High-level martial arts: Starting with a heart of steel, stats crush everything.

"It's...it's over just like that?"

Everyone, including the host, was completely dumbfounded as they watched the blood splattering in the room.

Before the host could even begin his passionate commentary, the "extremely dangerous" battle was already over.

Most viewers didn't even see what happened before the ten level-four abyss beasts were reduced to fragments scattered all over the ground.

"It's really not challenging at all. I bet you could handle it easily, Sister Ma."

Gu Feng, Yang Zuo, and Ma Wanglin were not surprised by the result, but Ma Wanglin was quite unhappy with Gu Feng's words.

"So you're saying I'm the weakest in our team, huh?"

"..."

"It seems that's really the case?"

Ma Wanglin sneered. She would also have a match with Chen Mo tomorrow to see just how much weaker she was than him.

"It's over just like that? No wonder they're the national champions, they're amazing."

The audience members nearby were buzzing with discussion, clearly still wanting more.

After a moment of stunned silence, the host quickly got up and walked to the center of the stage, standing next to Chen Mo, who had not yet left.

Before the host could speak, Chen Mo snatched the microphone from his hand.

"No, this isn't challenging at all."

"It's not even an appetizer; it doesn't even have a warm-up effect."

"Come on! Bring me ten level-five abyssal beasts to whet my appetite."

After speaking, Chen Mo handed the microphone back to the host and leaned against the Phoenix Beak Dragon Tooth Halberd stuck in the ground, waiting for the next wave of abyssal beasts.

His Demon-Slaying Six-Hit Halberd needs pressure to break through.

This pressure cannot be too great or too small. Too great a pressure will cause him to collapse directly, while too small a pressure will prevent Chen Mo from fully comprehending the Demon-Slaying Six-Hit Combo.

The line of pressure is very delicate. Chen Mo's reason for challenging the second wave was not only to stack steel, but also to gain enough pressure under the siege of the Abyss Beasts.

He still has a challenge mission to complete, and the reward is an equipment slot that can't be bought with gold coins!

The host hesitated after hearing Chen Mo's words, as doing so was clearly against the rules.

But his expression quickly changed, and he immediately began to arrange for the next wave of ten level-five abyssal beasts.

......

In the private room at the very top of the arena, Huang Lu picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"Brother Huang, are you sure Chen Mo can withstand an attack from ten level-five abyssal beasts?"

Sitting opposite Huang Lu was an elderly man with gray hair, who looked to be in his fifties or sixties, with a square face and an upright demeanor.

"Don't worry, this kid has thick skin and a pseudo-Iron Body. No level five abyss beast can do anything to him."

Huang Lu was full of confidence. He had personally touched Chen Mo's perfect steel skin, and ordinary abyssal beasts could not harm Chen Mo.

Apart from the lord-level abyssal beasts, these ordinary level four and five abyssal beasts are at most a warm-up.

"As for you, Yang Qing, have you made any progress in your martial arts over the years? Don't let running the arena interfere with your martial arts studies."

The old man opposite was Yang Qing, a level 13 Grandmaster who was skilled in actual combat, and the one who guarded Abyss Dawn City and Dawn Arena.

"Sigh, Brother Huang, please don't mention this. I was lucky to break through to level thirteen. I have no hope of reaching that elusive higher level in this lifetime."

Yang Qing sighed. The level fourteen was simply too elusive and unattainable; it was difficult for someone with his talent to even reach it.

"Brother Huang, are you here again to pay respects at Long'er and Shuguang's graves?"

Yang Qing glanced at Huang Lu and asked cautiously.

"Yes, those two unfilial sons both died before me. If I don't come to their graves, who will?"

Huang Lu laughed heartily, seemingly having let the matter go.

But the gloom and desolation in his eyes were undeniable; no one could forgive the fact that his son and grandson had died before him.

"Yang Qing, protect this Dawn City. It's a city named after my son."

"This is the only thing this child left me with..."

"Of course, this city is of great significance." Yang Qing nodded. Brother Huang's life has been tough.

"Alright, keep an eye on those kids for me. They're all top-notch potential grandmasters. We can't let anything happen to them in a place like this."

After drinking the hot tea in his cup, Huang Lu got up and left. His hunched back made him look like an old man in his twilight years.

"well......"

Yang Qing sighed; he couldn't offer any comfort to Huang Lu.

Fortunately, he had no children, so he didn't have to worry about his children dying before him.

It's just that being a bachelor for over seventy years is a bit frustrating...

......

After Chen Mo killed ten level-five abyss beasts in just five minutes, the host finally called a halt to the deadly battle between the trapped beasts.

This is no longer a fight to the death; it's a one-sided massacre.

Originally, after those Abyss Beasts died, their materials could be recycled, and the business could break even.

But for those abyssal beasts that had passed through Chen Mo's hands, let alone recycling materials, even prying out the fragments embedded in the wall was a technical task.

After hastily announcing Chen Mo's victory, the host hurriedly returned backstage to tally the losses.

But every loss has its gain. Although the arena lost a lot of money, Chen Mo gained more than 300,000 life points.

Overall, it was still profitable.

After Chen Mo's battle ended, the arena announced the end of today's competition.

"Let's come earlier tomorrow and reserve our spots first."

After watching Chen Mo's battle, Gu Feng and the other two were eager to try it themselves.

"I don't really care, but where are we going to stay tonight?"

Chen Mo put his clothes back on and turned to look at the somewhat dimly lit street.

"I remember the only hotel in Abyss Dawn City is run by the military, let's stay there."

Ma Wanglin recalled for a moment and pointed to the brightest spot in Abyss Dawn City.

"Let's go, let's grab dinner while we're at it."

Chen Mo patted his empty stomach, got on his bicycle, and rode towards the military headquarters.

A dozen minutes later, the group stopped in front of the military hotel.

After confirming their identities, Chen Mo and his group successfully checked into the military hotel.

"I remember the military hotel has a canteen. Let's go eat there; that way we can save some money."

Ma Wanglin was already poor, so naturally she wouldn't miss such an opportunity to save money.

After settling their luggage, the group followed the aroma and began searching for the cafeteria.

But the more they walked, the more they felt something was wrong. It seemed they had stumbled upon the military's martyrs' cemetery.

"That can't be right, why would the martyrs' cemetery smell of roast chicken?"