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

"This...this is a level six martial artist?"

The mentor, known as Old Li, was deathly pale and trembling all over.

He hadn't paid attention to who the arrogant child was, but when he heard the name 'Chen Mo,' he instantly regretted it.

National champion, defying the abyss mother tree, entered the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy at the age of eighteen.

If you were to randomly pick any one of these three titles and place it on someone, that person could rise to great heights.

But Chen Mo alone bore these three titles, coupled with his terrifying martial arts talent...

Old Li could already imagine how terrible his future would be.

Unfortunately, Chen Mo had already forgotten about him and was disgustedly shaking off Ota Shun, who was hanging on his arm.

The surroundings were completely silent, and even the rest of the Japanese team were stunned.

"It's just friendly sparring; getting injured a little is normal."

"Fists and kicks have no eyes; if he dies, it's not my fault. Who told him to be so weak?"

Chen Mo kicked the dead Ota Shun off the stage, his face showing no remorse whatsoever.

All that remained was a strong sense of irony and arrogance.

"Anyone who disagrees can come up and spar with me, but I can't guarantee you'll leave the ring alive."

Pulling out the Phoenix Beak Dragon Tooth Halberd, Chen Mo pointed directly at the exchange meeting composed of various countries below.

Chen Mo knew that many of them were indeed there to exchange and learn, after all, Great Xia was the world's strongest martial arts nation.

But some of them had a strange look in their eyes; it wasn't the look of someone studying at all, but rather the look of someone looking at a monkey.

No, saying it was looking at monkeys is too kind; it was a look full of contempt.

The moment the Phoenix Beak Dragon Tooth Halberd was pulled out, everyone saw the thick, indelible blood on its blade.

The exchange delegations from various countries retreated one after another. Some of their countries didn't even have a Grandmaster, and their strongest member was just a level twelve martial artist.

"Dear students of Shancheng Martial Arts Academy."

Seeing that the exchange groups had no intention of causing trouble, Chen Mo turned to look at the students in the gymnasium.

"I am Chen Mo, an exchange student from the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy who has come to your esteemed school."

"I had no intention of disrupting the order, nor did I mean to look down on you."

"It's incredibly puzzling that these scoundrels can actually lecture you."

"Our Great Xia is the world's number one country in martial arts. Even when we need to exchange ideas, we should do so with those countries that are slightly weaker."

"Or we could help some weaker countries become stronger, which would also be reasonable, as some of their skills might come in handy."

"Admittedly, you can gain a lot from exchanging and learning, but theoretical discussions are always nonsense. A martial artist who has never fought is just a pretty face with lots of energy."

"That's right, I'm talking about some spineless cowards, trash who only think about climbing the social ladder."

"I apologize to everyone now. I just couldn't stand some spineless people. You can continue your 'exchange meeting' now."

Chen Mo clasped his hands in a fist salute, picked up the Phoenix Beak Dragon Tooth Halberd, and walked off the arena.

The arena was silent for a few seconds, but then erupted into a deafening roar of cheers.

Indeed, it was the cheers of those still-passionate students and mentors that made them finally understand what their feelings were.

Especially those practical mentors, who had been suppressed by the academics for too long, finally had a "heavenly soldier" come to their aid.

With the help of a tough, practical fighter like Chen Mo, they will regain control of the teaching policy of the Mountain City Martial Arts Academy.

Let's get this weak college back on its feet!

"Let's go, I'm hungry."

After putting the Phoenix Beak Dragon Tooth Halberd into its weapon case, Chen Mo waved to Gu Feng and the others.

"Follow-up issues..."

Compared to Chen Mo and the others, He Miao was rather timid.

She was a little worried that someone might cause trouble for Chen Mo later.

"Don't worry, I just told Dean Xue about this."

Gu Feng waved his hand. They were killing people on the territory of the Mountain City Martial Academy. If they didn't have anyone backing them up, they would be asking for trouble.

"Dean Xue only said one thing: 'Just take them down,' and whatever happens, those thirteen grandmasters will cover for you."

"If anyone dares to bully the weak, he'll personally come and teach that person a lesson."

"..." He Miao.

No wonder Chen Mo is like this. Whether it's Liang Yongsheng, Tian Xingxing, Song Bin, or Xue Le, all of them are from military backgrounds.

They all have one thing in common: they take life and death lightly and are ready to fight if they disagree.

You can say there are weaklings in the military, but you can't say there are cowards in the military.

"You guys... are you alright?" Xia Changqing asked, looking worried as he looked at the group of people who came out of the gymnasium.

"It sounded like there was an explosion inside the stadium just now. Did someone really do something?"

She didn't know that the explosion in the stadium was caused by Chen Moqian; she was only worried about whether Chen Moqian and the others were injured.

"We're fine, but the Mountain City Martial Arts Academy might be in some trouble."

Chen Mo shook his head, making no attempt to hide the fact that he had killed Ota Shun.

"That's good..." Xia Changqing breathed a sigh of relief. It's okay if this kind of person dies, but the people of the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy can't be harmed.

Despite the high casualty rate at the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy, those old grandmasters are extremely protective of their own.

Dying in the abyss is your own fault for not being strong enough, but outside, apart from losing to people of the same age or level, anyone else who wants to mess with the people of the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy should think twice.

See if you can withstand the wrath of a master.

"What, aren't you worried that something will happen if Ota Shun dies?"

Chen Mo was somewhat surprised. Could it be that Xia Changqing wasn't from the academic school?

"He's dead, so he's dead. I doubt they'd dare say anything."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo was basically certain that Professor Xia from the School of Humanities was not an academic.

It could even be a radical among the practical practitioners...

It's the kind of thing that doesn't treat people from other countries as human beings...