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

"Who? Me?"

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, then almost burst out laughing.

That bitch really asked for it; I should have just looked for an opportunity to have my way with her.

However, looking at the little red dots on the bodies of his classmates, Chen Mo always felt an urge to beat everyone up.

I wonder if our class monitor, with 106 health points, can withstand my charged attack.

The base damage of the Giant Devour is 80, plus an additional 12% of the target's health as damage, bringing the total damage to 191. It's estimated that one punch would be enough to kill that bitch Zhao Qian.

"What, you're scared?" Zhao Qian raised an eyebrow, she was very sure Chen Mo was afraid.

As one of the worst losers in the class, Chen Mo would try every means to avoid combat during every practical lesson.

This kind of trash doesn't deserve to be in the same class as her. What she has to do today is to remove this cancer from the class.

Zhao Qian was quite malicious; she had no intention of holding back in the upcoming battle and was determined to cripple Chen Mo.

He should stay in the hospital for at least six months, so he won't drag the class down.

Moreover, there are quotas for injuries in practical training, so the school can't find fault with her.

"If you don't dare, then get out of Shift Three and go back to where you belong."

"For example, a garbage dump."

Zhao Qian snorted coldly, her eyes full of disdain.

"Then let's have a practice session." Chen Mo raised the corner of his mouth and stepped into the battlefield.

Zhao Qian was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Chen Mo to actually dare to fight her.

Isn't he afraid of being crippled by himself?

Zhao Qian cast an inquiring glance at Zou Shuhua in the distance, and Zou Shuhua nodded without hesitation.

"Should I give way to you?"

Chen Mo naturally noticed the exchange of glances between Zhao Qian and Zou Shuhua, and rubbed his fist as he looked at Zhao Qian.

"I don't need you, you piece of trash, to give me this!"

Zhao Qian already had a bad temper, and Chen Mo's provocation made her explode.

Zhao Qian moved swiftly, approaching Chen Mo with agile steps.

This footwork is taught at every martial arts high school on the first day of enrollment, but unfortunately, Chen Mo, the original owner of this body, is a good-for-nothing, and doesn't know it.

Seeing that Chen Mo was still standing there in a daze and did not react, Zhao Qian snorted disdainfully and punched Chen Mo in the temple.

[Receives critical hit damage, HP -9]

The temple is one of the body's weak points. Zhao Qian's attack power is 6, and a critical hit of 1.5 times the damage would result in 9 points of health.

But this pitiful nine points of damage only reduced Chen Mo's health by one percent, and Chen Mo didn't even feel any pain.

"That's it?" Chen Mo grabbed Zhao Qian's wrist and squeezed it tightly.

"Are you tickling me?"

"How is that possible!?"

Not only Zhao Qian, but everyone in Class 3 of Senior Three, including Zou Shuhua, gasped in surprise.

"Even if I stand here and let you hit me, you can't do anything to me."

Chen Mo glanced at his health regeneration rate: 4 points per second.

"Impossible, you piece of trash..."

Zhao Qian freed her hand from Chen Mo's grasp and punched him six times in succession in the chest, neck, and temple.

[Receives critical hit damage, HP -9]

[Receives critical hit damage, HP -9]

【…】

Zhao Qian used all her strength in those six punches, so Chen Mo should have been crippled by her.

Why is he still standing here unharmed?

This is impossible! This is unreasonable!

"Are you done?" Chen Mo sneered, looking at the gleaming Heart Steel symbol on Zhao Qian's body, then clenched his fist and swung it out!

when!

With a crisp, pleasant sound, Zhao Qian's health points were instantly depleted.

[Dealts 191 damage, permanently increases maximum health by 23!]

"Ugh..." Zhao Qian's eyes almost bulged out of their sockets, her chest collapsed, and she vomited large amounts of blood.

"Sorry, I didn't expect you to be so fragile."

Chen Mo chuckled and pushed the already stiff Zhao Qian to the ground.

"Who else wants to try with me?"

Everyone froze, staring in disbelief at Zhao Qian lying on the ground, barely breathing.

Several seconds later, the instructor in charge of the practical course finally came to his senses and immediately took out his phone to dial the emergency number.

"Don't just stand there! This child is going to die!"

"School doctor! Go get the school doctor right away!"

This scene is something no one could have imagined: Zhao Qian, the strongest student in their class, was actually killed by Chen Mo, a notorious piece of trash, with a single punch.

Judging from Zhao Qian's condition, even if she doesn't die, she'll be a cripple, completely losing any chance of participating in the martial arts exam.

The chest cavity was deeply sunken, and the white, broken ribs pierced through the muscles, skin, and clothes, exposing them to the air.

"Ah!!!" Zou Shuhua screamed and rushed onto the battlefield, but when she looked at Zhao Qian, who was on the verge of death, she found that there was nowhere for her to strike.

"You! It's all your fault!"

Zou Shuhua screamed wildly at Chen Mo and slapped him in the chest with a heart-piercing claw.

With a muffled thud, Chen Mo's body remained completely still.

[Receives normal damage, HP -25]

"You... attacked me?" Chen Mo couldn't believe it. As a teacher, Zou Shuhua had actually tried to kill a student.

"Why, why?" Zou Shuhua stared blankly at Chen Mo, who was unharmed.

"Since you've attacked me, don't blame me for retaliating!"

Chen Mo had long disliked this old man, and he guessed that Zhao Qian had specifically chosen him for a sparring match because of this old man's instigation!

when!

Unfortunately, Chen Mo's punch didn't land on Zou Shuhua; the combat instructor next to her raised an arm to block Chen Mo's fist.

[Dealts 193 damage, permanently increases maximum health by 23!]

"Good lad, that punch was as powerful as a level one martial artist!"

The combat instructor looked at his broken arm and gazed at Chen Mo with a complex yet admiring look.

"You dare lay a hand on a teacher! I'll have the school board expel you! You, Chen Mo, must get out of No. 1 Middle School!"

"Remember this! Our school is either you or me!"

Zou Shuhua roared at Chen Mo like a mad dog.

"Still not behaving yourself?" Chen Mo gritted his teeth. Even if he got fired today, he was going to punch this old bastard!

"stop!"

Just as Chen Mo was about to kill Zou Shuhua on the spot, a middle-aged man with a receding hairline pushed open the door of the combat training room and walked in.

"Chen Mo, you can get out of No. 1 High School now. You are no longer welcome at No. 1 High School."

The man was Zou Shuhua's husband, Zhao Dehai, who was also the principal of the school.

Zhao Qian is Zhao Dehai's niece. The fact that his niece was almost beaten to death by a bad student is something Zhao Dehai cannot accept at all.

"..." Chen Mo didn't speak, but gave Zou Shuhua a cold look before turning and leaving.