High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

"Cousin, should we still trouble Chen Mo?"

Song Hao didn't expect that the teacher would intervene and help Chen Mo.

If a teacher is there to protect you, it's basically impossible to regain face.

He also understood how important enlightened individuals were to a school.

Even the principal attaches great importance to it.

"What do you mean, 'make trouble for him'? Are you out of your mind? We're just learning from each other and encouraging him to improve!"

Jiang Ping glared at Song Hao fiercely. He had been number one for three years, and his strength had improved, but his brain hadn't grown.

Song Hao immediately realized:

"Yes, it's about friendly sparring. So, cousin, who should we ask to spar with him?"

"This needs some time to consider. I'll discuss it with the top ten people over the next few days."

Although Jiang Ping had a volatile temper, he wasn't brainless. He already knew that Chen Mo could defeat even Song Hao, a ninth-rank martial arts apprentice, which meant that Chen Mo's strength was extraordinary.

Moreover, Chen Mo's basic swordsmanship was perfected.

Therefore, we cannot send ordinary ninth-rank martial arts apprentices.

"Huh? We still need to discuss it?" Song Hao's initial excitement vanished instantly. "As long as we find someone with a Qi and Blood value of 95 to spar with Chen Mo, we can teach him a lesson."

He was eager to get revenge, otherwise he wouldn't have come straight to find Jiang Ping after running away.

"Are you a pig-brain?!" Jiang Ping couldn't help but roar. If Song Hao weren't his cousin, he would have slapped him across the face.

"Your health is 91, and your basic swordsmanship is mastered, yet you were killed in three moves. Sending someone with 95 health still wouldn't be enough!"

"Perfection and mastery are not comparable to just a few points of vital energy! I sparred with a teacher who had mastered basic martial arts, and even with the same strength, I was still overwhelmed."

"Chen Mo's current health and mana value is only 69. He can beat many people, but we need to take a comprehensive approach."

Seeing Jiang Ping pause, Song Hao thought he had finished speaking, but he still couldn't understand what he needed to consider. Wasn't it just about high blood pressure and overwhelming strength?

"If that's the case, why not just find someone with high vitality to crush him?"

"You—!" Jiang Ping felt like he was about to explode with anger. This cousin of his was even less intelligent than a pig. "You, come here!"

"what?"

Song Hao was taken aback. Why did he need to go over there?

Even from two meters away, Song Hao could feel Jiang Ping's anger. He didn't want to get closer, so he remained motionless.

"Come here! Didn't you hear me?"

"oh!"

Song Hao reluctantly walked over.

"Lower your head!" Song Hao quickly complied; otherwise, he would be punished.

The thought of sparring with Jiang Ping and being tortured to the point of near death sent a chill down his spine.

"Snapped!"

Song Hao felt his head buzzing. Caught off guard, he was hit on the head and staggered back a step.

He didn't understand why Jiang Ping was slapping his head, and looked at Jiang Ping with a wronged expression:

"Cousin, you..."

"I just want to wake you up and clear your head!"

"Am I out of my mind?!" Song Hao said, looking completely bewildered.

"I..."

Jiang Ping glanced at Song Hao, intending to explain, but gave up.

His brain is beyond saving.

He then waved his hand dismissively: "Get lost! I hate seeing you!"

"What about Chen Mo?"

"I have plans!"

"besides..."

"Is there anything else?"

"Cousin, I want to transfer classes. I can't stand being in Class 3 anymore! I hope you can help me!"

Song Hao felt uneasy. He looked up at Jiang Ping, then looked down again.

"Okay, I'll help you, but you should think it through. Changing classes isn't that easy!"

"I've made up my mind, I'm transferring classes!"

Song Hao left satisfied.

A few minutes later, he ran back in.

"What's wrong with you? What are you doing here again?" Jiang Ping asked with a hint of disdain.

"Cousin, that Chen Mo is causing trouble again! Check the forum!"

Song Hao was furious, wishing he could tear Chen Mo to pieces!

Jiang Ping took out his phone, logged into the forum, and after reading for a while, he knew what was going on.

It turns out that someone posted a video of Chen Mo defeating Song Hao in a flash on the forum, and even went so far as to boast about Chen Mo's enlightenment, saying that Chen Mo was poised to become the number one student in the entire school.

Many people were spreading rumors, curious about who Chen Mo was, while mocking Song Hao as a good-for-nothing.

The incident at noon made Chen Mo even more famous, and those who had caused trouble for Chen Mo at noon were indignant.

Since he wasn't good enough, he tagged the top ten students in the school and asked them to take care of Chen Mo.

A small group of people seized on the "wise men" who said Chen Mo was making money at noon, mocking him for being proven wrong.

They're really talented; they're not just trying to make money!

That "wise man" naturally wouldn't admit his mistake, and instead forced an explanation that Chen Mo had such power just to make money!

If you pay them and they win, isn't that just making money off them?

Many people are convinced by this explanation.

Jiang Ping didn't pay much attention to the topics on the forum; he was repeatedly watching the video of Chen Mo and Song Hao's battle.

Jiang Ping looked at it several times before finally putting down his phone.

Song Hao had been waiting, not daring to disturb Jiang Ping. Seeing Jiang Ping put down his phone, he immediately asked:

"Cousin, you saw it too, Chen Mo is arrogant now. He's repeatedly humiliating me. How am I supposed to stay in school?"

"If you can't stand it, just take leave and go home to cultivate!" Jiang Ping was not polite at all. Song Hao's focus was always on his own face, and he didn't realize how terrifying Chen Mo was.

"Huh? I...cousin, will you help me teach Chen Mo a lesson?"

Song Hao braced himself and asked, explaining that he had sought out Jiang Ping because he wanted Jiang Ping to stand up for him; otherwise, he wouldn't know who else to turn to.

"This Chen Mo is not as simple as you think. He is an enlightened person and has already gained the principal's attention. If anything goes wrong, neither of our families can cover it up."

"I just watched the video of his fight with you. His health was 95. Even a martial arts apprentice who has mastered basic martial arts wouldn't be confident of beating him. Someone with over 96 health is in the top ten of the school. If he loses, he'll absolutely hate you!"

"You know why the school is ranked in the top ten; you can't afford to lose those resources."

"But I'm not willing to give up!" Song Hao pleaded. "Cousin, is there any other way?"

"Let me think about it and discuss it with the others. You go first!"

"Fine!" Song Hao left reluctantly.

After leaving the cultivation building, he couldn't help but spit out a curse and mutter to himself:

"Pah! He claims to be third in the school, but he doesn't even dare to cause trouble for Chen Mo. Coward!"

"Grass!"

He looked up and saw Chen Mo and Lin Xiaoyan walking towards him, chatting and laughing.

Song Hao's anger surged, his eyes flashing with murderous intent. He strode forward and questioned:

"Chen Mo! How come you're with Lin Xiaoyan?"

"What's it to you?" Chen Mo found it amusing to see Song Hao looking like he was about to kill someone.

What a simp!

"You! Damn it!" Song Hao was about to curse Chen Mo when he heard Lin Xiaoyan's voice:

"Xiao Mo, let's go, ignore him!" The two quickened their pace and avoided Song Hao.

Song Hao broke down!

Lin Xiaoyan actually called Chen Mo "Xiao Mo," such an intimate name!

He pursued Lin Xiaoyan for three years, but couldn't get a single affectionate word in return.