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

Chen Mo was sent flying into the sky like a cannonball, his head plunging directly into the roof of the strength training room.

Don't be fooled by Dai Emei's small, pink fists; they are incredibly powerful.

Chen Mo felt as if a train had hit his face, and then he was thrown into the air.

After a while, the three of them, having tidied themselves up again, sat down together.

"Senior Sister Dai, aren't you from the Boxing King Academy? How come your swordsmanship is so good?"

Chen Mo rubbed his slightly swollen cheeks while watching Dai Emei wiping her longsword.

"Who told you that Emei boxing only involves fists? Haven't you heard of Emei swordsmanship?"

Dai Emei rolled her eyes; she still remembered Chen Mo calling her a acne sufferer.

"Besides, these days no one says you can only learn one type of weapon."

"If you lose your weapons on the battlefield, then all you'll have left are your fists."

"To be able to pick up a weapon and use it immediately, you must learn the combat tactics for several weapons, at least two."

"What about Senior Brother Zhu Long?" Chen Mo turned to look at Zhu Long. These strong men usually use heavy weapons, right?

"Me? Guess what I'm practicing?"

Zhu Long smiled and stretched out his hands.

"Battle axe?" Chen Mo imagined Zhu Long carrying all sorts of weapons, but ultimately decided that the battle axe was the most suitable for Zhu Long's physique.

"No, I practice Bajiquan and Liuhe Spear."

Zhu Long shook his head. His fighting style was very similar to Chen Mo's; both were martial artists who relied on their powerful physical bodies to crush everything.

"Also, since you can't practice the Vajra Iron Wire Fist right now, have you thought about practicing something else to improve your foundation?"

"Me..." Chen Mo pondered for a moment. He couldn't meet the requirements for practicing the Vajra Iron Wire Fist for the time being, so it would be good to practice some other fist techniques to lay a foundation first.

As he was thinking, Chen Mo turned to look at Zhu Long.

"What, you want to learn Bajiquan from me?"

"Aren't you afraid Dean Xue will be unhappy? You're clearly a student at his Boxing Academy."

Zhu Long chuckled. Of course he was willing to teach Chen Mo Bajiquan, but he had learned Bajiquan from others.

That person was Xue Le, the director of the Boxing King Academy.

"What's the big deal? How could a grandmaster be so petty?"

Chen Mo didn't take it seriously at all; it didn't matter who he learned from.

"Alright, I'll teach you after I come back from the deep abyss in a few days."

Zhu Long was a decisive person, and he agreed to Chen Mo's request without much thought.

"Let's get ready, we're leaving for a mission tomorrow."

...

Chen Mo doesn't plan to bring Gu Feng and the others on this mission.

Gu Feng is currently tempering the spinal cord in his spine, which requires complete focus and cannot be disturbed by the outside world.

Yang Zuo is stuck at the stage of unifying his entire body's steel marrow. Once this stage is completed, he will be able to temper his steel marrow and advance to the seventh level of the Steel Marrow Realm.

It must be said that the Celestial Race's martial arts talent is truly formidable. As long as they have enough resources, tempering their bodies is as natural as water for them.

Among the four, Ma Wanglin is the least talented, but she is also the most diligent, so she hasn't fallen too far behind in her progress.

At six o'clock the next morning, Chen Mo left the courtyard carrying an oversized hiking backpack.

Gu Feng and Yang Zuo both witnessed this scene, but neither of them asked about it.

Everyone has their own things to do; there's no need to concern yourself with everything.

That would be annoying.

Today, the person guarding the entrance to the abyss rift is a grandmaster whom Chen Mo has never seen before. He looks to be in his twenties and has a very hot figure.

Unfortunately, the masters' appearances are just that—appearances. Their actual age can only be determined by their bone structure.

"Xiaolong and Xiaodai have been waiting for you there for a long time, go quickly."

The female master glanced at Chen Mo, then smiled and pointed to Dai Emei and Zhu Long not far away.

Chen Mo bowed politely and then walked towards where the two were.

"Why are you carrying such a big bag?"

Dai Emei looked at the backpack that was as big as a person on Chen Mo's back with some doubt. What was this kid planning to do?

"If we happen to come across some medicinal herbs or energy stones, having a bag to carry them will be helpful."

Chen Mo patted his oversized hiking backpack and the map of the Silver Wolf Mountains inside.

That's right, his goal wasn't just to kill the sentries and scouts, but also the medicinal herb plantation located in the Silver Wolf Mountains.

With two incredibly powerful teammates, Chen Mo definitely needs to make good use of them.

"There's no need. The most important thing when entering the Abyss Rift is to travel light. Your backpack is not conducive to running away."

Dai Emei shook her head and pulled a crumpled plastic ball out of her pocket.

"This is enough. It can hold more than your hiking backpack, and it's not as conspicuous."

"What's this?" Chen Mo took the crumpled plastic ball and searched for a while before finding the opening.

With a forceful flick, a super-sized burlap sack, big enough to hold ten Chen Mos, appeared, looking fresh and clean.

"...?"

This time, it was Chen Mo's turn to be dumbfounded.

The senior is indeed a senior; he's much more skilled in this area than I am.

"Got it? I knew you wouldn't think of these things, so you can use this sack."

Dai Emei waved her hand generously, but Chen Mo still noticed that her inner pocket was full of these burlap sacks.

Judging from their appearance, they don't seem to be doing a task; it looks like they're going to buy goods.

"Don't be surprised, the credits rewarded by the mission are just the tip of the iceberg; the real prize is what we gain in the deepest abyss."

Zhu Long was more reliable. After listening to his words, Chen Mo finally understood.

He wasn't the only one with the idea of ​​"robbing"; everyone with enough strength would go to the deep abyss to plunder.

Whether you can come back alive depends on your own strength, escape speed, and luck.

This is also one of the reasons why the mortality rate at the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy remains high; geniuses always like to court death.

Those who weren't talented enough actually died because they were courting death.

"Let's go. I still have a few resource points I haven't touched. I guess the defenses there aren't too high yet, so it shouldn't be too difficult to loot them."

As Zhu Long spoke, he stepped into the dark light curtain.

Chen Mo and Dai Emei followed closely behind, and the three of them entered the deep abyss together.

...

Meanwhile, in the newly formed abyssal rift in the southern part of the South Island.

Song Bin, covered in blood, stared blankly at the countless Abyss warriors before him without uttering a word.

"Governor, the test results are in. This newly formed abyssal rift leads directly to the connection between the middle abyss and the deep abyss."

The staff officer ran to Song Bin's side with the results of the recent detection and handed him a stack of data.

"No need to show me. Gather all the top-four martial artists, protect the middle-four martial artists, and prepare to break out."

"This mission has failed. Send the fourth-level warriors back to regroup. We must take this place."

"After sending out the middle-level fourth-grade martial artists, all the upper-level fourth-grade martial artists will stay behind to block the Abyss martial artists who come to pursue them."

"It is our military's duty to absolutely prevent the battlefield from expanding beyond our borders!"

"Unless everyone in the military is killed, the war will absolutely not spread to the outside world."