High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

"Beep beep beep..."

"The target is moving north. Give chase at full speed! We absolutely cannot let that Xia person escape back to the Xia Kingdom!"

"yes!"

Just as Chen Mo was about to travel through space to reach the secret realm of India, he subconsciously scanned the area with his mental power and noticed someone fleeing to the north. At the same time, he heard the words of the pursuers behind him.

"People from Great Xia? Could they be powerful experts from Great Xia who were sent out?"

Chen Mo immediately stopped tearing through space. With a thought, he teleported to the person from the so-called Great Xia Kingdom, placed his hand on the man's shoulder, and the man was immediately unable to move.

The man from the Great Xia Kingdom was startled, his expression changing drastically. He quickly regained his senses, his killing intent surging. He spat at Chen Mo beside him and shouted viciously:

"Damn you three! You actually fell into their trap. What a fucking bastard!"

"You son of a bitch, now that you've caught me, you can do whatever you want with me, kill me or torture me, it's all up to you. If I even flinch, I'm not a citizen of the Great Xia Kingdom!"

At the same time, he frantically circulated his cultivation technique, attempting a final struggle and madness, intending to self-destruct if all else failed.

Ahhh...

He was seething with frustration, feeling incredibly unlucky. He was only a quarter of the way from home when he was caught!

I didn't even get the message back, it's so frustrating!

The saliva he spat out flew towards Chen Mo, but it hit a transparent barrier ten centimeters in front of Chen Mo and evaporated instantly.

Chen Mo instinctively frowned, but upon hearing the other person's words and sensing their impending desperate act, he regained his composure.

Not bad. He didn't embarrass the people of Great Xia. He has backbone and the determination to die for his country. He's a good comrade!

With a thought from Chen Mo, the opponent's frantically circulating true essence suddenly stopped, rendering it unable to self-destruct.

"Damn it..." The Great Xia warrior, who had been captured by Chen Mo, was about to curse when he felt a surge of rich true energy flowing into his body, rapidly repairing it.

"hiss!"

The unprecedented speed of recovery made him gasp in astonishment; in the blink of an eye, he felt himself back to his peak condition.

At the same time, a big question popped into his mind: why would this person who captured him heal his wounds?

He quickly turned his head to see who it was, and just then, an arrogant and haughty voice rang out:

"Hahaha....."

"Finally found you! People of Great Xia, how dare you! You're not running away anymore, are you planning to fight us to the death?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen Indians surrounded Chen Mo and the Great Xia warrior, all staring at them with the eyes of people looking at dead men.

One of them stepped forward two steps; he was clearly their captain, the one who had spoken earlier.

He glanced at Chen Mo and his companion with disdain, and sneered:

"Oh, I knew it! Why did we stop? Turns out someone was there to meet us! Perfect, since we're here, let's stay together!"

At this moment, the Great Xia warrior had already seen Chen Mo's youthful face; he was simply too young!

Upon hearing the Indian captain's words, his expression turned extremely grim, and he immediately used telepathy to communicate with Chen Mo:

"Young man, I don't know who you are, but you saved me at this time, so you are my benefactor. You must be from the Great Xia Kingdom, right?"

"Don't say anything now. I'll give you a chance to escape north and return to the Great Xia Kingdom!"

"If you have the chance, please pass on a message to us: we were attacked in India, we did our best, but we were unable to complete the mission, and we have let the country down."

"Watch closely, you only have one chance. You're young, you absolutely cannot die here!"

The speed of telepathic communication is extremely fast; in just an instant, the words that need to be said are finished.

After transmitting his voice, he severed the connection, his killing intent surging, his gaze fixed intently on the Indian captain:

"Bryce, you son of a bitch, you chased me all the way from the secret realm to here, you chased me for 10 kilometers, you're a real dog, you won't let go of me."

"Is he crazy?! If you're so tough, come and fight me one-on-one. If I don't beat the shit out of you, I'll change my surname to yours."

His intention was to provoke Bryce, but his provocation did not work.

Bryce maintained his arrogant expression, looking down at Chen Mo and the other man with disdain.

"Zhang Jingzhong, now that things are at their most critical, you still dare to challenge me? Where do you get the courage?"

"Hahaha, you're dreaming. To deal with you evil people of the Great Xia Kingdom, you should use any means necessary."

"Later I'm going to drag you back to my laboratory and let you experience a thousand kinds of torture before finally offering you up to our Lord Ox God. I'll let you know that invading our Indian country will result in a death without a burial place."

"You! Bryce, you're asking for death!" Zhang Jingzhong's anger erupted, his true energy bursting forth and covering his entire body, the killing intent in his eyes almost solidifying into a tangible form.

The longer it drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for our side. Zhang Jingzhong doesn't want to delay any longer, but he needs to act immediately.

At the same time, he telepathically told Chen Mo, "We need to seize the opportunity later!"

"Need not!"

Hearing those two words abruptly startled Zhang Jingzhong, and his expression immediately turned even more grim.

"What nonsense are you spouting? I'm trying to create an opportunity for you. The other side has four Martial Venerables and more than a dozen Martial Saints. I'm just a Martial Venerable. If no one tries to create an opportunity for you, do you think you can escape?"

"You'd better just listen to me obediently. I'll cover your retreat and don't cause me any trouble. If you stay behind, we'll both die."

"I'm trying to give you a chance, do you know that?"

The last sound was almost a shout, filled with disappointment and frustration.

"Brother Zhang, don't worry, I'll take good care of myself. As for those Indians, I can easily wipe them out."

"Don't talk big! You're so young, you're at most a Martial Saint, which is nothing in their eyes."

Zhang Jingzhong didn't believe Chen Mo's words at all and kept urging Chen Mo to listen to him, saying that they must escape when they had the chance.

Helpless, Chen Mo remained silent.

"Fuck!"

A furious curse caused the two to immediately sever their telepathic communication.

Bryce's face turned extremely ugly. His previously maniacal laughter became grotesque, and his large yellow teeth were exposed, making his mouth look like it was filled with excrement.

"Get him! He's still using telepathy right in front of me, he doesn't take me seriously at all."

"I'd like to see what your plans are to escape my grasp."

At Bryce's command, the powerful figures who had surrounded Chen Mo and his companion swarmed forward.

They unleashed a variety of attacks on them, aiming straight for their vital points.

Zhang Jingzhong erupted in rage, and his true energy surged once more, forming a spherical membrane that spread to Chen Mo's vicinity.

A layer of transparent true energy enveloped the two of them, forming a protective barrier.