High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

Chen Mo and Lin Xiaoyan turned their heads and saw Song Hao attacking them. Chen Mo was about to push Lin Xiaoyan away, but Lin Xiaoyan was stunned. She did not expect Song Hao to launch a sneak attack.

In that split second, Chen Mo only saw a figure flash before his eyes, followed by Zhao Qiankun's sharp shout:

"Song Hao, what are you doing?"

Song Hao was seen to be firmly gripped by Zhao Qiankun's shoulders, unable to move.

Chen Mo quickly withdrew his hand. Fortunately, he hadn't made a move, or he would have touched Lin Xiaoyan.

Upon hearing Zhao Qiankun's voice, everyone snapped out of their daze, but none of them dared to utter a sound, simply watching silently.

In an instant, he was caught.

Song Hao broke out in a cold sweat. The moment he was caught, he came to his senses.

He had personally experienced the terror of martial artists.

"Teacher, I...I..."

Song Hao didn't know what to say, so he lowered his head, not daring to look at Zhao Qiankun, his body trembling slightly.

He attacked Chen Mo just now because he was enraged and lost his temper, which is something Zhao Qiankun didn't want to see.

It should be noted that Zhao Qiankun always taught his students that it was okay for classmates to spar, but they should not resort to sneak attacks.

Now, he has broken a taboo.

His silence didn't mean Zhao Qiankun would let him off so easily:

"Song Hao, how many times have I told you! You can't ambush other students! What are you trying to do now?! This is a violation of school rules, and the consequences will be very serious!"

"What grievances do you have against Chen Mo? If you want to spar, you can tell me, and I'll arrange a fair competition for you."

"You've disappointed me greatly!"

Zhao Qiankun wouldn't say anything about students dating, but attacking someone is a serious matter.

If Song Hao violates school rules and injures Chen Mo, he will at least receive a major demerit, be recorded in his file, and it will affect his admission to the martial arts exam and his future life.

Song Hao's heart pounded. Hearing Zhao Qiankun say that he could challenge Chen Mo, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Zhao Qiankun, and said loudly:

"Teacher, I want to fight Chen Mo!"

After saying that, he stared intently at Zhao Qiankun, waiting for his answer.

Seeing Song Hao's behavior, Zhao Qiankun knew that if he didn't agree to Song Hao's request, Song Hao would continue to cause trouble for Chen Mo.

This will affect Chen Mo's cultivation.

It would be far too simplistic of her to agree to Song Hao's request so easily.

"A duel is fine, but only after Chen Mo and Lin Xiaoyan have sparred. Also, you made a mistake this time, and will be dealt with according to school rules. Since I stopped you in time, you must apologize to Chen Mo and compensate him for this month's worth of school training resources!"

In addition to one Qi and Blood Pill per month, the school also provides cultivation resources, including time allotted for using the cultivation rooms.

This training room is much better than ordinary training rooms. It not only has automatic training dummies, but also instructional videos.

Most importantly, these cultivation rooms are imbued with spiritual energy, which can accelerate the cultivation process.

However, each student only has one hour a day.

To gain more training time, you need to become stronger; the stronger you are, the more training time you will have.

The top ten students in the school can spend all day in cultivation.

Song Tao, the top student in Class 3, spends two hours a day in the training room.

If it weren't for the two hours of cultivation time he had every day, his cultivation speed wouldn't have been so fast.

The construction of a cultivation room is extremely expensive, and it is rare for individuals to build one. Even Song Hao's family does not have such a cultivation room.

Of course, martial arts schools and martial arts guilds both have such training rooms. Martial arts schools charge money, five hundred per hour, while martial arts guilds require martial artists to use them.

Finally, there are foods to replenish energy.

These resources are good enough for ordinary students, but not much for people like Song Hao.

Therefore, Song Hao readily agreed:

"Okay, teacher, I promise."

He usually goes to the martial arts gym to train, which costs only a thousand yuan for two hours.

He didn't care about the school's resources.

Zhao Qiankun knew that such a punishment was a bit lenient, but since Song Hao's sneak attack had failed, this was the only option.

"good!"

Zhao Qiankun nodded, released Song Hao, and turned to look at Chen Mo:

"Chen Mo, what's your opinion? If you have any complaints, please let us know."

"Teacher, I have no objections. I just hope that Song Hao won't cause me any more trouble after the match."

This punishment is sufficient.

Chen Mo didn't want to put his teacher in a difficult position; he just didn't want to be targeted by Song Hao's family.

"No! I promise!"

Zhao Qiankun understood Chen Mo's thoughts and gave him a reassuring look.

Although he didn't say anything, Chen Mo understood.

Thus, the duel between the two was settled.

Song Hao apologized and, after being transferred from the cultivation room to Chen Mo, converted the Qi and Blood Pills, which could not be traded, along with other resources, into money for Chen Mo.

After it was over, Lin Xiaoyan had rested enough, and she stepped forward:

"Chen Mo, teacher, I have fully recovered and we can begin our sparring now."

Chen Mo looked at Lin Xiaoyan, who was full of energy and looked eager, smiled, and then looked at Zhao Qiankun.

Zhao Qiankun glanced at Lin Xiaoyan and nodded:

"Alright, get ready, we're about to start sparring."

Chen Mo and Lin Xiaoyan then set off to retrieve their respective weapons—wooden swords provided by the school.

Upon arriving at the competition platform, the two sides stood facing each other, ten meters apart.

"Chen Mo, I won't hold back!" Lin Xiaoyan was full of fighting spirit, yet also revealed a hint of playfulness.

Seeing the playfulness in Lin Xiaoyan's eyes, Chen Mo also smiled:

"Alright, bring it on. Don't cry if you lose!"

"How could that be! Chen Mo, you're underestimating me! In the past three years, I've lost countless times, but I haven't cried. You'll regret it if you underestimate me!"

Lin Xiaoyan's cheeks flushed slightly. She felt that Chen Mo was teasing her. Her tone was a mixture of anger, shyness, and fighting spirit.

Hearing their conversation from below the stage, Song Hao's anger flared up again.

They were actually flirting on the competition stage! Damn it, he couldn't stand it.

He was about to remind the teacher when he heard the teacher's voice:

"Are you ready?"

"Ready!" *2!

"Okay! Let's begin!"

Chen Mo and Lin Xiaoyan simultaneously drew their swords, and with a whoosh, they both launched a fierce attack on each other.

In the blink of an eye, their weapons clashed, producing a clang.

Immediately afterwards, both of them changed their tactics and attacked each other.

"Jingle bells..."

A series of collisions rang out as the two men moved with lightning speed, exchanging more than ten blows in just a few breaths.

That was amazing!

The students in the audience couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Need I say more? Of course it's Lin Xiaoyan! She defeated Song Hao. Chen Mo used to be at the bottom of the class, and even with perfect swordsmanship, he couldn't possibly be a match for Lin Xiaoyan."

"That's right! Lin Xiaoyan is very experienced, while Chen Mo has no track record, so he definitely won't win."

"..."

The students were excitedly discussing how long the competition would last when suddenly the sounds of weapons clashing ceased, and Chen Mo and Lin Xiaoyan on the stage had separated.

Immediately afterwards, they heard Lin Xiaoyan's voice and were terrified.

"I lost!"