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

Chen Mo didn't make any harsh remarks like before, but instead returned to his seat.

"Hurry up and announce the start."

The referee hurriedly climbed onto the ring and glanced at Chen Mo with trepidation.

Are both teams ready?

"Ready."

Chen Mo clenched his fist, intending to crush this big, dumb guy like a can.

"Of course, you arrogant bastard."

The warhammer in Leisen's hand became scorching hot under the stimulation of his blood and qi, and the surrounding air was distorted by the high temperature.

"On your marks!"

The tension between the two was so high that even the usually talkative commentator fell silent.

Everyone waited for the match to begin, to see whether Chen Mo could continue his arrogance or whether Leisen would put an end to Chen Mo's arrogance.

"preparation!"

"start!"

The moment the referee announced the start of the match, Leisen charged forward with heavy steps, like a human tank.

The ground shook, and even the super-gravity metal arena showed signs of sinking.

Chen Mo did not move, and just watched as Leisen rushed towards him.

As the eldest son of the Glorious Knights family, Leisen is a standard heavy knight, with his full set of equipment weighing over ten tons.

In other words, Chen Mo is now facing a ten-ton iron lump.

Unfortunately, Chen Mo's single-arm strength had already exceeded ten tons when he reached level five, so this weight was just a warm-up for him.

As the earth trembled, the tension between the audience and the commentator reached its peak!

Leisen wasn't fast, but his unstoppable momentum was quite terrifying.

"You will pay the price for your arrogance!"

The intense heat, mixed with the smell of burning steel, rushed towards Chen Mo, and some timid people even closed their eyes.

He Miao, in particular, was so frightened that she shrank into Ma Wanglin's arms.

A few seconds passed, and the arena remained quiet. Only then did He Miao slowly peek out to see what was happening on the field.

Chen Mo gripped the red-hot warhammer with one hand and grabbed Lyson by the neck with the other.

Those closest to the ring could even smell the burnt smell of their skin being scorched by the high temperature.

Leisen tried to struggle, but the large hand gripping his neck was like an unshakeable mountain, and he was powerless to stop it!

"Ahhhhh!"

Leisen's veins bulged all over his body as he used all his strength to try to break free from Chen Mo.

"I told you, you're just a bunch of trash."

Chen Mo suddenly increased the force in his hand, and the heavy armor on Leisen's neck deformed instantly, even snapping Leisen's cervical vertebrae, which had been tempered into steel bones.

"Use your steel marrow penetration and your internal blood circulation!"

Chen Mo released Lyson's neck, and his five fingers, like iron hooks, pierced into Lyson's breastplate.

The ten-ton Lyson was lifted off the ground by Chen Mo with one hand.

He struggled as he was lifted up!

The entire audience held their breath. What terrifying strength! To lift a knight weighing ten tons with one hand!

"Oh, so you can't fight without weapons, huh?"

Chen Mo then remembered the scorching hot warhammer he was holding in his left hand, and with a cold laugh, he released it.

"Attack from here, don't say I didn't give you a chance."

Pointing to his temple, Chen Mo's voice echoed throughout the entire arena.

No, not just on the field, Chen Mo's words were broadcast live to the whole world.

A level six martial artist lifted a level eight heavy knight with one hand and let the heavy knight hit him with his warhammer at will...

This world is truly magical.

Lysen's face was contorted with rage, and a layer of metallic steel marrow had begun to seep out from beneath his thick heavy armor.

Steel Marrow Penetrating Body!

Then, Leisen's internal organs began to tremble, and a massive amount of qi and blood that had been stored within them was forced out.

"Die!"

Leisen's voice was hoarse; his vocal cords were deformed by the pressure of his heavy armor, and it was only the result of his utmost effort that he could speak.

Chen Mo grinned and watched as he swung that fierce hammer.

Boom!

With a muffled thud, Lysen's warhammer struck Chen Mo's temple hard, and even cracks appeared on the hard Grade A alloy warhammer.

This was already Leisen's full-force attack; even an eighth-level abyss beast would be completely killed by this blow.

But... why is this monster in front of me completely unharmed?

Why!

Why?!

[Struck by a warhammer, Health -800000]

Chen Mo's current defense is as high as 700,000, but Leisen's full-force attack actually unleashed 1.5 million damage. These geniuses really shouldn't be underestimated.

In a battle between equals, Leisen would indeed be capable of instantly killing an eighth-level martial artist.

However, he was facing Chen Mo, a super all-around warrior!

"It's a little itchy, isn't it?"

Chen Mo gently tapped the warhammer in Leisen's hand, and the warhammer shattered into pieces under that seemingly gentle tap.

"With an attack of this level, if you unleash 130 consecutive swings within 30 seconds, you could probably kill me."

"But do you even have the strength to swing the hammer again?"

At this point, Leisen had exhausted all his methods. He couldn't imagine how someone could remain unharmed under the Blood Hammer!

No! He wasn't unharmed; he had a cut!

Yes, Chen Mo did get a cut, but the cut was completely healed in just a few seconds.

He now understood why Chen Mo had said he would unleash 130 consecutive blood-red hammer blows within 30 seconds.

At this rate of repair, even if Chen Mo stood here and let him hit him, he wouldn't be able to kill Chen Mo!

This is a monster, a complete and utter monster!

"I admit it..."

Leisen wanted to admit defeat, but Chen Mo grabbed his throat and he couldn't say a word.

"Look at you, coming right up to me and trying to show off. Now it's my turn, isn't it?"

Chen Mo's smile was unusually sinister. He was already annoyed by the audience from the Gallic Parliament, and now this big oaf was provoking him.

It's like lighting a candle in a latrine.

court death!

A deep fear flashed in Leisen's eyes. He was still young, and he didn't want to die!

But the more he struggled, the more excited Chen Mo became.

It's like the feeling of toying with your prey!

"Dude, you've heard of a sport called wrestling, right?"

"Would you like to experience what it feels like to take off from a standstill with the weight of ten tons?"

Upon hearing Chen Mo's words, Leisen struggled even more violently, thrashing his body like a dying fish.

Chen Mo didn't care about any of that. After locking onto Leisen, he immediately used the breathtaking technique!

"Takeoff!"

Chen Mo grabbed Lyson's breastplate with one hand and flew into the sky in a very unscientific way.

Then came a loud bang, and Chen Mo slammed Lyson's upper body directly into the arena made of supergravity metal.

[Dealt 813305 damage!]

If Leisen hadn't had so little health, Chen Mo could have dealt a million damage with that attack.

Even a paltry 800,000 damage is still an instant kill for an eighth-level warrior like Leisen.

At this moment, Lesser was thrust upside down into the ring, his legs broken in a bizarre position.

Blood gushed out from the pit, a scene that was extremely bloody and violent.

"Next."

Chen Mo's expression was fierce as he turned to look at the leader of the Gallic Parliament.