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

"Governor, I think it would be better for you to leave!"

The staff officer stood at attention, saluted, and then spoke loudly.

"As one of the strongest grandmasters, you are fully capable of breaking through alone and seeking reinforcements. We will fight to the death!"

"No need for further explanation, I am the governor, and I will bear all the consequences."

Song Bin glanced at his staff officer; he was confident that he could lead the three thousand fourth-grade martial artists to hold out until reinforcements arrived.

If he leaves, all of these tens of thousands of martial artists will die, and it may even cause those Abyss martial artists to rush out of the Abyss Rift, causing unimaginable disaster to the outside world.

"yes!"

The staff officer didn't say much; what he had just said was already presumptuous.

"Come on, let me wreak havoc!"

......

Deep within the Kunlun Mountains, Chen Mo followed Zhu Long and Dai Emei in conducting a thorough search within a radius of fifty kilometers.

"Are we just going to take our time searching like this?"

Chen Mo was a little bored, so he figured it was better to just get right to work.

"The mission requirement is simple: ensure that there are no spies or sentries from Black Cloud City within a radius of fifty kilometers within twenty-four hours, and the mission will be considered complete."

Zhu Long's five senses were exceptionally developed, and he was always alert to the slightest movement around him, but he still patiently explained.

"But it's impossible for you to get through these 24 hours peacefully. Black Cloud City has sent out at least a hundred spies, and we could encounter scout teams at any time."

"Get down!"

Zhu Long grabbed Chen Mo's head and pulled Dai Emei down to the ground with him.

Just as Chen Mo was wondering, he suddenly saw the ground in the distance explode open, and an Abyss Warrior who looked exactly like a human suddenly appeared.

"Jialong..."

The Abyss Warrior frowned; he had clearly felt the ground tremble just now.

The vibration was definitely footsteps, but why did it suddenly disappear?

"Stay put and don't move. That's a level nine martial artist."

"There are at least five more scouts lying in ambush behind him, their ranks unknown."

Zhu Long took a deep breath, his whole body crackling.

The next moment, Zhu Long stomped his feet and disappeared from the spot.

By the time Chen Mo reacted, the level nine Abyss Warrior had already been punched through the chest by Zhu Long, and was now hanging on his arm.

"Holy crap..."

Chen Mo's eyes widened. A level nine martial artist was killed in one move?

If he were to encounter an opponent like Zhu Long, he probably wouldn't even have time to use the barbarian's ultimate move.

Ding Ding Ding!

More than a dozen arrows, each imbued with energy, shot out, but Zhu Long dodged them with a quick movement.

"Two level eights and three level sevens."

Seeing that the five Abyss Warriors were not of high level, Zhu Long breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Dai, you take care of the two level seven ones, leave one level seven to Chen Mo, and I'll deal with the two level eight ones."

Zhu Long adopted the starting stance of Bajiquan, and Dai Emei also got up from the ground, her two swords already drawn.

Those arrows were all standard equipment for these Abyss Warrior scout squads—miniature crossbows with only three shots each. After that, they would have to fight hand-to-hand.

"Chen Mo, you should also spar with the Abyss Warriors and familiarize yourself with their fighting style."

Facing two level-eight martial artists at the same time, Zhu Long was still able to handle the situation with ease, and even gave Chen Mo some guidance while fighting.

"Abyssal beasts and sea beasts are nothing more than wild animals; no matter how strong they are, they are not as threatening as Abyssal warriors."

"From now on, you'll be facing these Abyss Warriors the most. You need to learn quickly and grow rapidly."

"The power they use is different from yours and mine, but its effect is similar to that of Qi and blood."

"Abyss warriors grow stronger by absorbing free-floating energy particles from the deep abyss, and they also undergo a body tempering process."

"You'll have to figure out the specific differences yourself; it's hard to explain in words."

Chen Mo didn't hesitate either. As he picked up the Phoenix Beak Dragon Fang Halberd, he activated Perfect Steel Skin and Perfect Steel Blood, greatly boosting his overall attributes.

After glancing at the stats of the level seven martial artist, I was relieved to find that his defense was only 30,000 points, so he was still strong enough to break through the defense.

When the level seven martial artist saw that Chen Mo, a level five weakling, dared to come looking for him, his expression suddenly turned ferocious and cruel.

He drew his long sword from behind him, intending to use his superior level to instantly kill Chen Mo.

But he couldn't understand why this weakling, whose body wasn't even fully tempered, was so powerful until his death.

Chen Mo's eyes lit up, and his body began to spin due to inertia.

Demon-Slaying Six-Strike Halberd, Five in a Row!

Five consecutive powerful downward slashes shattered the longsword in the hands of the level seven Abyss warrior.

The level seven Abyss Warrior was completely dumbfounded; his weapon had just shattered like that?

And isn't this level 5 noob a bit too strong?

when!

Chen Mo's sweeping strike landed squarely on the chest of the Abyss Warrior, and a crisp sound rang out instantly!

when!

[Dealt 358776 damage! Health increased by 45933!]

"Cool!"

If it weren't for the geniuses in the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy, the average health of a late-stage level seven martial artist would be between 300,000 and 600,000.

Even the genius martial artist Feng Buyan only had 800,000 life points.

The level seven Abyss warrior in front of me is clearly not a genius; his life points are only 410,000.

Chen Mogang's attack almost wiped out his life points!

Blood splattered everywhere as the level seven Abyss warrior flew backward, his chest caved in and blood gushing from his mouth.

Almost simultaneously, Zhu Long and Dai Emei defeated their enemies without even getting a speck of dust on them.

Chen Mo raised the Phoenix Beak Dragon Fang Halberd in his hand, intending to deliver a fatal blow to the level seven Abyss Warrior.

"Wait a moment!"

Zhu Long grabbed Chen Mo's wrist, and the phoenix beak of the Phoenix Beak Dragon Fang Halberd was only a hair's breadth away from the throat of the Abyss Warrior.

"Don't kill him yet, I have some questions for him."

Zhu Long squatted down and began speaking in a language that Chen Mo couldn't understand at all.

"What does this mean?" Chen Mo whispered to Dai Emei.

"I couldn't understand it either. I fell asleep when that old professor from Yanjing Martial Arts Academy, who spoke Abyss Language, came to teach."

Dai Emei shrugged, after all, language classes were really boring.

"..." Chen Mo.