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

In front of the main gate of the Mountain City Martial Arts Academy.

A car whose chassis was scraping wildly on the ground came to a stop, and the driver, looking pained, got out and opened the door.

"Mr. Chen, we have arrived at the Mountain City Martial Arts Academy..."

"Thanks, but your car..."

This can't really be blamed on Chen Mo. He himself weighs 1,000 jin, a set of steel bracelets weighs more than 400 jin, and a phoenix-beak dragon tooth halberd weighs 600 jin.

These three things together weigh a ton, not to mention that Chen Mo was sitting in the back seat, with all the weight concentrated on one point.

The fact that this vehicle lasted all the way to the school gate before becoming like this is already a testament to its excellent quality...

"Don't worry, the company will handle these minor issues."

The driver forced a smile, but it looked like he was in pain.

Since the driver had said so, Chen Mo didn't care about anything else and got out of the car with his two weapon cases.

The moment Chen Mo got out of the car, the car, which had been touching the ground on one side, suddenly returned to normal, and the driver breathed a sigh of relief.

"So this is the Mountain City Martial Arts Academy."

Chen Mo and the others gathered together, looked up at the huge school gate in front of them, and said.

"It seems like that's all there is to it?"

Gu Feng scratched his head, feeling that the Mountain City Martial Arts Academy wasn't as... awesome as they had imagined?

"Excuse me, are you Chen?" A girl in a long skirt jogged over, glanced at Chen Mo and the others, and asked with a smile.

"It's me." Chen Mo nodded and looked the girl up and down.

A level two martial artist? Looks like he's not a freshman. How come he's so weak?

Chen Mo frowned but didn't say anything, after all, not everyone is as powerful as the geniuses of the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy.

For most martial artists, reaching level three or even level two is already the limit of their lifetime.

Those who can break through to level four are already considered talented, and mid-level four martial artists play a pivotal role in the Great Xia Dynasty.

Martial artists like them, who reach the middle fourth level before the age of twenty, are extremely rare; one in 100,000 would be considered a lot.

"I'm Xia Changqing from the School of Humanities. You can just call me Professor Xia~"

Xia Changqing has a very sweet smile and a youthful appearance.

"So these are professors from the humanities department. No wonder they're so weak."

Yang Zuo, who was standing to the side, suddenly realized that he and Chen Mo had been together for so long that they had gradually come to believe that the entire human race was at this level.

Upon suddenly seeing someone in their thirties still at level two, Yang Zuo thought his judgment was wrong.

"Hehe, I am indeed a little weak..." Xia Changqing's expression was a bit unpleasant, but he still replied with a smile.

"After all, it's a liberal arts college, so it's normal for it to be a little weak. Reaching level two already allows a martial artist to be immune to all diseases."

Gu Feng smiled at Xia Changqing and said what he thought were words of 'comfort'.

Xia Changqing felt quite uncomfortable hearing these words. So what if she was a level two martial artist? A level two martial artist is already quite powerful!

Do you think everyone is as strong as you bunch of freaks?

It was Gu Feng and Yang Zuo's words that made Xia Changqing even more certain that these people were there to challenge the dojo.

They were definitely sent by those old grandmasters from the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy who looked down on them!

"Let me take you to your dorm first. After you put your things down, you can rest for a bit, and then we'll go to the cafeteria for lunch."

Xia Changqing recognized everyone in front of her except for the seemingly weak girl.

With national championship, runner-up, and third place, and having single-handedly defeated an immortal female berserker from the Celestial Race, Chen Mo and his companions are quite famous.

Chen Mo, in particular, is a great hero who defied the Abyss Mother Tree and saved the Abyss of the Southern Island. His reputation is quite resounding.

It feels like the college is about to get lively...

Walking along the central avenue of the Mountain City Martial Arts Academy, you'll see several students from the academy passing by from time to time.

However, their strength was not particularly high, with the majority being first- or second-level martial artists.

Chen Mo and his group were naturally recognized, and many students were discussing it.

"Isn't that Chen Mo, the national champion? What's he doing at our martial arts academy?"

"I don't know. The people around him seem familiar. Are they the Celestial Race members who lost to Chen Mo in the national competition?"

"Huh? The Celestials stayed with us?"

"It's not there, what's going on?"

"Oh right, my advisor told me that a place called 'Great Xia Grandmaster Academy' sent some exchange students over. Could it be them?"

"The Great Xia Grandmaster Academy? I've never heard of it before. It sounds like a grand name."

"..."

Listening to the discussions around him, Chen Mo really felt that the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy was being too low-key.

An academy composed of thirteen grandmasters, a very mysterious old dean, and a group of powerful and talented martial artists at least at level seven, surprisingly has little reputation in the outside world.

This is far too low-key.

Putting everything else aside, with the strength and resources of the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy alone, destroying some medium-sized or medium-sized countries would be an easy task.

"I think I understand what the old dean is thinking."

Chen Mo sighed. The Great Xia Grandmaster Academy was too low-key, which led to a great misjudgment of the strength of the Great Xia by the public.

Not to mention the thirteen grandmasters, at least half of the hundreds of talented martial artists in the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy could become grandmasters, yet this strength was not openly discussed.

I really don't understand.

Suddenly, Chen Mo's ears twitched, and he turned his head to look at the stadium not far away.

"What's going on over there? It sounds quite lively."

Xia Changqing's expression changed. The gymnasium was currently hosting an Asian youth exchange and learning conference, and they should be exchanging ideas at this time.

Principal Wu Yaozu had previously warned that these students from the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy were all combat maniacs and that they should not be allowed to join in the fun.

"Ah, it's nothing, just a friendly spar between students, nothing special."

"They're all too weak; you probably won't be interested."

Xia Changqing was already sweating profusely, racking his brains to stop Chen Mo and the others from joining in the fun.

"That's really not very interesting."

Chen Mo nodded, but then he turned and headed straight for the stadium.

"Although it's not very interesting, I still want to see what kind of fighting style the martial artists at the Martial Arts Academy have."

"Oh right, I remember they were called the academic school, weren't they?"

Gu Feng and the others exchanged glances. It seemed that Chen Mo was going to establish his authority as soon as he entered the room.

"Yes, yes, Dean Geng Lianhu specifically instructed us to exchange and learn from each other, and now is a great opportunity."

Gu Feng knew the principle of using someone else's name to intimidate others, so he figured it was perfectly fine to mention Geng Lianhu's name first.

Xia Changqing reached out to stop Chen Mo and the others, only to find that they had already disappeared from his side.

"We're doomed, we have to notify the principal right away..."