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

Chen Mo nodded, not taking the matter to heart.

But the moment Wu Yaozu left, Chen Mo seemed to smell a faint scent of blood.

Chen Mo glanced back at Wu Yaozu for a long time, then went to class without saying anything more.

But the moment Chen Mo sat down, the system's announcement rang in his ears.

[Attention, host! A new challenge mission is coming and will begin precisely in 48 hours!]

[There is no penalty for failure; rewards will be unlocked after the mission begins!]

"As expected, Wu Yaozu is the problem."

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes. Whenever he was about to encounter danger or was in the midst of an event, the system would usually issue a challenge mission.

Once this challenge mission arrives, it means something big might happen in two days.

"Could it be that the system really has the ability to predict the future?"

Chen Mo was actually skeptical about this matter; the system was more likely using the information he already possessed to infer what might happen in the future.

Similar to a supercomputer?

Shaking his head, Chen Mo didn't dwell on the matter too much; he didn't have the energy to think about these things right now.

Only when he becomes the strongest in the world, kicking the Abyss and tearing apart the Celestial Race, will he have the mind to study his own petty affairs.

...

At this time, Wu Yaozu was still holding the position of principal of the Mountain City Martial Arts Academy, so no one stopped him from entering the abyss.

Moreover, Wu Yaozu is a level twelve martial artist. Even if he hasn't fought for many years, he won't be in any danger entering the shallow abyss.

"I originally planned to continue lying low, but I never expected something like this to happen."

Wu Yaozu touched his neck; there was still a hole there that hadn't healed.

"Luckily, I've never shown my face before, otherwise I would definitely have died at the hands of that crazy woman Qiu Wushuang this time."

"However, the flesh and blood of a level 12 martial artist is much more delicious than that of a mid-level 4 martial artist. I should have made my move sooner."

Wu Yaozu moved extremely fast and quickly penetrated into the shallow abyss.

The further you go in, the stronger the abyss beasts become, and the fewer people there are around.

After finding a deserted corner, Wu Yaozu's eyes began to glaze over, and his pupils began to dilate.

puff!

A hand emerged from the hole behind Wu Yaozu's neck, followed by a figure tearing through Wu Yaozu's skin and emerging.

"That Chen Mo deserves to die. First, he ruined the good things in the Southeast Diocese, and then he started an anti-cult campaign in the Southwest Diocese."

"You really enjoy opposing the Abyss Cult, don't you?"

"Then I'll make you feel good..."

As she spoke, the figure slammed her hands onto the gray-white ground, and a purplish-red crack began to erupt from her palms.

"You're leaving in three days. Before that, let me give you a surprise."

"You like to stir up the fighting spirit in these little brats, huh? Well, I'll make you bleed properly!"

As the purplish-red fissure grew thicker, faint roars emanated from the entrance to the middle-level abyss, the "Path of No Return," three hundred kilometers behind her.

"If a level nine abyss beast can't kill you, then I'll have the abyss demon do it."

Her body began to slowly wither and shrivel until she finally became a skeleton made of skin and bones.

"The flesh and blood of a martial artist, the energy of the abyss, and my own master's essence—these three things are enough to attract the Great Demon of the Abyss."

"I left something good on you; the Great Demon of the Abyss will definitely like it..."

Her plan was simple: given Chen Mo's personality, he would definitely not stand idly by if problems arose in the abyss.

Once Chen Mo enters the abyss rift, those abyss demons will lock onto him and keep him there until his flesh and blood are melted away!

A single Abyss Mother Tree plus an Abyss Riot can't do anything to you, because there's a Grandmaster and a mad old man.

Even with Qiu Wushuang's help, Chen Mo, you are doomed to die!

Of course, as the archbishop of the southwest region, the priest would never forget that old lion king from the Mountain City Martial Arts Academy.

She had been infiltrating the Mountain City Martial Arts Academy for six years, during which time she had been living inside Sun Liguo's body.

In other words, the Mountain City Martial Academy was corrupted by the Abyss Cult as early as six years ago.

Before the old lion king exhausted his master's essence, he was quite fierce, no weaker than the current governor of the South Island, Song Bin.

However, the old man hasn't recovered after all these years, and it's unlikely he ever will.

Let's consider him as a level 13 Grandmaster for now. The only thing the Mountain City Martial Academy needs to be concerned about are two Grandmaster-level combatants.

The rest of the people, including Chen Mo and his group, were no match for the Great Demon of the Abyss.

Yes, it's stable!

Chen Mo is doomed!

...

For the next two days, Chen Mo did what he always did: attending classes in the morning and leading a team to the Abyss Rift in the afternoon.

Now, whenever Chen Mo leads a team, at least a thousand people will compete for five spots, making the competition extremely fierce.

"How's your arm?"

Seeing He Miao leading Ma Wanglin over, Chen Mo also stepped forward to inquire.

He Miao's arm injury was not serious, so she didn't waste her mental energy on repairing it and just went to the hospital for simple treatment.

"You're all better now and can move around normally."

He Miao smiled; she had also been in the news a few days ago because of the incident at the Global Center.

Her parents called that very day, first expressing their concern and then showering her with praise.

He Miao has two siblings, and she is the only one with spiritual power. The rest of her siblings are only level two martial artists. She can be said to be the only one in the whole family who can be called extraordinary.

I've been studying at the Shanghai Mental Strength Research Center for so many years, but my parents at home have no idea about or can't understand what mental strength is.

It wasn't until the major events of the past two days that the couple realized their daughter was already capable of standing on her own.

"You need to be more careful this time. Your body isn't much stronger than the average person's, so you should prioritize protecting yourself."

Chen Mo rubbed He Miao's head, and He Miao puffed out her cheeks in protest.

Ever since Chen Mo saw Ma Wanglin touch He Miao's head, he had been curious about what her head felt like.

Today, Chen Mo finally understands why Ma Wanglin likes to pat He Miao's head so much.

It feels great to the touch, even better than a Golden Retriever.

Warm and fluffy...

"Let's go. This is the last time we'll lead a team down into the abyss. The assessment will be the day after tomorrow."

"Those who pass can return to the Grandmaster Academy; those who fail will continue to be brainwashed by this demonic sound."

As Chen Mo spoke, he glanced at Gu Feng, who also wanted to pat He Miao's head.