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

"That's enough, we give up!"

An elderly man with white hair and beard stood up from the audience and sighed helplessly.

"Mason Glory, that old man actually came too."

Geng Lianhu smiled wickedly. It seemed that Laisen Rongguang was a candidate for the next patriarch of the Rongguang family.

Otherwise, why would this old man show his face?

"Admit defeat? Who gave you permission to admit defeat?"

Chen Mo turned around abruptly, meeting Mason Glory's gaze without the slightest fear.

"You rude brat!"

Mason Glory was truly furious. He forcefully slammed his staff and sword together, unleashing a burst of Grandmaster-level pressure.

"Your fake grandmaster aura can only scare those kids. This is the real deal..."

Just as Mason Glory was about to teach Chen Mo a lesson, three figures appeared in front of him.

Geng Lianhu, Gu Ji, and Lu Youwei.

"What do you want to do?"

"If you're not convinced, let's have a go."

"I'll give you three moves."

The three grandmasters of the Great Xia appeared in front of Mason Rongguang at the same time, and Geng Lianhu even grabbed Mason Rongguang by the collar.

"No, it's alright now..."

Mason Rongguang's forehead instantly broke out in a cold sweat. Putting aside Lu Youwei, this man was at least reasonable and wouldn't make a move in a place like this.

But the remaining two guys, Geng Lianhu and Gu Ji, are not so easy to talk to.

Especially Geng Lianhu, who had heard that the old man had found his Achilles' heel and that he was about to be beaten to a pulp.

"Shut up if you have nothing else to say. It's none of your business to lecture my kids!"

Geng Lianhu snorted coldly. He hadn't even dealt with Chen Mo, so what right did Mason Rongguang have to touch him?

"If you admit defeat, then just keep quiet and bear it. Bullying the weak is no skill."

"If you're not happy, then come and have a go with me. Let's see if I can beat your leftovers out of the kitchen."

Geng Lianhu showed no mercy to Mason Rongguang and said it in front of everyone.

"Stop talking, bro. I was wrong, okay? There are so many people here."

Mason Rongguang had completely lost face today, and he could only pray that Geng Lianhu would stop talking.

"Hmph, I'll let you off this time. But if I see anyone threatening my children again, my Golden Gourd Hammer isn't just for show!"

"Believe it or not, I dare to shove a golden mace into your... right here and now..."

Gu Ji and Lu Youwei, who were standing nearby, quickly covered Geng Lianhu's mouth. How could this old guy be talking about something so outrageous?

Only at this moment did the audience realize that Chen Mo's personality was not an isolated case...

If all grandmasters are like this, it would be strange if Chen Mo didn't have this kind of personality.

"The Gallic Parliament concedes defeat; the Great Xia team wins this match!"

The referee stealthily stepped forward and quietly announced the end of the match.

The damaged ring was lifted aside by a crane and replaced with a new one.

It took four cranes to be scrapped before they could replace that ring...

Compared to Chen Mo's brilliant performance, the following matches were quite boring.

The commentator's passion seemed to have been completely used up in Chen Mo's match, and no matter what he tried to rouse the audience, he couldn't get the emotions going.

Of course, Chen Mo did gain something from watching these matches.

The warrior-specific Qi and Blood Armor from New America made its debut in the round of 32 to 16, which was the only highlight of the entire competition besides Chen Mo.

With the aid of the Qi Blood Armor, a level 7 martial artist from the New America team successfully defeated five Korean martial artists in a row, crippling them all.

...

That night, Chen Mo and the others were summoned together by Geng Lianhu.

"You boys, do you know why I called you here today?"

Geng Lianhu leaned back on the sofa and looked at Chen Mo and the others, asking them a question.

"No, are you going to take us to pick up girls?"

Gu Feng was initially confused, but then his eyes lit up as he looked at Geng Lianhu.

"Hey kid, think before you speak, and see who's behind you."

Geng Lianhu sighed and pointed behind Gu Feng.

Upon hearing this, Gu Feng froze on the spot.

He slowly turned his head and saw a dark, old face.

"Grandpa, my dear..."

"I'll deal with you when we get home. Let's listen to what Grandpa Geng has to say first."

Gu Ji was speechless. How could his perfectly good grandson have turned out like this?

"Did you all see New America's gear today?"

Geng Lianhu tossed a document onto the table and gestured with his chin for Chen Mo to take a look.

Many years ago, a genius martial artist and a genius physicist and biologist abandoned his career and went to the New America.

"His experiments were too cruel to be supported by either morality or law."

"Da Xia doesn't blame him. It was his own choice, and he didn't do anything to harm Da Xia's interests."

"His elder brother is now the world's most authoritative expert in mental power, namely Chu Tianhua, whom you are very familiar with, Chen Mo."

Geng Lianhu paused and glanced at Chen Mo's expression.

"A few days ago, this person sent a message to the upper echelons of Daxia expressing his desire to return to the country and bring back all the experimental data."

"However, he was being watched by five Grandmaster-level experts from New America, so even if he himself was a Grandmaster, it wouldn't help."

"So, since the higher-ups saw that we were here and had sufficient fighting strength, they hoped that we could help him return to the country."

"Old Geng, you're not talking about that cruel madman, are you?"

Gu Ji had already realized who their target was, and his expression turned somewhat grim.

"Of course it's him. Who else would be qualified to get us involved?"

Geng Lianhu nodded.

"Who is it? Chen Mo, why aren't you saying anything?"

Gu Feng scratched his butt in frustration. Were these three playing a riddle game?

"Chu Tianhua, the younger brother of Dean Chu, is named Chu Tianliao."

Chen Mo closed the documents in his hand and looked up at Geng Lianhu.

"Dean Geng, this level of combat is beyond our capabilities, isn't it?"

"Not to mention, the military also has people on Gran Island, so these things can be left to them."

"No, no, no, it wasn't our orders from above."

Geng Lianhu gave a meaningful smile.