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

[Hellish Curse: You can harvest the souls of enemies who die around you, thus providing you with increased defense and attack power.]

Each point of soul provides 1 point of defense and 0.5 attack power, stacking infinitely.

There are no tricks or restrictions, just pure, satisfying skill stacking!

Pure numbers, pure joy—the passive ability "Hell's Curse" allowed Chen Mo to rediscover the joy he felt when he first started stacking steel.

Looking at this skill that represented 'numerical value', Chen Mo finally sighed.

"well......"

Chen Mo so wished he had this skill when he flew into the Abyss Demon, so that his current stats wouldn't be so 'low'.

At this moment, Chen Mo had completely forgotten that he was only a level six martial artist, after all, besides various geniuses, he was surrounded by a group of grandmasters.

Chen Mo was filled with envy whenever he saw the stats of the Grandmasters...

[Congratulations, host! Your muscle tempering progress has reached 75%! Side quest two completed!]

[Random warrior-type hero template has been distributed. Please check your inventory!]

[Side Quest 3 unlocked: Increase Muscle Tempering progress to 100% to advance to Perfect Steel Body, and then sublimate to Flawless Royal Body]

[Rewards upon completion of the mission: Storage Space Expansion Card x1, Unlimited Materialization Card x1]

"Wait a minute..."

The moment the system announcement sounded, Chen Mo realized that something seemed amiss...

Looking down, the bathtub full of energy liquid had been completely drained, with only one or two drops remaining at the bottom.

Chen Mo was somewhat amused and exasperated, unsure whether he had gained or lost in this situation.

Energy liquid is indeed very precious, but it's not some rare treasure.

But hero templates are different; if you're lucky, you can use them as invincibility cards.

Moreover, these energy liquids weren't used for nothing; Chen Mo's attack and defense capabilities were greatly enhanced.

【HP: 10065400】

Attack: 613305

[Defense: 703059]

[Life Regeneration: 20000 per second]

Looking at his current stats, Chen Mo finally understood why Senior Brother Zhu Long's scores were ridiculously high.

The values ​​that muscle tempering can provide only become more exaggerated as the tempering progress increases. Chen Mo's progress is only 75%, yet the improvement has already reached six figures.

If it reaches 100%, or if it truly becomes a perfect steel body, how exaggerated will its stats become?

Could a level 6 warrior tear apart ten martial artists with a single blow?

It's really hard to say...

Chen Mo recalled how Zhu Long killed that level 10 Abyss Warrior, and how he could even fight against a level 11 Abyss Warrior.

"The value has to be high enough."

Stepping out of the bathtub, Chen Mo picked up a bathrobe and draped it over his shoulders.

hum!

An invisible wave erupted upstairs from Chen Mo's place, followed by Gu Feng's maniacal laughter.

"Hahahaha! Is this Gran Island really the legendary paradise on earth?"

"The energy density is so high! I've advanced to level eight martial artist!"

Immediately afterwards, a wave similar to Gu Feng's came from next door to Chen Mo, but there was nothing else.

"Are the effects of the spilled energy particles really that good?"

Chen Mo glanced at the energy liquid in the bathtub that was rapidly dissipating; the effect of this stuff was unbelievable.

"The muscle-building process is extremely taxing, but the results are also very noticeable..."

Chen Mo also understood why Zhu Long's cultivation level had stagnated and even shown signs of regression.

He used a full 500 kilograms of energy liquid to temper his muscles to 75%, while Zhu Long relied on his own blood and qi to continuously temper his muscles.

"Damn, what a tough guy..."

"Come! Chen Mo, you brat! Fight me to the death!"

"I'll see just how strong you really are!"

Gu Feng, for some unknown reason, kicked open Chen Mo's door and rushed in.

"..." Chen Mo didn't speak, just stared at Gu Feng with dead fish eyes.

"..." Gu Feng calmed down after seeing Chen Mo's muscular build, chuckled, and tried to restore the flying door.

For some reason, Gu Feng always felt that even if he broke through to level eight, he still wouldn't be a match for Chen Mo...

"You want to leave?"

Chen Mo appeared beside Gu Feng in a flash, revealing a dangerous smile.

"Would you believe me if I said I was so angry that my brain was overwhelmed?"

Gu Feng forced a smile, but it looked bitter no matter how you looked at it.

He's finished, and one thing is certain.

That means it seems that only after breaking through to the upper fourth level of martial arts can he spar with Chen Mo...

"Of course I believe you, you're my dear teammate!"

Chen Mo grabbed Gu Feng's shoulder, and then the two appeared on the private beach.

"Let me explain..."

Before Gu Feng could finish speaking, he was plunged headfirst into the sand, leaving only his feet sticking out.

"Let me help you calm down."

"Also, this is called burying ancestors upright, which will surely bring prosperity to their descendants."

"Good night!"

Of course, this level of injury wouldn't harm Gu Feng.

Throwing him into the sand was at most just playful banter between the two of them.

......

While Chen Mo and his friends were fooling around, several New Americans with different appearances were sitting in other villas in the Rosalia Hotel.

"Professor, the team members sent by Great Xia this time are all quite famous."

The gray-haired youth in the lead swirled the liquor in his glass and downed it in one gulp.

"It's a pity they're just a bunch of kids who've just turned eighteen; they're perfect stepping stones for us."

Never underestimate any opponent.

The old man, referred to as the professor, raised his eyelids, his gaze unusually sharp.

"Those kids are extremely strong in combat; some of the things they've done are things even you couldn't do."

"If you underestimate them, you will suffer a terrible fate."

"Especially Chen Mo, they are clearly the ace of the Great Xia team this time."

"How could this be? Shouldn't it be that Celestial Race member?"

The gray-haired youth paused for a moment, then asked incredulously.

The professor glanced at the gray-haired youth but ignored him.

If Lawrence weren't the best fit for energy armor, he would never have chosen this idiot to fight.

Saying he has no brains is an understatement; this guy is practically a caveman.

"You must remember, this is the best time for the new American energy armor to make its debut."

"Let the whole world see that it's not just those lousy, worthless martial artists who can resist the Abyss; technology is also one of the means to resist the Abyss."

"Although the team sent by Great Xia this time wasn't their strongest, defeating them, the reigning champions, still allows the energy armor of New America to shine!"

"I will allow you to unleash 100% of the armor's output power, even if it means overloading."

"We must win this championship, understand?"

"Of course I understand. New America's money has been spent properly, so we certainly won't let New America down."

Lawrence crossed his legs and poured himself another glass of Highland Knight.

"Right, Professor Chu Tianliao?"