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

Out of concern for Chen Mo's health, Xue Le stepped forward and grabbed Chen Mo's arm to examine his body.

His bones were cracked all over his body, his internal organs were broken, and at least half of his blood vessels had burst.

Such injuries would be fatal to an ordinary martial artist, but this little guy was jumping around like nothing had happened.

"Wow, that's incredibly tough..."

Even Xue Le had to marvel at how incredibly strong Chen Mo's vitality was.

Especially his recovery ability; he could clearly feel those shattered internal organs being repaired little by little.

His method of tempering bones is extremely fast, but the side effects are also terrifyingly severe.

Only a little monster like Chen Mo, with his extremely strong vitality and recovery ability, could withstand it.

Anyone else would have died suddenly.

"Alright, that's enough for today. If you want to keep ordering me around, you'll have to pay credits to get more time."

Xue Le waved his hand, transferred 360 credits from Chen Mo's ID card, and then turned and left.

Releasing pressure continuously for six hours had exhausted him, and he also had to take a look at the entrance to the Kunlun Mountain Abyss.

The adult Abyssal Mother Tree... getting close to the entrance will be troublesome...

"Where's He Miao?" Seeing Xue Le walk away, Chen Mo turned around and looked for He Miao.

"Dean Xue said she went to the food service department to learn how to cook."

Yang Zuo, who had been mostly silent, surprisingly answered the question before Gu Feng and Ma Wanglin could.

Chen Mo and the others were somewhat surprised. They thought that Yang Zuo had lost his ability to speak again after the last time he was in the Southern Island Abyss.

He hasn't said a word for so many days, just silently tempering his marrow.

"What, are you going to see He Miao?"

Ma Wanglin asked.

"You guys go find her, I need to go see Senior Brother Zhu Long."

Chen Mo shook his head; he was quite interested in Zhu Long's theory.

He possesses extremely strong vitality and blood energy far exceeding that of his peers, and he can also try to temper his muscles.

"Okay, but you should still take it easy. Senior Brother Zhu Long's method is a bit..."

Ma Wanglin nodded. Zhu Long's path in martial arts is uncertain, and Chen Mo's hasty attempt to learn it might cause health problems.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

The system had previously warned Chen Mo that the current method of body tempering used by the human race was flawed, and that the perfect method of body tempering might involve tempering the muscles.

Why not give it a try? There's no harm in losing anything.

Gu Feng actually wanted to go find Senior Brother Zhu Long with Chen Mo, but in the end he went to the Food Academy with Ma Wanglin and the others.

Chen Mo planned to try it himself first, and only after confirming that there were no problems would he let Gu Feng and the others temper their muscles.

His vitality is strong enough that he won't have any major problems; at most, he'll just be injured and bedridden for a few hours.

Gu Feng and his group were different; their stats were almost double those of other martial artists of the same level, yet they were still inferior to Chen Mo.

It's better to play it safe.

...

The dean of the Power Academy, this Grandmaster Academy, is Qiu Lin, and Zhu Long is one of Qiu Lin's disciples.

However, Zhu Long did not learn the halberd fighting style, but instead chose fist fighting.

That's what makes him so strange.

Instead of attending the Boxing King Academy, Zhu Long chose the Power Academy to learn boxing techniques. This may be related to his approach to martial arts.

As for finding Zhu Long, Chen Mo got the news about Zhu Long just by asking a man in his thirties.

"You're looking for Xiaolong? He's in the strength training room right now."

The level 10 martial artist frowned, seemingly not having a very good impression of Zhu Long.

"You're the new guy, Chen Mo, right? I suggest you don't easily learn Xiao Long's tempering method."

"His tempering method is quite complicated; it's more appropriate to follow the normal martial arts path."

"That's all I have to say. I won't add anything more. Farewell."

Seemingly in a hurry, the level 10 martial artist clasped his hands in a fist salute to Chen Mo and then ran away.

"What's wrong with them? It's like they've seen a demon..."

Chen Mo was puzzled until a huge shadow enveloped him.

"Junior Brother Chen, you've arrived."

Zhu Long, full of energy and spirit, appeared behind Chen Mo. His muscular body gleamed with a metallic sheen and exuded an explosive sense of power.

No wonder they rushed off; the very person they were talking bad about has arrived.

"I understand your senior brothers' concerns; they're saying this for your own good."

Zhu Long was not angry at his senior brother's advice to Chen Mo; on the contrary, he thought it was a perfectly normal thing.

"How about this, you give it a try first, and if you don't think it works, then forget it."

"I think Senior Brother Zhu Long's path might be the right one."

Chen Mo was not lying; he was telling the truth.

"Let's not talk about whether it's right or wrong. This path allows me to defeat a level 10 martial artist when I'm at level 8, and that's enough."

Zhu Long shook his head, clearly unconcerned about the rumors.

"Let's go, I'll explain the basics of muscle training to you first."

Following behind Zhu Long, Chen Mo glanced at Zhu Long's current basic attributes.

While the Qi and Blood have decreased, the Health Points, Defense, and Attack Power have all increased to some extent.

Could it be that Senior Brother Zhu Long is going to completely abandon his Qi and Blood? What about the martial arts techniques that require Qi and Blood to activate?

"You should know that cells are constantly dying and being replaced."

"To strengthen muscles, you need to find those newly generated cells and successfully strengthen them."

"In this way, even if the newly generated cells are lost, they will regenerate in a tempered state, and all that's needed is to replenish their Qi and blood."

As he walked toward the strength training room, Zhu Long explained his approach to muscle training.

"After I admitted you to the hospital, I seemed to feel the traces of the vital energy I had lost."

"They didn't disappear; instead, they were completely stored in my cells."

"The problem is how to utilize that qi and blood."

"Let me put it this way: each cell is like a rechargeable battery. I've figured out how to charge it, but how to discharge it is a big problem."

Chen Mo blinked, seemingly understanding yet not understanding.

"I remember you have mental abilities, right?"

Upon entering the strength training room, Zhu Long led Chen Mo to sit on two steel bench press chairs.

"Yes, I have mental power."

Chen Mo nodded. He had replaced the Endless Hatred with the Demonic Sect when he was tempering his steel bones.

"First, use your mental energy to sense your own muscle cells and see if you can accurately sense one of them."

Despite his burly appearance, Zhu Long is actually quite patient when it comes to teaching.