High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

Chen Mo was helpless and had to coax and plead with his father to let go of his hand.

After letting go, Chen Mingyuan sat down next to him, his eyes fixed on Chen Mo.

Chen Mo's senses had become very sharp, and being stared at made him somewhat uncomfortable.

"Dad, I've already told you I won't do anything foolish. I've accepted reality. Can you please stop watching me so closely?"

"No, I'm not comfortable with that."

"Fine, go ahead and look!"

Chen Mo didn't dwell on it. He silently ordered the panel to open, and a semi-transparent panel appeared before his eyes.

[Host: Chen Mo]

[Talent: Heaven rewards diligence (you reap what you sow, and one certificate proves it forever)]

[Realm: Fifth-Rank Martial Apprentice (Dantian Shattered) Health: 51 Spirit: 99.1]

[Exercise: Basic Stance Training (172/200)]

【武技：基础拳法小成（42/200）基础刀法小成（33/200）基础身法入门（89/100）】

General proficiency points: 0

He glanced at it and noticed that the panel had changed; his mental strength had increased from 99 to 99.1, a rise of 0.1.

Chen Mo immediately began to investigate why his mental strength was increasing.

The moment this thought crossed my mind, a line of gold text appeared at the bottom of the panel:

"Your mental strength has increased by 0.1 through mental training."

It turned out to be the case.

Chen Mo quickly understood what had happened. He had just activated his mental perception, consuming a large amount of mental energy to achieve the effect of mental strength training.

Upon seeing this, Chen Mo was overjoyed!

This shows that the panel worked and that the plugin was effective.

In that case, a shattered dantian is a trivial matter in my eyes!

Talent comes into play; even if one cannot become a martial artist, one can still cultivate mental strength, allowing it to grow infinitely, thus becoming a powerful individual.

Psychic power, or spiritual awareness, is extremely important in any power system.

Chen Mo guessed that for those at the martial arts level or above, their mental strength must have reached a certain value; otherwise, it would be impossible to reach that level.

Therefore, mental strength is extremely important.

Once one's mental strength reaches a certain level, one can lift objects, and then one can use weapons such as flying needles and throwing knives.

If you are strong enough, you can also kill ferocious beasts.

Moreover, he also thought that the scenes of flying on swords in the cultivation novels of his previous life could be achieved if he worked hard for ten or twenty years.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo felt even better.

Now that he was lying in bed with nothing to do, Chen Mo closed his eyes and began to train his mental strength to increase it.

Chen Mingyuan, whose eyes were fixed on his son, saw the corners of his son's mouth turn up and assumed that his son was thinking about the destruction of his dantian and was becoming somewhat crazy.

He wanted to comfort his son and tell him not to think about the dantian anymore.

But he couldn't bring himself to say it.

Talking about the dantian is like rubbing salt into his son's wounds; saying more might upset him.

He still harbors resentment about it to this day, let alone the person involved.

Chen Mingyuan felt extremely guilty. He hated himself for being incompetent, for not being a martial artist, and for the injustice of fate.

But what can we do?

That's fate!

He's already over forty, how can he not accept his fate?

Seeing his son close his eyes, Chen Mingyuan sighed heavily. He thought, "He's just an ordinary person, but thankfully my son was saved."

He didn't know what to do if his son couldn't be saved.

Chen Mo, who was using his mental perception, naturally saw the change in his father's expression. He had already said it many times, but his father did not believe him, so he could not say it again.

Without the control panel, he probably wouldn't be able to accept it for a while, but he wouldn't try to kill himself. He'd rather be alive than die; he still has family.

"Dad, I will definitely become a martial artist!"

Chen Mo stopped thinking about it and began to carefully observe everything he could perceive with his mental power.

He is acutely aware of everything within his perception range, including the flow of air during breathing, changes in ambient temperature, air humidity, the shape of objects, and even tiny dust particles.

Just like a 3D model, it appears in my mind.

This perceptual ability is even better than the eyes; it can perceive things that the eyes cannot see.

"If the range were a bit larger, it could be used in combat to anticipate the enemy's moves! What a pity..."

Soon after, Chen Mo felt a sharp pain in his brain and his consciousness became somewhat hazy, but he still managed to hold on for two seconds.

He only withdrew his mental perception after the notification appeared on the panel.

"Perform one mental training session, mental strength +0.1".

The mental strength on the panel also changed to 99.2.

Only then was Chen Mo satisfied, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The panel can appear either in front of your eyes or in your mind; however, to make it appear in your mind, you need to close your eyes.

"Xiao Mo, what's wrong?"

Seeing Chen Mo frown, Chen Mingyuan immediately asked anxiously, "Is your wound hurting? I'll go find a doctor to take a look."

"Dad, I'm fine. The doctor said this pain is normal and I don't need to go."

Chen Mo quickly stopped him.

"Are you really alright?"

"I'm really fine!"

Chen Mingyuan really wanted to see a doctor, but he was afraid that his son would disappear if he left.

So, I pressed the call button.

Chen Mo couldn't stop him; his father wouldn't feel at ease unless the doctor came.

We can only let him be.

Soon, the attending physician, Li Hui, arrived. After listening to Chen Mingyuan's account of Chen Mo's condition, he examined Chen Mo again.

"The patient has no abnormalities. The pain in the wound is normal. If the pain becomes severe, please let me know."

Hearing Dr. Li's words, Chen Mingyuan felt relieved and quickly thanked the doctor.

After the doctor left, Chen Mo spoke:

"Dad, I told you everything was fine, now you believe me, right?"

"Yes, I believe you! Xiao Mo, Dad was wrong."

"No, Dad, I know you're just worried about me."

After this conversation, the father and son's relationship improved even more.

The two started chatting and laughing.

After a while, Chen Mingyuan's phone rang. It was a video call from Lin Fang. After answering, Chen Mingyuan handed the phone to Chen Mo.

"How is your son now? Is he feeling any better?"

"I'm much better! Mom, don't worry about me. It's only two o'clock in the afternoon. I heard from Dad that you didn't sleep at all last night. Why don't you rest a little longer?"

"Mom has rested well and isn't tired at all! What would you like to eat tonight? I'll go buy groceries and cook it for you in a bit."

Chen Mo couldn't believe Lin Fang's words at all; he had seen the fatigue on her face and the bloodshot in her eyes.

Although he wore some makeup to cover his dark circles, he could still tell.

"Mom, I like whatever you make." Knowing that he couldn't persuade his mother to rest, Chen Mo didn't try to persuade her.

"Brother, brother, it's me, Wan'er! Can you see me?"

Suddenly, Chen Mo's younger sister, Chen Wan'er, appeared in front of the camera. Upon seeing his adorable sister, Chen Mo immediately smiled and said:

"Wan'er, your brother sees you. Did you miss your brother at home?"

"Yes, yes, brother, Wan'er misses you so much! Mom said you're sick. If you need a doctor, be a good boy and take your medicine and get your injections properly so you can get better quickly."

"Yes, brother will listen to Wan'er!"

The two siblings chatted happily, and for a moment, Chen Wan'er's laughter filled the ward.