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

As Xia Changqing led Chen Mo and the others to their dormitory, the people in the gymnasium finally came to their senses.

Someone died...

Only now do the students and mentors who were just cheering realize what Chen Mo has done.

With a blank expression and a nonchalant punch, he killed two people.

Liu Yeqing's expression was also somewhat unpleasant at this moment. Although she disliked Ota Shun, she felt that his crime did not warrant death.

"Xiao Liu, don't think there's anything wrong with what Chen Mo did."

Liu Yun, Liu Yeqing's mentor and also her father, walked over and gently patted her on the back.

"Do you think Great Xia's current status was achieved through exchanges and learning?"

"No, you're still too naive."

"The Great Xia's current status was achieved through the deeds of ruthless characters like Chen Mo!"

"If it weren't for people like them, the Great Xia would have long been beset by internal and external troubles."

"The academic school has indoctrinated the younger generation, making them truly believe that peace and status can be achieved through negotiation."

"It is precisely because of ruthless characters like Chen Mo that you are able to cultivate in peace in the rear."

"He exudes a strong murderous aura, and I'm very curious about what he's been through these past few months."

"But one thing I'm sure of is that this kid is a warrior who fought his way through."

Liu Yun spoke firmly, giving Chen Mo extremely high praise.

"Follow him, learn from him, this is what a martial artist of the Great Xia should be like."

After patting Liu Yeqing on the shoulder, Liu Yun turned around and went to maintain order in the venue.

Many people in the audience felt that Chen Mo had gone too far, but most others thought that Chen Mo was incredibly domineering and absolutely cool.

A level six martial artist can kill a level eight martial artist and a level seven peak martial artist with a single punch. Who can do that?

"By the way, I remember Chen Mo was an exchange student sent by the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy?"

"What kind of place is the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy? The champions and runners-up of the national competition both went there..."

"I don't know, but the name sounds pretty cool..."

The students were buzzing with discussion, not only because of their admiration for Chen Mo, but also because of their curiosity about the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy.

As long as Chen Mo has aroused the outside world's desire to learn about the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy, he can be considered to have succeeded, and Ota Jun and his team leader's death will not have been in vain.

Yes, he died a worthy death.

...

As night fell, Chen Mo, having received his course schedule, sat blankly on a chair in his dormitory.

"Not a buddy..."

"Classes from 6 a.m. to 9 p.m., do you think I'm some kind of senior in high school preparing for the college entrance exam?"

Chen Mo sighed. This timetable was specially arranged for them by the Mountain City Martial Arts Academy, in order to complete the basic cultural courses of four years of university in one month.

"Those old men really think we're war gods..."

Gu Feng also sighed. As a member of the Jing family, he had never experienced such an explosive work schedule.

"What's wrong? I feel fine, not under much pressure."

Ma Wanglin looked at the two of them with some surprise. This time allocation was not bad; at least their sleep time was guaranteed.

"Oh right, you're from Xishan."

Chen Mo slapped his forehead. The study schedules of high school seniors preparing for the college entrance exam in Xishan Province were far more terrifying than this.

It could be anywhere from 5 a.m. to 11 p.m.

"So, why are you in the boys' dormitory?"

Gu Feng was completely bewildered. When did Ma Wanglin come in?

"I've come to discuss our body tempering."

Ma Wanglin ignored Gu Feng and turned to look at Chen Mo and Yang Zuo.

"Although I need to catch up on my academic studies, I can't neglect my physical fitness either."

What do you all think?

"..." Chen Mo felt that he had tried his best, but in front of Ma Wanglin, he seemed to be relaxing every day.

"That makes sense. I think three hours of sleep a day is enough. Martial artists don't need much sleep."

Yang Zuo strongly agreed with Ma Wanglin's statement. As a highly talented and hardworking individual, Yang Zuo only slept for two hours a day, spending the rest of his time training.

In addition to tempering his body every day, he also practiced martial arts and honed his supernatural abilities, leading a very fulfilling life.

"Go ahead and roll it, roll it as hard as you want."

Chen Mo leaned back in his chair; he hadn't experienced such intense academic classes in many years.

To put it bluntly, I forgot everything I learned in high school after I went to university in my past life.

The brain is no different from one that has been soaked in hydrogen peroxide.

"It's getting late. We'll discuss the specifics tomorrow. Get some rest tonight; you have class tomorrow."

After saying goodbye, Ma Wanglin left, leaving Chen Mo and the other two men lying on the bed.

"I'm going to sleep too. If I fail the test, I'll have to continue this miserable life..."

Gu Feng sighed repeatedly; he had never experienced such a hellish life before.

Yang Zuo didn't speak, but sat on the bed comprehending the divine powers of heaven and man.

Late at night, Chen Mo, who couldn't sleep, opened his eyes.

Chen Mo opened the system panel and glanced at the progress of his body tempering.

[Perfect Steel Skin (100%), Perfect Steel Blood (100%), Golden Bone (100%), Steel Marrow (0%)]

[Additional Refinement: Muscle (7%)]

"It really works..."

Since Chen Mo blew up his entire arm last time, the muscle cells in his right arm seem to have undergone tremendous tempering, with the progress increasing by 1%.

It should be that energy particles replaced blood and qi to temper muscle cells, with similar effects but a much larger total amount.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo's reckless desire to die began to burn.

"Would I die if my whole body exploded...?"

"I think so...?"

After pondering for a while, Chen Mo temporarily abandoned the overall self-destruction tempering method and instead thought of the partial self-destruction tempering method.

His physical strength is too high; it's impossible for him to temper himself step by step like a normal martial artist.

Only by forging a new path and tempering oneself in a more radical and violent way can one keep up with Gu Feng and his team.

Leaving aside others, take Yang Zuo for example. This guy's kidneys are already half-tempered, and in another two or three months he will be able to become an eighth-level martial artist.

Chen Mo now needs to temper his muscles and bone marrow, and must find an effective way to increase his tempering speed.

Especially the muscle tempering, since the reward is the 'last reserve buff', and I can't possibly give up this reward.

"How about... a smaller portion first?"

With a thought, Chen Mo transferred one gram of energy liquid from his storage space to his mouth.

With a gulp, Chen Mo swallowed the energy liquid.

Instantly, a burning pain spread throughout Chen Mo's body, and the terrifying power unleashed by the combination of energy particles and blood qi almost made Chen Mo crack.

However, compared to the last time when he swallowed ten grams at once, Chen Mo could still digest this level of energy expansion.

After that gram of energy liquid and blood qi were completely integrated, Chen Mo concentrated that uncontrollable energy in his right arm.

"Come on, let me see if it works."