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

"Where did you learn about the energy transformation of steel marrow?"

Both Qiu Wushuang and Chu Tianhua were surprised by Chen Mo's question.

I came across this while scrolling through videos when I was bored.

Chen Mo made up an excuse on the spot, but Qiu Wushuang and Chu Tianhua didn't take it seriously.

"You need to know that the energy conversion of steel marrow is just a concept; no one has ever actually achieved it."

"There has been speculation within the martial arts world that tempering steel marrow in a place with extremely high energy density might enable the steel marrow to be energized."

"Of course, these are all speculations and theories; places with energy densities that high simply do not exist."

"Unless you can get a lot of energy fluid for a bath, it might not work."

"Anyway, I've never heard of anyone being able to convert steel marrow into energy; not even a Grandmaster could do it."

Qiu Wushuang thought she was just joking. Who would be so extravagant as to take a bath with energy liquid?

As for whether Chen Mo would take it seriously, she didn't care at all. This kid only had a little bit of energy liquid in his hand, so he wouldn't have a chance to take it seriously.

However, Qiu Wushuang never expected that Chen Mo's energy reserves were actually enough for him to take a bath.

So... he took it seriously.

The density of the energy liquid is one-quarter that of water, which means he would need to find a smaller container to soak himself in.

Okay, he'll give it a try after the exchange is over.

Not necessarily. Let's see if the Mountain City Martial Arts Academy has such a container. If they do, let's soak it.

"By the way, kid, if there are any research breakthroughs in the energy batteries, I'll need your help to test them."

Before leaving, Chu Tianhua made a point of calling out.

"..." Chen Mo realized that his group had really been used as guinea pigs.

......

Two days later, the first team to follow Chen Mo and the others into the shallow abyss for training was assembled.

Besides Chen Mo and his group of five, the Mountain City Martial Academy sent a total of twelve people.

Among them were six level three martial artists, four level four martial artists, and one level five martial artist.

Finally, there's Liu Yeqing, a complete newbie at level one. Having a mentor as a father is so convenient.

"No way, it's been so long and you're still only at level one?"

Chen Mo looked at Liu Yeqing, who had a hot figure but was not tall, and asked her a question.

"It only took me a few days to break through from level one to level two. Was it really necessary to go through all that trouble?"

"I don't have much talent in martial arts. If it weren't for my dad, I wouldn't even be a level one martial artist."

Liu Yeqing felt somewhat ashamed; she was truly incompetent.

"Alright, at least a level one martial artist is physically strong and rarely gets sick."

Chen Mo couldn't say anything; Liu Yun had already come to him for help, so he might as well take her along.

Anyway, the strongest abyssal beast in the shallow abyss is no more than level eight, so it's just a matter of one or two punches from me.

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"This is your first time entering the Abyss Rift, so please stay with us."

"You cannot survive alone in the abyss. You should also prepare gas masks. That level 5 martial artist does not need to prepare one."

Before entering the Grandmaster Academy, Ma Wanglin had been to the abyss many times; her bloody aura came from fighting her way through.

"We will not intervene in any Abyss Beasts below level five; you will have to deal with them yourselves."

"Those who are afraid of dying should stay. We cannot guarantee that everyone will come back unharmed."

"..." None of the twelve members of the Yamashiro Martial Arts Academy spoke, their gazes all quite firm.

What they want is a life-or-death struggle; only then can they be considered true practitioners.

"Okay, once you're ready, keep up and don't fall behind."

Chen Mo was quite satisfied with these weaklings from the Mountain City Martial Arts Academy; at least their attitude was up to par.

Unlike the deep abyss of Kunlun Mountain, the residential cities of the South Island, and the wasteland of Taizhou, the abyssal fissures of the mountain city are what most abyssal fissures should look like.

After entering the abyss rift, there is a seemingly bustling city, but it is actually a fortress.

Most shallow abysses have this structure: a fortress built around the entrance, where warriors form teams to explore the outside world.

When the Abyss Rift in Taizhou first opened, it was incredibly desolate, so there was absolutely no need to develop it or build a fortress.

The deep abyss of Kunlun Mountain was guarded by people whose combat power was too strong, and they directly forced the abyss warriors back inside.

The experimental city on the South Island is incomparable; fortresses are the norm.

All the supplies here are supplied from the outside world, which is one of the few opportunities that students of Shancheng Martial Arts Academy have to come into contact with the shallow abyss.

"This place is quite lively."

Chen Mo, carrying his weapon case, glanced at the diverse crowd around him and said.

"Yes, the abyssal rifts we went to were exceptions; this is the normal one."

Gu Feng shrugged, pointed to a few small buildings in the distance, and smirked.

"Let me tell you, the laws of the outside world are ineffective within the abyss; this is something the whole world tacitly agrees on."

"In the abyss rifts, you not only have to be wary of the abyss beasts, but also of those bastards who specialize in harming your own people."

Chen Mo nodded; he had already seen those bastards who specifically harmed their own people.

"Ahem, actually that's not the point. Did you see that little building...?"

Gu Feng wanted to say something more, but then he realized that Chen Mo had already led the team far away.

Martial artists generally have abundant energy and blood, so it's understandable that they need to release it.

Regardless of gender, martial artists have strong desires before reaching the upper four ranks.

People like Chen Mo, who are free from desires and whose only wish is to become stronger, are extremely rare.

Many martial artists who looked quite old noticed Chen Mo's young team and cast curious glances at them.

"Could it be those cowardly kids from the Mountain City Martial Arts Academy?"

Several martial artists with scars on their faces exchanged glances, their words filled with deep contempt.

Several students from the Mountain City Martial Arts Academy lowered their heads, clenching their fists but saying nothing.

They were telling the truth; the impression that the Mountain City Martial Arts Academy gives to outsiders is that they are cowardly and timid.

"What, you're not happy about telling the truth?"

Seemingly determined to continue the provocation, the martial artist raised an eyebrow and continued his sarcastic remarks.

"He deserves it."

Chen Mo shook his head. They were being mocked like this, yet these students didn't even have the courage to talk back.

"Are you just going to keep hiding your heads in the sand?"

"Are we just going to let them keep mocking us?"

"If you have any guts, go and fight them. What are you afraid of? They're just a few level three martial artists!"

"But..." The strongest student gritted his teeth, raised his head, and stepped out of the line.

"Take back what you said, or I'll prove that the Mountain City Martial Academy isn't all cowards."

"You think we're afraid of you?" The three level-three martial artists stood up, their long swords and sabers instantly drawn.