High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

"You don't even recognize me, Chen Mo?! And you call yourself an enlightened being!"

The blond guy was furious!

He never expected Chen Mo to say such a thing.

He's a top 50 student in the school, after all. You're just a student who suddenly had a breakthrough, and I don't even pay attention to you.

"Mozi, this blond guy wants to spar with you! He says he wants to see the strength of an Awakened One."

Jiang Tao explained from the side, "His name is Wang Zhifeng, and he just broke through to the ninth rank of martial arts apprentice. I also just arrived recently. When he heard that I was your brother, he asked me for your contact information."

"So that's how it is!" Chen Mo looked at the blond-haired man. He had just killed a martial arts master yesterday, and now he was sparring with a martial arts apprentice. It was too boring.

"Yellow-haired guy, was that green-haired guy you sent yesterday?"

"Yes! I challenge you to a duel. Do you dare to accept?"

Huang Mao was dissatisfied with Lv Mao's performance yesterday and, unable to get Chen Mo to come, had no choice but to take matters into his own hands.

"You're too weak! It's no fun bullying newbies!" Chen Mo shook his head.

"I'm weak?" The blond-haired man looked at Chen Mo in disbelief, pointing at himself. "I'm only a ninth-rank martial apprentice, and you're weak? You think you're so strong? I..."

Huang Mao cursed, but Chen Mo didn't want to argue back. He put his arm around Jiang Tao's shoulder and said:

"Come on, we're going to be late, let's hurry to the classroom."

"good!"

The two ignored the blond-haired man and quickly left.

"Stop! You two stop right there!" Huang Mao shouted as he saw the two men leave.

Chen Mo and his companion did not stop. The blond-haired man's anger surged, his eyes practically spitting fire.

"Chen Mo, you fucking stop right there!"

"Stop him!"

Upon hearing Huang Mao's order, his henchmen immediately rushed forward, completely forgetting about the school's security guard.

Just then, the school gatekeeper came out and shouted:

"What are you doing? Class is about to start, why aren't you in school yet?"

The gatekeeper's words instantly brought the underlings to their senses, and they failed to stop Chen Mo and Jiang Tao.

Huang Mao also came to his senses. He realized that fighting was not allowed on campus and that if someone wanted to fight, they had to apply for a ring battle.

Therefore, he dared not make a move at school.

Of course, if they are outside, they are not under the school's jurisdiction.

There was nothing they could do; the bus stop was right in front of the school, and Huang Mao didn't dare to fight Chen Mo there.

That's why he wanted to stop Chen Mo and challenge him to a duel.

Unexpectedly, Chen Mo did not agree.

Upon entering the school, Huang Mao immediately caught up with Chen Mo and Jiang Tao, blocking their way.

"Chen Mo, are you scared? You don't dare to accept the challenge!"

"I already said I don't want to bully newbies, can't you understand human language?"

Chen Mo didn't want to waste any more words with Huang Mao, so he revealed a hint of pressure and pressed down on Huang Mao.

Huang Mao felt an invisible force pressing down on him, causing him to involuntarily take a few steps back.

After Chen Mo and Jiang Tao left, his underlings caught up and saw him standing there in a daze. They called him several times before he came to his senses.

"Brother Feng, has Chen Mo agreed to a match with you?"

"No!" Only then did the blond-haired man realize that his back was soaked with cold sweat.

The oppressive aura he had just experienced filled him with boundless fear.

"Huh? Brother Feng, then why did you step back and let Chen Mo and Jiang Tao leave? Didn't you say you were going to teach Chen Mo a lesson?"

Letting people leave so easily was not Huang Mao's usual style, which puzzled his underlings.

"Yeah, Brother Feng, how can we just let them leave like that?"

"This makes us lose face."

The underlings' discontent left Huang Mao no time to ponder the oppressive aura he had just felt, leading him to believe he had been hallucinating.

So he said to his underlings:

"Even if he doesn't agree, I have a way. I'll send him a challenge. If he doesn't come, he's a coward. Let's see how he survives at No. 5 Middle School."

......

On the other side, after walking a distance, Jiang Tao began to share the week's events with Chen Mo.

"Mo Zi, you'd never guess, I've already broken through to the seventh rank of martial apprentice! Hehe..." Jiang Tao said smugly, showing off his cultivation achievements.

"Oh, how did you cultivate?" Chen Mo asked cooperatively, having already sensed it earlier.

"My dad bought me better pills. They were a bit more expensive, but the effects were very obvious." Jiang Tao scratched his head.

"A higher-grade pill?" Chen Mo asked curiously. "What kind of pill?"

"The Blood Coagulation Pill has the same effect as the Qi and Blood Pill, but it is a higher grade and provides more Qi and blood. A regular one costs 50,000 yuan, and a premium one costs 100,000 yuan. I took one Blood Coagulation Pill and broke through to the seventh-grade Martial Apprentice."

"So that's how it is! It seems I need to take the Blood Clotting Pill too." He had been thinking about what kind of pill he should take this morning to condense more blood and qi, and now he knew.

He has several anonymous bank cards totaling over a million yuan, so the price of the blood-clotting pills is affordable for him.

The two arrived at the classroom quickly. As soon as they reached the door, everyone saw Chen Mo, and the previously noisy classroom instantly fell silent.

Then, Song Hao's voice suddenly rang out:

"Chen Mo, you still dare to come to school! With your dantian ruined, why aren't you in the humanities class? What are you doing here in our class?"

"You don't actually think the principal cares about someone who's already achieved enlightenment, do you? Your dantian is ruined; you have no chance of becoming a martial artist. You'll be stuck as a lowly ordinary person for the rest of your life!"

"You should just go back to your old class. Don't embarrass us! What bad luck! How could I lose to a piece of trash like you!"

As he spoke, Song Hao's eyes were filled with contempt and disgust for Chen Mo.

Looking at Chen Mo is like looking at a pile of shit!

Chen Mo, who was no longer able to become a martial artist, posed no threat to him. Once he became a martial artist, dealing with Chen Mo would be as easy as crushing an ant.

Knowing he couldn't defeat Chen Mo right now, Song Hao spoke dismissively, but he didn't challenge Chen Mo.

He didn't want to lose face again.

When Song Hao saw Chen Mo's medical records, he almost went crazy with joy, especially after verifying them, he immediately started celebrating.

He's had an incredibly enjoyable time these past few days, even more so than during the Chinese New Year!

As soon as Song Hao finished speaking, the other students who wanted to curry favor with him started to chime in:

"That's right! Chen Mo, you're only a little stronger now. No matter how hard you train, you'll never become a martial artist in your lifetime. But for us, as long as we train hard, we have a chance to become martial artists! You're not from our world!"

"Chen Mo, why don't you go to the humanities class? I don't know if the humanities class will accept a good-for-nothing like you."

"Haha... Of course we'll accept them. After all, the liberal arts students are all useless people with no talent for martial arts."

"Shut up! We're classmates, after all. Is it really meaningful for you to make such sarcastic remarks?" Lin Xiaoyan couldn't stand it anymore and immediately stood up to stop the farce, not wanting her classmates to laugh at Chen Mo.

"Lin Xiaoyan, this is none of your business, don't meddle!"

Song Hao was very unhappy to see Lin Xiaoyan stand up and speak up for Chen Mo.

"How boring! No matter what you say, I still crush you. You call me trash, but what are you who I crush?"

boom!

As soon as Chen Mo said this, those who had been mocking him were furious!