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

"So, what are our requests?"

Gu Feng immediately understood that Chen Mo was up to no good.

"You really think these two women just want to have some fun?"

Chen Mo glanced at the gaze from afar; those two women were definitely sent by that person to test them.

So, if you have the guts to test them, you should be prepared to suffer heavy losses.

"Got it, got it. Let's go for something really tough then."

Gu Feng licked his lips and glanced at the two voluptuous girls opposite him.

"Yang Zuo, release your avatar to act as a fence, don't let them escape!"

Although Chen Mo didn't know what Gu Feng understood, how could he let the prey that was already in his mouth escape?

The two girls were stunned for a moment, and then they found that the beach was surrounded by a group of people who looked exactly alike.

Those people all exuded the aura of at least level eight martial artists, and the two voluptuous girls started to sweat.

They thought they could easily win over the two young male chefs with their charm, but things don't seem to be going quite as planned.

"Come on, didn't we want to play ball?"

Chen Mo held the ball in one hand, and his muscles, which had been tempered by the energy liquid, began to heat up.

"I won't let you leave until the battle is decided."

"The first element of being a strong person is to respect your opponent, and I happen to 'respect' my opponents quite a lot."

......

In the distance, an elderly man with a full head of white hair but a robust build was standing in the room watching Chen Mo and the others.

"Eugene Kangrev Vladimir, what brings you here, you old devil?"

Geng Lianhu appeared beside Vladimir like a ghost, and together they watched the 'youthful' beach volleyball in the distance.

"..."

After seeing Chen Mo's serving posture, Geng Lianhu fell silent for a moment, then laughed.

"You're not planning to send your two wanton granddaughters to seduce that brat Chen Mo, are you?"

"Hahahahahaha!!!"

Geng Lianhu laughed until tears streamed down his face, and his body convulsed uncontrollably.

"What do you mean by 'slut'? Ivia and O'Dison are our family's most charming socialites. Winning over two eighteen-year-old boys is a piece of cake."

Vladimir snorted. He also felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Just you wait and see, your two social butterflies are probably going to become fertilizer."

Geng Lianhu knew Chen Mo's temperament very well, not to mention that he knew it like the back of his hand.

This guy may seem to enjoy looking at pretty girls, but if you really want to seduce him, the difficulty increases exponentially.

And...he doesn't hold back at all...

...

"Are you ready?"

Chen Mo was quite principled, and asked a question before the kickoff.

Although O'Dison sensed the atmosphere was a bit strange, he still flashed a charming smile.

"Of course, little brother, come on~"

As the socialite of her family, her strength was naturally not very high; she was only a fourth-level martial artist.

But in terms of looks and figure, she is confident that she can outshine everyone except Ivia.

The two of them have helped the family defeat many formidable "opponents".

Just two young male chefs, that's nothing...

"Firestorm! Divide the sea!"

Chen Mo's right arm swelled up, and terrifying blood and qi erupted instantly.

Adding to Chen Mo's already ridiculously high stats, the volleyball flew out like a cannonball the moment it made contact with Chen Mo's fist.

Crimson blood and qi swirled around the volleyball, and O'Derson looked terrified but had nowhere to hide.

boom!

Dust billowed up, and the entire private beach trembled.

The volleyball hit O'Dyson squarely in the face, embedding her entire upper body in the ground.

Before Ivia could scream, the volleyball bounced back over the net and returned to Chen Mo's side.

"Your turn!"

Gu Feng suddenly exerted force with his feet and instantly appeared next to the volleyball.

Flames suddenly erupted from his right arm as Gu Feng unleashed his full power until now.

"Granite Staff!"

Another cloud of dust rose, and after the surrounding sand settled back down, only four long legs remained outside the volleyball court.

"What a thrilling match!"

Chen Mo wiped away non-existent sweat and looked up at Vladimir in the distance.

"Why does this ball have so many teeth?"

Gu Feng picked up the volleyball again and looked at the few white teeth that had grown on it, making a puzzled sound.

...

"..." Vladimir's face turned ashen; the development of events seemed to have exceeded his expectations.

"Hahahahahaha!!!"

Geng Lianhu, standing to the side, was laughing so hard he almost passed out. He knew Chen Mo would never be seduced by beauty.

Especially after discovering that someone was behind these two people.

"I told you, you can't handle him."

"Even I don't know how to deal with Chen Mo without force, so you can forget about it."

After laughing for a while, Geng Lianhu finally calmed down.

"Speaking of which, why did you have those two buses of yours tease Chen Mo if you had nothing better to do?"

As the patriarch of the Vladimir family, one of the four great noble families of the Northern Federation, why is this old man setting his sights on Chen Mo?

"Don't hide it from me. We've been friends for so many years, just tell me what needs to be said."

Geng Lianhu patted Vladimir, whose face was ashen.

"Who said you're my friend, just because you've been beating me up since you were twenty and now you're eighty-five?"

Vladimir's face was very pale; Geng Lianhu's words reminded him of his past pain.

"That was just a friendly sparring session, so don't say anything out of line."

Geng Lianhu, with a serious expression, corrected Vladimir's erroneous method of elaboration.

"It's simple, it's about sperm donation."

Vladimir sighed and sat down, feeling a bit of a headache.

"To date, no child in the Vladimir family has been able to inherit this surname."

"and..."

After some hesitation, Vladimir finally spoke up.

"My grandson has lost the ability to carry on the family line, and I am the only man left with the surname Vladimir."

"As you know, it is extremely difficult for a Grandmaster to leave behind descendants, or rather, they lose the ability to leave behind descendants after becoming a Grandmaster."

"After all, Grandmasters and martial artists below level thirteen are not the same species..."

"What happened?" Geng Lianhu stopped laughing at Vladimir and sat down next to him to ask.

"The deep abyss invaded, the ice cave rioted, and two-thirds of the Vladimir family was wiped out. Now, there are no other Grandmasters left except for me."

Vladimir rubbed his temples, sat up straight, and lit a cigarette.

"Want one?"

"Um."

Geng Lianhu took the cigarette from Vladimir, lit it, and took a puff.