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

"Translator, come here."

At this moment, it seemed as if Chen Mo was the master of this exchange, and everyone present could only obey his orders.

A girl who wasn't particularly attractive squeezed through the crowd and stood next to Chen Mo.

"You can speak Japanese?"

"Yes." The aura emanating from this girl was not strong; at most, she resembled a level one martial artist.

Judging from her expression, she must be a practical martial artist who has been annoyed by these spineless academics for a long time.

"What's your name?"

"Willow Leaf Green".

"From now on, you translate whatever I say, word for word."

Chen Mo grinned, took the Phoenix Beak Dragon Fang Halberd from the weapon box, and stuck it straight into the alloy floor of the arena.

"Understood." Liu Yeqing naturally knew what Chen Mo wanted to do; she had been waiting for this moment for far too long.

After seeing these guys swaggering around at the Mountain City Martial Arts Academy for so long, finally someone tough guy has stepped forward to teach them a lesson.

"I, Chen Mo, an eighteen-year-old level six martial artist, have come to challenge you, you piece of trash."

"I won't bully you. Go get your best weapon. I can easily beat you with my bare hands."

"Students of Shancheng Martial Academy, listen up! A draw between a level seven and an level eight martial artist is nothing special. Today, I'll show you how a level six martial artist can kill a level seven martial artist with a single punch!"

Chen Mo crossed his arms, his invisible aura of dominance enveloping the entire stadium.

Everyone remained silent, but many students who were still full of passion looked at Chen Mo with shining eyes.

Was Chen Mo's behavior arrogant?

Obviously not.

This is blatant arrogance on his part, an act of disrespecting martial artists from other countries.

But Chen Mo had the right to be arrogant. Who would dare to say that he could kill a peak level 7 martial artist with one punch when he was at level 6?

Liu Yeqing's cheeks flushed red as she translated Chen Mo's words to Ota Shun without missing a single one.

After hearing this, Ota Shun's expression turned cold. He glared fiercely at Chen Mo and uttered a bunch of gibberish.

Liu Yeqing's face, which was already flushed, turned even redder, and even faintly turned purple.

"Translate it, just tell me what he said."

Chen Mo guessed that Ota Shun hadn't said anything nice, otherwise Liu Yeqing wouldn't have had that expression.

He said... he could end your life with one stab, so don't overestimate yourself.

"All he has to do is kneel down and apologize, and he can pretend this never happened."

Liu Yeqing never expected that Ota Shun would be so arrogant. Didn't he know what kind of ruthless character Chen Mo was?

A level 3 fighter can defeat a level 5, and a level 5 fighter can even destroy the Abyss Mother Tree. Now, how powerful will Chen Mo, who is now at level 6, become?

and many more...

Level 6?

Liu Yeqing just realized that Chen Mo was a level 5 expert just over a month ago.

No, not only that, he was only a level two martial artist in June, but he broke through to level three during the national competition...

In other words, Chen Mo broke through from level three to level six in just one summer vacation and a little over a month after school started.

Breaking through three levels in two months—what terrifying martial arts talent!

The students and instructors around him didn't notice this; their attention was entirely focused on Ota Shun's extremely arrogant words.

Admittedly, Chen Mo's words were quite arrogant, but they just felt that Chen Mo was right.

Damn it, what's wrong with us being a little arrogant? We won't tolerate a mere level seven martial artist like you running rampant on the land of Great Xia!

"Very well, I was originally going to spare your life, but I don't need to now."

Chen Mo was so angry he laughed. He had only called him a piece of trash, and this bastard actually made him kneel down and apologize.

Damn it, if I don't beat him to a pulp today, I'm a Japanese man!

"Tell him that life and death are predestined, and he shouldn't actually get killed by my punch."

"I gave him fifteen seconds to prepare his weapons, and after fifteen seconds I was going to make my move."

Chen Mo's Perfect Steel Skin and Perfect Steel Blood have begun to operate at full speed, with defense, attack, and speed all greatly increased.

He's determined to smash this trash with one punch today.

After Liu Yeqing finished translating her words, Chen Mo ignored Ota Shun's babbling and just stood on the arena waiting for him to get his weapon.

Seeing that Chen Mo was really about to make a move, Ota Shun sneered, and his accompanying instructor handed him a pure black samurai sword.

After taking the katana, Ota Shun knelt down in a very strange posture.

It looked no different from a toad lying on the ground, poised to pounce.

"Chen Mo, be careful! That Ota Shun's specialty is the quick-draw sword slash; I heard it can instantly cut through 25-centimeter-thick Class B alloy armor..."

Liu Yeqing wanted to remind Chen Mo, but Chen Mo simply picked her up and placed her under the arena.

"Grade B alloy?"

"Just trash."

As he spoke, Chen Mo unleashed an extremely terrifying surge of qi and blood, causing gusts of wind to rise throughout the stadium.

"Come on, you piece of trash, hack away here."

Chen Mo pointed to his neck, arrogantly revealing his aorta.

"Go to hell!"

After barking, Ota Shun moved swiftly, and the katana that was just in its sheath was now slashing towards Chen Mo's neck.

Judging from his posture, he really wanted to behead Chen Mo with one stroke.

Ding!

Sparks flew everywhere, and Chen Mo's skin had turned iron gray at some point. The samurai sword only managed to cut a tiny bit of his skin before stopping.

"I told you, you're trash."

Chen Mo's eyes were cold as he looked at the charged attack symbol on Ota Shun's chest.

"You can't even cut me down standing right here, yet you dare to try and cut off my head?"

Ota Shun's health points were a pitiful 400,000, and his defense wasn't high either, but his attack power was about the same as Chen Mo's.

Unfortunately, Chen Mo's defense reached 178000 after activating Perfect Steel Skin, and Ota Shun's pitiful attack power couldn't even hurt Chen Mo.

Of course, attack power is just the basics; the damage from martial arts techniques might even give Chen Mo a minor scratch.

Qi and blood condensed in Chen Mo's right fist, and the Blood Fist, which he hadn't used in a long time, made a dazzling appearance at this moment.

The damage from Heart of Steel combined with the damage from Blood Fist, plus Chen Mo's attack power.

The power of this punch has exceeded one million. Chen Mo didn't even use a weapon, let alone a grandmaster-level martial art like the Blazing Fire!

Everyone present felt the aura emanating from Chen Mo, and even the several eighth-level instructors from the academy school took a few steps back, their faces pale.

"Too weak, trash!"

Ota Shun's pupils constricted as he tried to escape, but Chen Mo's speed was no joke.

After activating Perfect Steel Blood, Chen Mo's speed is so fast that even a level 12 martial artist might not be able to catch up with him, let alone a mere level 7 peak martial artist like you.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Chen Mo appeared in front of Ota Shun.

"I'll send you flying with one punch!"

boom!

The violent blood energy erupted instantly at this moment, and the aftershocks even tore the alloy arena to pieces.

The fist, having been mostly depleted, tore through the outer wall of the stadium, and even the lawn outside was not spared.

[Dealt 1111337 damage! Maximum health increased by 133360!]

"vomit......"

As the dust settled, Chen Mo stared blankly at Ota Shun, whose chest had only been pierced by his punch.

Wait a minute, is this kid really that sturdy?

"Wow, that kills two birds with one stone!"

Gu Feng, who was below the arena, naturally watched the whole thing and noticed things that Chen Mo hadn't.

Just as Chen Mo's punch was about to touch Ota Shun, the leader of the Japanese team rushed up from below.

He put his arms together in front of Ota Shun, seemingly trying to block the punch for him.

Unfortunately, Chen Mo's punch was too powerful, tearing the eighth-level martial artist's body to shreds the moment it touched him.

Look, half of its butt is still hanging from the ceiling.