Chen Mo.

Chen Mo was three minor realms lower than her, and his strength and endurance were inferior to hers.

Chen Mo was already sweating slightly, but Li Mengxue remained full of energy.

This can't go on. If I keep doing this, I'll collapse from exhaustion in less than an hour.

Chen Mo didn't want his first training session to run into problems.

"Li Mengxue, I have a suggestion. There's no need to go all out in sparring. Since you want to improve your swordsmanship, let's compete using pure technique. What do you say?"

Li Mengxue did not agree immediately, but instead asked:

"How can you improve your swordsmanship without giving it your all?"

Whether it's her teachers, tutors, or family members, they all say that only by giving it her all can she possibly break through to perfection in her basic swordsmanship.

She had also heard that people only gain profound insights when they are facing life and death.

If her family hadn't stopped her, she would have wanted to test her swordsmanship on a ferocious beast.

Seeing Li Mengxue's puzzled expression, Chen Mo sighed inwardly, guessing that perhaps those teachers had instilled some strange ideas in her.

However, instead of asking questions, he patiently explained.

"Before martial arts are perfected, they are still techniques, which require skill. Brute force alone cannot break through them; enlightenment is required."

"Take me for example. My skill level is lower than yours, but I've still managed to perfect my basic swordsmanship. During our fight just now, I also noticed some issues, let me point them out to you!"

Then, Chen Mo pointed out the problem he had just discovered.

Upon hearing this, Li Mengxue realized that Chen Mo's words were exactly what she had been trying to understand.

After Chen Mo explained it this way, she suddenly understood.

"Thank you, Chen Mo!"

After saying thank you, Li Mengxue started practicing on her own.

Chen Mo stepped aside and watched Li Mengxue practice her sword.

Li Mengxue's movements were agile and graceful, her sword strikes swift as the wind, like a snow-white butterfly dancing gracefully.

Chen Mo remained calm and clear-eyed, unmoved by the beautiful scenery before him.

The butterfly dances, yet each strike is deadly.

After a while, Li Mengxue finished her practice and found that her swordsmanship had improved slightly, which made her very happy.

"Chen Mo, thank you for your guidance; it has improved my swordsmanship!"

Li Mengxue was in a good mood and unconsciously smiled, a stark contrast to her icy demeanor just moments before.

Chen Mo was almost attracted by her smile, but luckily he had enough self-control.

"You're welcome, I'm just relieving myself of work stress!"

Chen Mo wasn't lying. If he didn't tell her, Li Mengxue wouldn't correct her problem so quickly, and then he would have to fight her with all his might.

He's the one who's going to collapse from exhaustion now.

"Really?" A sly glint flashed in Li Mengxue's eyes. "My swordsmanship has just improved. Will you practice with me to solidify it?"

"what?"

Chen Mo was dumbfounded. He hadn't expected that not only would the workload not be reduced, but it would actually increase it.

"Don't want to? You're my sparring partner!"

Li Mengxue said proudly.