High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

The competition begins.

Song Hao gripped his longsword, pointing it at Chen Mo's heart, his eyes revealing murderous intent.

With a powerful push of his feet, he flew towards Chen Mo like a cannonball, the tip of his longsword pointing directly at Chen Mo's heart.

In an instant, Song Hao rushed five meters and was about to attack Chen Mo.

Chen Mo seemed to be startled, holding the wooden knife and remaining motionless.

Seeing this, Song Hao was overjoyed. "Look, this is what an enlightened one looks like. He's already scared into not making a move!"

Even if Chen Mo kneels down and begs for mercy now, he will not let Chen Mo off easily!

With this thought in mind, Song Hao suddenly accelerated, his speed increasing even more. He wanted to stab Chen Mo with his sword before Zhao Qiankun could stop him.

In the blink of an eye, the two were three meters apart, and Song Hao's sword tip was only one meter away, enough to attack Chen Mo.

Song Hao had already imagined the scene of Chen Mo being stabbed by him, but the next second, when the tip of his sword was still more than ten centimeters away and could stab Chen Mo, Chen Mo moved.

Chen Mo shifted his body to the right, simultaneously slashing at Song Hao's sword with his wooden knife in his right hand, before dodging to the right again.

"I've been waiting for you to pull this stunt!"

Song Hao grinned. He was already prepared. Having just lost a match, how could he possibly underestimate Chen Mo?

He immediately swung his sword to parry the wooden knife that was coming at him, but the expected sound of swords clashing did not come, so he could no longer laugh.

"Oh no, I've been scammed!"

Due to inertia, Song Hao took two steps forward, separating himself from Chen Mo. At this moment, Chen Mo had already taken a step forward and was behind Song Hao.

He heard the sound of wind breaking behind him, and Song Hao subconsciously swung his sword and turned around, kicking out with his left leg at the same time. He swung his sword to parry the wooden knife, and kicked out to prevent Chen Mo from crouching down to dodge his sword move.

Chen Mo had just easily dodged his moves.

His actions were within Chen Mo's expectations. He activated his mental perception, and Song Hao's every move was under his watchful eye.

Without hesitation, Chen Mo raised his right foot and kicked hard.

"when!"

"Bang!"

There were two sounds: the first was the sound of swords clashing, and the second was the sound of legs colliding.

Chen Mo kicked Song Hao's thigh in a vital spot, causing his leg to feel both pain and numbness.

The force of both was transferred to Song Hao, who, standing on one leg, was unable to maintain his balance.

He stumbled backward, his swordplay becoming chaotic. He tried to regain his balance and quickly change his stance to defend.

Little did he know, Chen Mo's wooden knife was already at his neck, and at the same time, he heard Chen Mo's calm yet thunderous voice:

"Song Hao, you've lost!"

The final move was too fast; Song Hao didn't even have time to react.

"I lost!"

Song Hao couldn't believe that he had actually lost, and within three moves at that, to Chen Mo.

While he was still in a daze, Chen Mo had already sheathed his wooden sword, slowly left, and came to Zhao Qiankun's side.

Seeing this, Zhao Qiankun nodded in satisfaction and patted Chen Mo on the shoulder:

"Not bad! Perfected basic swordsmanship, defeated Song Hao within three moves. Were you holding back when you fought Lin Xiaoyan earlier?"

"Hehe..." Chen Mo did not answer.

Zhao Qiankun smiled knowingly, then glanced at Song Hao before looking at the other students:

"As you can see, the results of the competition are clear at a glance."

"Whoosh!"

Upon hearing Zhao Qiankun's words, everyone came to their senses.

That's absolutely shocking!

This time, although they couldn't see their moves very clearly, they did see the result: Chen Mo's wooden sword was held against Song Hao's neck.

"Holy crap! Chen Mo won! That's unbelievable!"

"How did he do that? In just a few moves, the knife was at Song Hao's throat!"

"Yes! So, it wasn't Lin Xiaoyan letting Chen Mo win just now; it was Chen Mo letting Lin Xiaoyan win!"

"Holy crap! It's true! Lin Xiaoyan and Song Hao were evenly matched; one lasted over ten moves before losing, while the other was defeated in three!"

"So, we wronged Lin Xiaoyan!"

"You see? This is my brother Chen Mo!" Jiang Tao smiled as he looked at Li Donghai, Wang Wensheng, and the others beside him.

They all said Chen Mo was bound to lose, but now they've proven them wrong.

Li Donghai and the others were humiliated and dared not say anything more, silently bowing their heads.

Jiang Tao ignored them, looked at Chen Mo on the stage, and shouted loudly:

"Chen Mo is number one!"

The other students, hearing this, also came to their senses and quickly shouted:

"Chen Mo is number one!"

"Chen Mo is number one!"

Song Hao, who was still on stage, found these shouts extremely grating!

Being a loser is so damn shameful!

He never expected that he would lose so easily!

So, the Joker is actually myself?

Song Hao's expression changed, but he was still unconvinced.

He had originally intended to injure Chen Mo to vent his anger, but now he had lost completely.

With Chen Mo around, he can't possibly be number one anymore!

This further solidified his idea of ​​switching classes, so he ignored everyone and the teacher and quietly left from a corner of the ring.

Zhao Qiankun noticed Song Hao's behavior, understood Song Hao's personality, and knew that he was having some difficulty accepting it. In order to save Song Hao's face, he did not stop him.

As for the reward for the quiz, we'll give it to him later.

Therefore, Zhao Qiankun did not stop the students who were shouting, to prevent them from discovering Song Hao.

Song Hao, who quietly stepped down, didn't think that way. He thought Zhao Qiankun would try to persuade him to stay, but Zhao Qiankun didn't even glance at him.

His gaze remained fixed on Zhao Qiankun, and he noticed that Zhao Qiankun was indeed not looking at him.

He knew the perception abilities of martial artists; they would surely have noticed his departure.

Therefore, there was no attempt to persuade them to stay.

"Since you're not going to keep me, then I don't need to consider the teacher-student relationship anymore!"

He has yet another reason to switch classes!

Song Hao left alone, and after stepping off the stage, he quickly walked out of the cultivation building.

Other classmates also noticed Song Hao, but seeing his cold expression, they didn't dare to approach him and turned their attention back to Chen Mo.

After a while, Zhao Qiankun finally calmed everyone down; Song Hao had already left.

"Alright, this quiz is over, and the rankings are in. Chen Mo is in first place. Does anyone have any objections?"

"No!"

"Alright, that's the ranking for this month. Those of you who are ranked lower, you need to work harder. If you don't understand anything, please ask the teacher promptly."

"..."

After offering some encouragement, Zhao Qiankun dismissed the students and took Chen Mo and Lin Xiaoyan to the office to receive their awards.

On the way, Chen Mo and Lin Xiaoyan followed behind Zhao Qiankun and saw that there were not many people around.

Lin Xiaoyan patted Chen Mo on the shoulder and pretended to be angry, saying:

"Chen Mo, were you holding back just now because you looked down on me? Over the years, I've lost countless times and I've never been in trouble."

"If you let this slide, what will people think of me?"

"Haha..." Chen Mo scratched his head, met Lin Xiaoyan's bright eyes, and said with a smile, "Sorry, I won't do it again next time."

"That's more like it!"

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