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

"These two children are quite good, it's a pity that Yang Zuo is a Celestial..."

Song Bin remained wary of the genius from another race.

He was able to save Yang Zuo mainly because he was Chen Mo's friend, and he could also see that Chen Mo valued his friends very much.

Only when Yang Zuo gains his approval will he completely let down his guard against Yang Zuo.

Just like Yang Zuo lowered his guard against Chen Mo's family.

"cough..."

Song Bin coughed lightly, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"Is my body overloaded? It's really too much of a stretch to instantly kill a grandmaster."

"Next time, I should control my power output; I haven't fully transformed yet..."

"Still just a mortal body, far from being extraordinary."

If Chen Mo heard this, he would definitely think that Song Bin was at Versailles.

You slapped the archbishop, who was supposed to be invincible, to death with one blow. How could he be a mere mortal?

So what is he?

A lump of mud?

"Old Liang, isn't your Zhejiang Provincial Military Command too lax? You haven't even realized that cultists have infiltrated you like a honeycomb?"

Song Bin took out his phone and dialed a number. The moment the call connected, he launched into a tirade of abuse.

"You wait, I'll personally come over and train you guys later."

"The three elders?"

"Hmph, I'll take the blame if they hold me accountable!"

"What you say is useless. Get over here right now! Don't you know Taizhou is in chaos?"

"Damn it, you might as well just die. If anything happens to my chosen disciple, I'll rip your intestines out and strangle you!"

After berating the commander of the Zhejiang Provincial Military Command, Song Bin's anger subsided somewhat.

"Let's resolve this problem first; we can't let this child worry about things during the New Year."

Song Bin took a deep breath, suppressing the discomfort in his body, and plunged into the abyss rift.

...

"Forty-seven percent?"

Chen Mo was somewhat surprised. He clearly felt that powerful life force still existed, but the tempering of his five internal organs had stopped.

"Oh, right, Yang Zuo!"

Chen Mo slapped his thigh; he had forgotten about Yang Zuo!

Turning around, Yang Zuo, who had been battered and bruised, was now breathing again, and his health had recovered to about one-tenth of its previous level.

"It's good that you're not dead, it's good that you're not dead..."

Seeing that Yang Zuo's condition had stabilized, Chen Mo also breathed a sigh of relief.

He picked up Yang Zuo and picked up his severed arm.

With Yang Zuo's boneless neck straightened, Chen Mo ran towards where Joseph was.

"On what should have been a peaceful New Year's Eve, this kind of thing has happened."

Chen Mo roughly guessed what was going on; it was nothing more than the Abyss Cult's final revenge.

It doesn't really matter if he gets injured; with his recovery ability, he's practically invincible.

Yang Zuo and Joseph are both martial artists, so even if they are seriously injured, they can recover. He can also ask Dean Chu for help.

But what about those innocent villagers?

Not only were they physically injured, but they also lost their home!

"These beasts..."

Chen Mo no longer cares about not absorbing the archbishop's attributes; he just wants to properly clean up the mess for his fellow villagers.

All of this started because of him, and it's estimated that he won't have a foothold in Taizhou after this.

......

The following day, temporary accommodations were set up one after another at the Taizhou Sports Center.

Chen Mo was quite familiar with these dwellings; they were the very same ones they had used back on the South Island.

The Central Hospital was not affected by the cult attack, and doctors are currently treating the injuries of the victims.

Chen Mo sat on a tin box, clutching his broken Phoenix Beak Dragon Tooth Halberd.

"Xiao Mo".

Chen Li walked to Chen Mo's side and patted his son's strong shoulder.

"Let's move. I now understand the whole story of this undeserved disaster."

"This isn't your fault. If Mom and Dad had moved out sooner, this mess wouldn't have happened."

"As for the rest... Dad will listen to you!"

"..." Chen Mo didn't speak, because everyone around him had already noticed him.

Seeing this, Chen Yi quickly stepped in front of Chen Mo, genuinely afraid that these people would anger him.

"Yes, let's go."

Chen Mo sighed, stood up, and faced the disaster-stricken people.

"I'm sorry, everyone."

"This time..."

Why are you apologizing to us?

A citizen stood up; his head had been broken by something, and it was still covered in bandages.

"This isn't your fault; it was those bastards from the Abyss Cult who did it."

"Why are you taking on all this pressure for them? You're a victim too."

"Don't assume that ordinary people like us have no access to information."

"If it weren't for you, Chen Mo, risking your life to stop that Abyss Cult master, would there still be anyone alive in Taizhou right now?"

"We should thank you; without you, we would all be dead."

Everyone nodded in agreement and smiled at Chen Mo.

"Exactly! I'm your downstairs neighbor. Do you really think we don't know there are risks involved in living next to geniuses?"

A woman who looked to be in her forties stood up, accompanied by a child who looked to be seven or eight years old.

"My son has always admired you, saying you are the most awesome man in Taizhou City, and he even wants to be the next Taizhou Star."

"I'll be your underling from now on."

"If it weren't for you and your friends last night, none of us would have survived."

"That's really harsh of you. It makes it sound like we're all heartless and cruel people."

Although the middle-aged woman's words were harsh, they were all true.

While it's possible that a very small minority resent Chen Mo, the vast majority don't believe it's Chen Mo's fault.

They even had to thank Chen Mo for risking his life to stop that grandmaster.

"You're such a silly child. You're the pride of everyone in Taizhou. How could we possibly resent you?"

An elderly man sitting not far from Chen Mo chuckled at Chen Mo, walked over, and patted him on the chest.

Because I can't touch your shoulder.

"yes."

"That's right."

"You're overthinking it, Taizhou Star!"

"No, he should be called Little Master Chen now!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Everyone laughed. They never expected that Chen Mo, who had dominated the World Youth Championships, would say something so insecure.

Chen Mo stood there, speechless for a long time.