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

After a week of preparations inside the cave and a tight security cordon outside, only the soldiers responsible for guarding the main base remained.

The remaining 60,000 soldiers were all in position, ready to launch an attack on the Northwest Diocese of the Abyss Cult at any time.

This siege is not only for Chen Mo, but also for the people of the Great Xia land.

The Abyss Cult has been poisoning the Great Xia for a long time. If it weren't for other matters, the Great Xia would have wanted to destroy them long ago.

Now is the perfect opportunity, the best time to do it!

These beasts have crossed the line...

The feuds between martial artists should always end among martial artists and should never affect ordinary people.

Furthermore, one should not provoke a martial artist's family.

Indeed, family and friends are a martial artist's Achilles' heel, but they are also their Achilles' heel.

Once this taboo is crossed, they will face endless revenge and slaughter.

As the liaison center for this battle, He Miao single-handedly took on the communications responsibilities for the entire Northwest Army.

Her brain has now entered a high-temperature mode, and her mental energy is starting to boil.

As the first user of the new deep-sea communication tool, He Miao bore a heavy responsibility at this time.

The military would never have been able to act separately, as they were completely unable to issue orders.

But now, with He Miao and the new deep-sea communication equipment, these veterans have finally regained their former command skills.

"Attention all units, all hiding places have been identified. The encirclement and suppression operation will officially begin in fifteen minutes."

"Prepare your rear support and elimination forces; we absolutely cannot let a single fish escape!"

"The Northwest Army! Mighty!"

Kong Dexian's voice rang in everyone's ears, and He Miao's full-coverage helmet had already activated its strongest heat dissipation mode.

"You two protect He Miao. As for dealing with these small fry, Master Zhao and I are enough."

Chen Mo's two weapons were completely destroyed on New Year's Eve and there was absolutely no need to repair them.

At this moment, he was empty-handed, his muscles were bulging, and his blood and energy were surging!

Chen Mo, who was circulating his qi and blood at full power, was like a ferocious beast, with his blood vessels moving under his skin like venomous snakes.

"Holy crap..."

Zhao Lianqi stared blankly at Chen Mo, he clearly remembered that Chen Mo's figure was quite well-proportioned before.

How did it become like this?

He's like a muscle giant...

The moment Chen Mo's muscle tempering progress broke through to 76%, his control over the muscles reached the same level.

He can now unleash his full power; the expansion of his muscles and the increase in his size are merely secondary effects.

"Like Senior Brother Zhu Long, my attack power can also change."

Previously, Chen Mo had never paid attention to the changes in his attributes.

Once he enters a state of complete concentration and unleashes his full power, his attack power can increase by about 30%.

But compared to Zhu Long's improvement, which was more than double, it's nowhere near as good...

God knows how Zhu Long managed to turn himself into that.

"We understand."

Gu Feng and Ma Wanglin knew how much pressure He Miao's frail body was under.

She now has to serve not only as a relay station for internal information within the Northwest Military Command, but also as a monitor for changes in mental energy at her location.

To be able to do the work of dozens of people is something only a mentally gifted genius like He Miao could achieve.

If it were any other mentalist, their brain would have been burned to a crisp long ago.

Are you really alright?

Ma Wanglin was still a little worried and couldn't help but ask.

"I'm fine, and I'm in great spirits right now."

He Miao's voice sounded somewhat excited; it was hard to tell if she was going crazy from the immense pressure...

"I know this is difficult, but you are now responsible for the communications within the entire Northwest Military Headquarters, so you must hold on."

Zhao Lianqi was also a little worried. This little girl was so thin and weak. If she couldn't hold on, it would probably cause quite a bit of chaos.

I don't know what Lao Kong was thinking. He changed his command method just because of Chu Tianhua's words. Doesn't he know that this is very dangerous?

"Of course, Dean Chu said that my mental power has not been fully developed."

He Miao nodded. She still had the energy to chat, which meant she hadn't reached the point where she couldn't hold on any longer.

"This is both a promotion of a new communication method and a test of my mental strength."

"I won't let everyone down!"

He Miao has finally transformed from a full-time cook back into that genius mentalist, no longer trying to figure out how to make a Manchu Han Imperial Feast while running.

"Countdown begins! Take action immediately after the countdown ends!"

He Miao's full-coverage helmet was turned up to a higher heat dissipation setting, and Chen Mo, who was quite far away, could hear the buzzing sound.

"Chen Mo! Retreat!"

He Miao shouted as the countdown began, and Chen Mo instinctively took a step back.

With a loud bang, a skeleton of an Abyss Cultist fell to the ground.

From the moment he appeared at Chen Mo's feet to the explosion, only a fraction of a second had passed.

Chen Mo might not be injured by the explosion, but He Miao still gave him a warning immediately.

Sixty-four drones took off simultaneously and entered the entire cave to begin reconnaissance.

"Attention everyone! The Abyss Cult's counterattack has begun!"

"They'll appear from all directions; it's a kind of mental manipulation!"

"I've never seen anything like this before, and I don't know how to counter it. I have to be careful!"

He Miao's full-band broadcast sounded, and all the commanders reacted simultaneously.

The massive underground abyss cavern was filled with the blood and energy of the various commanders, which blocked the first wave of explosions.

"Attention everyone! The enemy has begun to provoke us!"

"Let's start the war!"

Unlike a proper military headquarters, the Northwest Military Headquarters, composed of martial artists, has a high degree of freedom, since not everyone uses the same martial arts techniques.

Especially these fourth-class and upper-class martial artists, they come from all over the world and have gathered together to protect the Great Xia and the human race.

The moment the battle began, the entire underground cavern was enveloped in a stench of blood.

The military personnel are quite fierce; they are all capable of taking on two opponents at once.

Although the followers of the Abyss Cult were fanatical, they were no match for this group of well-trained and ruthless individuals.

After the first wave of lower-level cult warriors self-destructed, the middle-level cult warriors who had received the power of the Sizhi Power rushed forward.

Kong Dexian was enveloped in a surge of heat, his fists surrounded by fiery energy.

"You scum of humanity, I'll use my words to reform you!"

"A gentleman who lacks gravity will not command respect!"

(A gentleman must strike hard when he hits someone, otherwise he cannot establish authority!)

With a roar from Kong Dexian, a vicious punch was thrown, killing hundreds of mid-level and low-level martial artists.

"Since we're here, we might as well make the best of it!"

Kong Dexian's muscles were taut all over, making him look like a war machine.

Each punch results in the death of hundreds of people; this is the terrifying combat power of a level twelve martial artist.

These are just crazed cult warriors; imagine if a level twelve martial artist were to slaughter ordinary people...

Given enough time, massacring a city would be a piece of cake.

This is why the Great Xia Dynasty restricted the battlefield within the Abyss Rift.

If a fourth-class or even grandmaster-level Abyss warrior were to appear in Great Xia, the tragedy of Kunlun Mountain would be repeated.

Kong Dexian was well aware of this, so he threw every punch with all his might, determined to ensure that these cult fighters would not have any chance of escaping alive.

"Keep your distance from ghosts and spirits!"

Even ghosts and spirits keep their distance from me!

"I must say, Commander Kong is really something else, no wonder he's the successor to the master of rhetoric..."

Some of the upper-level martial artists glanced at Kong Dexian, who was fighting, and thankfully he didn't use his strength against them.

Otherwise, they would also be verbally abused.