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

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Mo immediately activated Perfect Steel Skin and Perfect Steel Blood, otherwise he feared he wouldn't last a single move against Dai Emei.

Furthermore, stimulated by the Qi and blood, Chen Mo's limbs and steel bones glowed with a blood-red light.

"Goodness, the steel bones have been tempered to a very high degree."

Dai Emei's eyes lit up; her junior brother was quite capable.

"Something seems off about your steel-like skin. It looks like a body of iron that has undergone internal organ tempering..."

Chen Mo wouldn't give Dai Emei a chance to waste words. He stomped his foot hard and unleashed his speed.

"Tsk tsk tsk, young man, you're always in such a hurry, but I like your kind of personality."

Dai Emei's eyes were sharp, and she was not affected by Chen Mo's imposing aura in the slightest.

bass!

In the blink of an eye, Dai Emei appeared beside Chen Mo.

Dozens of sword lights flashed, and Chen Mo's clothes were instantly reduced to shreds on the ground.

"Wow, Junior Brother Chen Mo, your muscles are really well-developed. Let your senior sister have a go at it."

Dai Emei blew a rascal's whistle and stared wide-eyed at Chen Mo's sharply defined muscles.

"What happened..." Chen Mo had no time to pay attention to Dai Emei's teasing; he hadn't even seen how Dai Emei drew her sword.

"This is the difference between a mid-level fourth-grade martial artist and a top-level fourth-grade martial artist."

Zhu Long stood aside, not surprised by the result.

"If Xiao Dai was serious just now, Chen Mo, you're dead now."

"Die?" Chen Mo's competitive spirit was aroused. His muscles bulged, and his right hand, which had completed muscle tempering, suddenly spurted out scorching blood and qi.

"Then let's give it a try!"

Unlike the nimble Dai Emei, Chen Mo was like a tank of qi and blood, charging towards Dai Emei with an unstoppable momentum.

"Six-Hit Demon-Slaying Halberd Combo, Five-Hit Combo!"

After tempering his limbs, Chen Mo's Demon-Slaying Six-Strike Halberd successfully broke through from four strikes to five strikes.

Its power has also been greatly enhanced!

The explosive energy surged throughout the strength training room, but no matter how Chen Mo attacked, he couldn't even touch Dai Emei's clothes.

"Where's your footwork? I don't see you using it."

Dai Emei stood on one leg on the gantry, looking at Chen Mo, who was charging around recklessly, with some confusion.

Her junior brother's physical strength is indeed quite strong; even a level seven martial artist would suffer considerable injury if touched by him.

However, these tank-type martial artists all share a common weakness: poor mobility...

While Dai Emei was still analyzing Chen Mo's fighting style, she saw him rushing over by stepping on the void.

"Cloud Steps!?"

"How do you know this master-level footwork?"

when!

Chen Mo swung his halberd down fiercely, but instead struck the dragon gate frame where Dai Emei had just stood.

"It's fast and agile, but its accuracy is a bit lacking."

Despite Dai Emei's continued stubbornness, she was now completely shocked by Chen Mo.

This kid is pretty fierce. He's incredibly strong and exceptionally agile. He turns at such a high speed without any hesitation.

If she could improve her attack accuracy a bit more, her junior brother would truly become a well-rounded warrior.

From the perspective of a normal martial artist, it is already very impressive for a person to be able to achieve the ultimate in one thing at the same time.

A genius martial artist can usually balance strength and defense, but is weaker in speed and other aspects.

But Chen Mo is different. Except for his slightly off-center head, this kid is incredibly fierce in every other aspect!

"Stop dodging! Let me hit you!"

Just once!

Chen Mo roared, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Dai Emei's chest, like a starving wolf.

Don't get me wrong, Dai Emei's two basins aren't anything special; what Chen Mo was looking at was the charging attack symbol on her chest.

Chen Mo had been focusing on tempering his steel bones for a while and had completely forgotten about stacking steel. But as soon as the sparring session started today, he couldn't resist the urge to start stacking steel again.

"You little pervert, what are you looking at?"

Dai Emei winked seductively; "My figure is just that captivating, there's nothing I can do about it!"

"Xiao Dai, Chen Mo has a habit; he especially likes to hit women's breasts."

"Even though you don't, you should still pay attention to his attack habits."

Zhu Long watched the two engaging in their rather unserious fight with a blank expression, and then spoke up to offer a reminder.

"Tsk, what do you mean 'nothing'..."

Dai Emei was somewhat displeased; sooner or later, she would become a woman with a weapon attached to her chest.

when!

In just a moment of distraction, Chen Mo's Phoenix Beak Dragon Fang Halberd struck Dai Emei in the chest.

Dai Emei flew out like a cannonball, crashing into a bunch of fitness equipment before coming to a stop.

The long-awaited crisp sound rang out, and Chen Mo felt incredibly satisfied.

Deals 0 damage, increases health by 0.

"?" Chen Mo was stunned. After tempering his limbs with steel bones, his life value had reached 3.1 million. The damage from a steel attack was 360,000. How could it be 0?

Wait!

Chen Mo realized that Dai Emei's defense was 530,000. He had an innate 18% armor penetration, but even after deducting this 18% defense, his attack damage still couldn't break through Dai Emei's defense.

So this is the power of the top four martial artists...?

"That was powerful enough! It almost broke my half-invincible body."

Dai Emei, completely unharmed, stood up from the pile of exercise equipment.

Apart from her torn clothes, her fair skin was completely unharmed.

"I think we've sparred enough and figured out Chen Mo's current strength. There's no need to continue, right?"

Dai Emei put down her twin swords and covered her torn clothes as she spoke.

"There's nothing there, so what's the point of covering it up...?"

Chen Mo pouted somewhat unhappily, realizing for the first time the gap between himself and a fourth-level martial artist.

They also realized the importance of defensive capabilities.

When will they release the passive abilities for Belvis and Thresh? That way, their attack speed and defense could increase indefinitely...

"Oh ho, it's one thing for Senior Brother Zhu Long to make fun of me, but now you're making fun of me too!"

Upon hearing Chen Mo's words, Dai Emei immediately bristled and flashed to Chen Mo's side, grabbing his pectoral muscles.

"What, you think you're so great just because you have pecs? They're so hard, they don't feel good to touch!"

"At least I have some, you just have two pimples..."

Chen Mo was speaking when he felt a soft, white fist appear on his face.