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

Arrogance, the ultimate arrogance!

In a place teeming with geniuses like this, Chen Mo dared to say something like, "I'll stand still and let you hit me for five minutes." He was practically asking for death!

only...

The golden light emanating from his bones convinced many that what he said was true.

Seeing that the leader of the Gallic Parliament remained silent, Chen Mo turned and approached the Gallic Parliament audience.

"Chen Mo! You can't hurt the audience! What you just did was a foul!"

The referee stepped forward, trembling, and tried to stop Chen Mo.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt them."

Chen Mo waved his hand to reassure the referee, then stepped past the referee and stood in front of the thousands of people in the Gaul Parliament.

The entire venue fell silent; even the passionate commentator fell silent.

Many people saw what the French parliamentary spectators did before the start of the match; these scoundrels finally got their comeuppance.

Chen Mo chuckled and slowly raised both hands.

"Rubbish."

Then, Chen Mo extended his two middle fingers, making an internationally recognized gesture.

"Oh my god! Is Chen Mo provoking the entire Gallic Parliament?!"

The commentator's eyes widened suddenly, and he immediately began to embellish the story.

Suddenly, Chen Mo appeared beside the commentator and snatched the microphone from his hand.

This is the first time in the history of the World Junior Championships that a player has grabbed the microphone.

"Don't think he's exaggerating; I'm provoking you!"

"Don't give up if you're so capable. Do you think I can't see what you're up to?"

"Your country's audience's provocations against me have been very effective; I will not accept your surrender."

"Today! Either you beat me to a pulp, or your entire Gallic Parliament will crawl out of here!"

After handing the microphone back to the commentator, Chen Mo stared straight at the bewildered leader of the Gallic Parliament.

"I'm giving you time to prepare, so don't accuse me of bullying you."

"Hahahaha!" Geng Lianhu, who was sitting below, suddenly burst into laughter. He was growing to like Chen Mo, this little rascal, more and more.

"Good lad, good lad!"

"Fearless of heaven and earth—is this the ultimate confidence in one's own strength?"

"Go for it! If anything goes wrong, I'll take responsibility!"

Chen Mo's words pleased Geng Lianhu greatly, as he had also been displeased with the audience from the Gallic Parliament.

However, as a grandmaster, he absolutely cannot attack ordinary people; to do so would be a grave taboo.

But Chen Mo is different. This kid can vent his anger at being provoked on the Gallic Parliament delegation. Those silly boys are in for it!

"Dean Geng..."

Lu Youwei sighed. People from the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy are still so unruly.

But why does it feel so good?

Lu Youwei's lips curled up slightly; this deadpan guy actually smiled.

Now that it's being broadcast live worldwide, Chen Mo's arrogant demeanor is on full display for everyone.

Within the Gallic Parliament, almost all viewers watching the live broadcast and paying attention to the performance of the Gallic Parliament blushed.

This is not only provoking them, it's insulting them!

The National Parliament of the Gallic Parliament was also watching the match closely, their faces grim and silent.

"Immediately negotiate with Great Xia and make them stop their team from continuing their antics!"

"This is no longer a personal grudge; it's an insult to the nation. If this continues, the National Assembly will lose all face!"

"agree."

"agree."

"agree..."

"The eight councilors unanimously passed a resolution to immediately contact the top leadership of the Great Xia and have them stop this farce!"

Despite the tough talk from the Gallic Parliament, they were actually afraid to let their accompanying grandmasters take action.

Those are Grandmasters of the Great Xia Dynasty. Any one of them could easily take on two Grandmasters by himself, not to mention Geng Lianhu's mad tiger.

That old bastard terrified the Abyss Warriors back then, so you can imagine how ruthless and insane he was.

"I refuse to believe that the Great Xia Dynasty won't take this matter seriously..."

The Speaker gritted his teeth; in all his years of life, this was the first time he had felt so humiliated.

To be insulted and provoked like this by an eighteen-year-old child.

......

At this time, the foreign affairs department of Daxia was bustling with activity.

"Good, good, good. This Chen Mo is really brave. I reckon the Gauls will call us soon."

One of the staff members blushed slightly. He recognized Chen Mo; he was the national champion.

Unexpectedly, in just six months, this kid has made it to the world stage of the World Youth Championship.

He is truly a young hero!

"Then what can we do? Can we really stop that kid Chen Mo?"

"While they're dominating the front lines, we absolutely cannot stab them in the back."

"What should we do? She's not answering the phone?"

Several staff members started discussing it, and none of them thought there was anything wrong with what Chen Mo did.

The key point is that they really have the right to say that. If it were anyone else, they would have been carried off the stage by now.

To be arrogant, one must have the capital to be arrogant!

Chen Mo just happened to have the right to be arrogant.

With a grandmaster protecting him above and the strength to suppress a level nine ghost armor beast below, if he's not arrogant, who is?

"I'd better ask them what they're thinking..."

Before the staff member could pick up the phone to inquire, the phone rang from the Forbidden City.

"Foreign Affairs Office, please speak!"

The air around them seemed to freeze instantly, and everyone turned away, falling silent.

"Okay, I understand. Your instructions are very clear."

"..."

The moment the phone call ended, the flow of time in the Foreign Affairs Office resumed.

Seeing that no one spoke, the staff member who had received the call from the Forbidden City coughed lightly.

"The three elders gave clear instructions: if the Gallic Parliament calls, tell them directly that they can't handle it and that if they have the guts, they should kill that kid."

"But you should think carefully about the consequences of killing my great talent, Tian Cai. I might just have to pay you a visit myself."

"......?" Question marks appeared above everyone's heads, just like the lobby of a certain RPG game.

What did the three elders mean by that?

Could it be that even the Forbidden City has started paying attention to Chen Mo?

The entire Foreign Affairs Office was eerily quiet; the only sounds you could hear were the occasional swallowing and breathing.

"The three elders also said that there are no restrictions on this matter, and we can discuss it freely."

"You little brat, why did you only say that now? You scared me to death..."

"Exactly, exactly! Don't tell me the three elders called personally?"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, as they had expected to sign some kind of confidentiality agreement again.

"Of course, the person who just called was one of the three elders."

"That person made their point very clearly."

"The three elders want to see for themselves how much trouble Chen Mo can cause; perhaps he can bring them some unexpected fun."