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

"Quickly throw away the GPS tracker you're holding!"

Geng Lianhu was getting a little anxious; they had all witnessed the power of the Eye of Death.

Even Joseph, protected by the Lionheart Armor, was almost boiled alive; Chen Mo's armor is actually his own body.

"I originally planned to just pull your scorpion out."

"But on second thought, this punishment is still too lenient for you."

"And it will cause a little bit of trouble."

"So..."

Just a few seconds after Chen Mo spoke, the high-energy laser from the Eye of Death, which had appeared that morning, descended from the sky!

"I'm going to let you experience what it's like to be boiled alive."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the high-energy laser, representing terrifying heat and death, struck Chen Mo.

"Chen Mo!" In his excitement, Geng Lianhu stomped on the ground and shattered it, sending Gu Feng, who was sitting next to him, flying.

[Suffered burn damage! Health -500000!]

[Suffered burn damage! Health -500000!]

[Scorched...]

Chen Mo glanced at his defense, which was currently around 1.7 million.

In other words, the damage from this high-energy laser was 2.2 million per second before it was blocked, which was 1.7 million.

No wonder Joseph couldn't hold on; they didn't have his ridiculously high health points.

At 500,000 per second, he could only last for a maximum of 20 seconds before he would be finished.

However... this also gives Golden Bone a chance to make an appearance!

The surrounding audience held their breath at the sight, and even Grand Prince Vladimir felt a pang of anxiety.

Geng Lianhu, who had been somewhat agitated, calmed down. He believed that Chen Mo had his reasons for not throwing away the locator.

The chitinous carapace carbonizes, the skin turns to ash, and the muscles begin to melt.

Chen Mo looked absolutely terrifying, like a rotting zombie from a zombie movie.

"I knew it, you were just putting on a brave face..."

Lawrence forced a smile; this time, he had pushed the power of Death Eye to 120% overload.

After this, Death Eye will be unusable for at least six months. He doesn't believe anyone can withstand this kind of damage!

He, who had been talking non-stop, fell silent and stared at Chen Mo, waiting for his reaction.

"It moved! Chen Mo moved!"

The commentator's eyes lit up as he saw Chen Mo lift his foot and walk out of the molten iron!

"His body is still carbonizing; I wonder if Chen Mo can keep going..."

"No, that's not right!"

"His body is rapidly repairing itself. Is this... is it the vitality that the Undying Golden Bones can bring?"

This is certainly not an ability brought by the Undying Golden Bones; it is Chen Mo's unique Golden Bones!

Golden Bones don't just increase maximum health by 100%; once truly activated, they restore 20% of health per second!

Based on Chen Mo's current health points, he can recover more than two million health points per second for sixty seconds.

In other words, Chen Mo's life points are not simply ten million on the surface!

As long as the damage per second does not exceed two million, Chen Mo can last for more than a minute!

Chen Mo was not afraid of the mere Death Eye's damage of 500,000 per second.

"Speak up, weren't you so arrogant?"

Chen Mo stepped on the molten iron beneath his feet and walked step by step toward Lawrence.

Combined with that terrifying high-energy laser, Chen Mo now looked like a horrifying demon crawling out of hell.

Lawrence's eyes were now bloodshot; when had he ever seen anything that could withstand the gaze of death?

No, a grandmaster can...

But Chen Mo isn't a grandmaster; he's just a level six martial artist!

Why?! This doesn't make sense!

Lawrence collapsed to the ground. His greatest support seemed so powerless in front of Chen Mo, so what was the point of him continuing to struggle?

Chu Tianliao, the leader of the New America team, remained silent; he had only one thing on his mind.

That means he made the right choice to return to China!

With a martial artist like Chen Mo, his Qi and Blood Armor is sure to shine!

As Chen Mo got closer to Lawrence, the audience's breathing became increasingly heavy.

What is Chen Mo going to do?

I heard him say before that he wanted Lawrence to experience what it's like to be cooked?

Could it be...?

Just as the audience had guessed, Chen Mo stopped when he was only a little distance away from Lawrence.

A pair of unharmed large hands emerged from the high-energy laser of the Eye of Death and grabbed Lawrence's Blood Armor's breastplate.

"Come on, you should experience this feeling too!"

Chen Mo dragged Lawrence into the high-energy laser, and the 120% power laser instantly evaporated all the hair on Lawrence's body.

"Ahhhhh!"

A heart-wrenching scream rang out as Lawrence struggled frantically in Chen Mo's hands.

The A-grade alloy that formed the Qi and Blood Armor melted rapidly, and Lawrence soon fell from Chen Mo's hands.

He scrambled and rolled, trying to escape the range of the high-energy laser, but Chen Mo wouldn't give him that chance.

A large, clamp-like hand grabbed Lawrence's head and lifted him off the ground.

"How was it? Feeling cooked pretty good, huh?"

"If you defeat Joseph with sheer strength, I might think more highly of you, and perhaps I'll even go easy on you."

"But I can't tolerate you using such an unconventional weapon on a fool who has never wronged you."

"Not to mention, this idiot is my friend."

Lawrence's body rapidly carbonized, and he no longer cared what Chen Mo was saying, frantically sending out the weapon self-destruct command.

Outside the atmosphere, a massive space-based weapon station exploded after flashing a red light, rendering the trillion-dollar Eye of Death useless.

"Spare me, spare me..."

Lawrence was exposed to high-energy lasers for a very short time, and his body tissues were not carbonized much; at most, he was left partially disabled.

As long as he goes back and receives treatment, he can continue his martial arts journey for the rest of his life.

"Spare you?"

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow and glanced at his already maxed-out Heroic Spirit Points.

"Alright, I'll give you three seconds. If you can get off the stage, I'll let you go."

Chen Mo grinned. He was a kind and benevolent man and would definitely give Lawrence a chance to repent.

"I'm letting you go now, run!"

The moment Lawrence landed, he felt a chill on his legs. Turning his head, he saw that Chen Mo had pulled his legs out by the roots.

"Aaaaaah!!"