High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

"Martial arts masters! They're definitely not as simple as I imagined!"

Chen Mo suddenly realized that if he was careless, he would definitely be doomed.

Right now, he's just a fragile character with high attack but low defense. If a martial arts master grazes him even slightly, he'll be seriously injured and die a violent death.

Currently, apart from Chu Liang's alloy dagger, he doesn't have a suitable weapon.

"Those two law enforcement officers weren't armed either! Damn it."

Chen Mo cursed under his breath and quickly began to think about how to deal with the enemy later.

"Oh right, I also have a sword in my spatial ring!"

Chen Mo quickly took it out. It was an alloy sword with beautiful engravings.

Chen Mo didn't mind. With a thought, he attached his sword aura to the alloy sword and found it to be very smooth.

He then put the sword back into his spatial ring.

First, if he goes all out, he is capable of killing a martial arts master.

After all, the maximum force a martial artist can exert is no more than 20 kilograms.

As for Chen Mo, as long as he uses the sword strike technique and adds 500 points of mental energy, he can surpass a martial artist and also has the ability to break through defenses, so there is no need to worry about not being able to kill a martial artist.

To kill with a single blow, you must control the situation so that the martial artist cannot dodge your attack.

But Chen Mo was confident that he could control the martial artist, though he estimated he could only control him for a second.

Because his [momentum] is only at the beginner level, controlling a sixth-rank martial artist requires 100 points of mental energy per second.

Upon reaching the Martial Master stage, one's mental strength increases and the five senses are enhanced. To gain control, one must consume at least 1000 points of mental strength.

In that case, Chen Mo would only have 245 points of mental energy left, which is far from enough to kill a martial artist in one move.

If he can't be killed instantly, then he can only wait to die!

Although he didn't know when the martial arts master would arrive, it certainly wouldn't be too long. Chen Mo was considering whether to leave.

After all, he didn't want to die.

His family is waiting for him!

"Maybe we should just forget about it! There's nothing we can do about it!"

Chen Mo glanced at the unconscious people in the room. They were all ordinary people, just like his parents.

Suddenly, Chen Mo remembered the "Spirit Blade" he had just obtained, which might help him enhance his control abilities.

Chen Mo returned to the room and immediately took out the jade slip of "Spirit Blade" from his spatial ring, reading it with his mental power.

Soon, he read the contents of "The Blade of the Spirit," which, in general, was about condensing spiritual power into a sharp blade to attack the enemy's soul.

If one possesses strong mental power, one can directly annihilate the enemy's soul.

After reading it once, Chen Mo began to cultivate using his mental power. His mental power was already high, so he quickly mastered the basics.

At this moment, the information for "Spirit Blade" also appeared in the Martial Arts section of the panel: Spirit Blade Beginner (1/1000).

At the same time, his mental strength increased by 100 points, and now his mental strength has reached 1345 points.

Chen Mo wasted no time and began to compress his mental energy, condensing a sharp blade in his upper dantian.

In the process of forging a spiritual weapon, he is also tempering his spiritual power, making it stronger little by little.

The spiritual blade resides in the upper dantian; as long as the energy is not released, it can remain there, always ready.

For Chen Mo, this was an excellent trump card to save his life.

While cultivating, he also made sure to use his spiritual perception to observe the surrounding environment.

He'll definitely be the first to spot that martial artist as soon as he arrives.

Multitasking has long been an instinct for Chen Mo. His strong mental power prevents him from feeling a split personality or a sense of separation.

Chen Mo compressed his mental energy, which slowly formed a needle the size of a hair in his upper dantian.

As Chen Mo compressed his mental energy, the needle gradually thickened and lengthened, transforming into a sharp blade.

But this sharp blade was weak and powerless; Chen Mo didn't believe it could attack the soul.

Moreover, Chen Mo discovered that compressing mental energy also consumed his own mental energy. If this continued, and his mental energy had not recovered by the time the martial artist arrived, he would be doomed.

"This is the only way! Keep a little over 500 units of spiritual energy, and condense the remaining 800 into a sharp blade."

"He must be killed, no matter what!"

With unwavering determination, Chen Mo was determined to kill that martial artist.

He could only believe in the damage that could be caused as described in "The Blade of the Spirit".

During his cultivation, Chen Mo unconsciously incorporated his understanding of "momentum," which unexpectedly brought him a huge surprise.

After adding [momentum], the condensed blade immediately becomes harder and sharper.

Chen Mo also realized that the enhancement of [momentum] gave the blade the effect of piercing armor and sharpness.

"I wonder if it can increase power."

"If it could be amplified, it would be invincible!"

Chen Mo didn't dare to think too much and immediately focused all his attention on cultivation.

Time passed little by little.

Ten minutes later, Chen Mo sensed someone approaching his house. He remained calm, his mental blade already condensed, capable of controlling at least a martial artist.

The newcomer exuded a strong life force, and Chen Mo knew that this was the person he had been waiting for.

He sensed that this martial artist was actually a beast warrior, still in a half-beast human form, over three meters tall, with a naked upper body, wolf head and wolf hands, but a human body, with explosive muscles, exuding bloodlust and rage.

The wolf's claws were like sharp daggers, 30 centimeters long, and stained with blood.

Chen Mo quickly went to the door to wait for the werewolf to arrive.

Just as he stood at the door, the werewolf was only 20 meters away from Chen Mo.

In the blink of an eye, they were in front of Chen Mo.

"Is everything ready?"

"Ready!"

"Alright, in that case, consider yourself nourishment for my healing!"

The werewolf swung its claws and suddenly attacked Chen Mo with lightning speed. Its claws left afterimages as they swung, and with a whoosh, they seemed to tear the air apart.

The strong wind whipped up by the wolf's claws gave Chen Mo a tearing sensation.

He didn't expect the werewolf to attack directly. Without thinking, he used his movement technique to retreat quickly, and at the same time, with a thought, the alloy sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

He wouldn't try to withstand the wolf's claws head-on; those claws were harder and sharper than an alloy sword.

"Kid, I didn't expect you to actually try to fight me. You're asking for death! If I had more time, I wouldn't mind playing around with you, but now, die!"

The werewolf's claws suddenly accelerated, about to attack Chen Mo and tear him in two.

Chen Mo knew he couldn't dodge, so he held nothing back and quickly chanted in his mind:

"A spiritual blade!"

"kill!"

An invisible spiritual blade flew out from Chen Mo's upper dantian and instantly entered the werewolf's mind.

"what!"

The werewolf suddenly felt a sharp pain in its head, and couldn't help but let out a scream, its body immediately stopping.

"Strike while the iron is hot!"

Chen Mo swiftly swung his sword, aiming for the werewolf's neck.

The alloy sword, imbued with [momentum] and infused with 500 points of spiritual power, can unleash a force of over 30 kilograms.

In an instant, their figures intersected.

Without turning around, Chen Mo knew he had won.

"Oh......"

Before the werewolf could react, its head flew off and fell to the ground, the headless corpse gushing blood.

Chen Mo had already dodged and was not splattered with blood.

"Thank goodness for the Spirit Blade, otherwise I would definitely be dead!"

Chen Mo was very fortunate.

"I'll never do that again!"