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

Northwest Military Headquarters, February 12th.

After this period of recovery, Chen Mo's body has fully recovered.

In fact, it was repaired on the very day Chen Mo arrived at the Northwest Military Headquarters, but Alati refused to let Chen Mo leave.

They said they were taking him to experience the warm hospitality of Northwest China, but in reality, they were just stalling for time and trying to keep Chen Mo here.

Unfortunately, his scheme failed. Under pressure from various parties, Alati finally agreed to let Chen Mo leave after the Lantern Festival.

"I don't want to eat this stuff anymore..."

Chen Mo stared blankly at the braised level 14 imperial beast in the bowl; he had been eating this stuff for a week straight.

His internal energy had already surged due to plundering a Grandmaster, and this was compounded by the energy from the flesh and blood of a level fourteen Emperor Beast...

To put it another way, in a fantasy world, his current state would be like a super-sized, mobile medicine.

The kind that makes you feel like you can take off the spot after just one bite.

Over the course of this week, Chen Mo's muscle and internal organ progress improved rapidly, with muscle progress reaching 83.5% and internal organ progress reaching 61%.

"I've had enough too..."

Gu Feng spoke, but his hands were mechanically eating.

Like a heartless eating machine, it mechanically stuffs meat into its mouth.

"Don't eat too much! Didn't your internal organs start replenishing blood a couple of days ago? Eat more!"

Chen Mo handed his portion directly to Gu Feng; he had really had enough.

"You all enjoy your meal. I'm going to find Commander Alati for help."

Having resolved his biggest worry, Chen Mo happily went to Alati to put pressure on himself.

Compared to Chen Mo and Gu Feng, Ma Wanglin cherished the flesh of these imperial beasts even more.

Despite their disgusted expressions, Gu Feng, along with Chen Mo, didn't miss a single meal.

This stuff is incredibly effective; after consuming it, you can continuously train for 24 hours without feeling tired.

The body's recovery speed has also greatly improved. Ma Wanglin has completed the tempering of her kidneys and lungs by relying on the flesh of the imperial beast.

With the completion of the tempering process, the basic functions of the five internal organs were greatly enhanced.

The detoxification functions of the liver and kidneys enable level eight martial artists to be immune to most toxins, while a tempered spleen can greatly enhance a martial artist's blood production and storage functions.

Cardiopulmonary function goes without saying; it is one of the indicators of a person's athletic performance.

This is why it is said that a martial artist who has condensed a golden body is no longer human but another species.

Their bodies have a more complex and efficient internal system than those of ordinary people, enabling them to truly complete internal circulation.

Even if a fourth-class martial artist doesn't eat or drink, they can survive for more than a year by consuming their vital energy.

With the condensation of the heart core, pulse core, and brain core, the martial artist truly becomes a near-immortal being.

This is also why Grandmasters are particularly difficult to kill.

As long as his life core isn't destroyed in one fell swoop, a Grandmaster can recover through powerful internal circulation.

However, once the life core is damaged and the Grandmaster's essence cannot be further condensed, then a Grandmaster is declared a cripple.

All that can be done is to seal off the blood and qi and wait for the final burning.

Of course, these all apply to ordinary martial artists.

For Chen Mo, there is nothing that a deliberate punch cannot solve.

If so, then activate all buffs and deliver another punch.

Even the gods have evaporated from your memory.

At the Northwest Military Headquarters, Alati and Chen Mo were staring at each other.

"Here we go again? Didn't I crush you until you were bleeding from all seven orifices and passed out yesterday?"

Alati had a headache; he really hadn't expected Chen Mo's tempering method to be so violent.

He could even hear the sound of Chen Mo's internal organs shattering, but the kid just walked away without a care in the world after it was over.

It's practically a little monster.

"Since it's recovered, I thought we should continue."

Chen Mo chuckled and found the spot where he had sat yesterday, sitting cross-legged.

"Commander, come quickly!"

"Come on, press me down, harder!"

"..." Ignoring the strange looks from the surrounding warriors, Alati sighed and walked to Chen Mo's side.

"You'd better get back to the Grandmaster Academy next week. This place isn't right for you."

"No, I think your strength is just right, Commander. Dean Xue might be a bit outdated."

Chen Mo waved his hand. The pressure Alati put on him was extremely high, which greatly increased his tempering speed.

He's even a little reluctant to leave now; how could he let go of such a wonderful nuclear-powered donkey?

"If you don't leave, I'll personally take you back. Anyway, you shouldn't stay here."

Alati was already starting to regret it. Ever since the day he brought Chen Mo back, he couldn't do anything all day except be pestered and pressured by this kid.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I still have work to do..."

"Okay, hurry up, remember to push!"

"Shut up!"

......

At the same moment, the atmosphere in the Grandmaster Academy was somewhat heavy.

At this time, the Grandmaster Academy was completely different from usual, or rather, the entire summit of Kunlun Mountain had been transformed into a giant fortress.

However, the fortresses outside were still far too small compared to those inside the deep abyss. In just one month, a giant war fortress appeared in the deep abyss.

This giant fortress is extremely sturdy; it cannot be breached unless the entire military and the Grandmaster Academy are completely destroyed.

Even if they all die, this fortress can hold out for at least five more hours on its own.

For no other reason than that this fortress is sturdy enough!

"How's it going? Still no news from the old dean?"

Geng Lianhu's expression was solemn. Half a month ago, he felt an extremely terrifying fluctuation, and the entire abyss was trembling with this fluctuation.

That fluctuation... even he felt a chill.

"No, all we can do right now is wait."

Xu Qing shook her head. Recently, the alliances between the three cities have become more and more frequent, and they have even gone so far as to try to harass the fortress.

"This is troublesome; something has likely happened to the old dean."

Geng Lianhu frowned even more deeply, and his withered hands moved uneasily back and forth.

"Old Geng, it's alright. I believe the dean will be safe and sound."

Seeing Geng Lianhu like this, Xu Qing bent down and gently hugged him.

"Xu Qing..."

Geng Lianhu gradually calmed down, and his brain started working again.

Yes, the old dean is the legendary Tianwu, who would be considered a god-like figure in ancient times.

What is the Abyss? It's nothing but a bunch of trash...

"Old Geng! The wolf king of the Silver Wolf Mountains is approaching us!"

Xue Le descended from the sky and immediately saw Geng Lianhu and Xu Qing embracing each other.

"You two stop being so lovey-dovey and take care of things outside first."

"That wolf seems to be injured; one of its legs has been broken."

"..." Geng Lianhu's forehead veins bulged. He gently patted Xu Qing's hand, and Xu Qing sensibly let go of his hand.

"I understand. I'll handle the Silver Moon Wolf King."

"And what's wrong with you? Why are you becoming more and more immature as you get older? Are you just using those eyes to vent your anger?"

After kicking Xue Le, Geng Lianhu pushed off with his feet and rushed towards the location of the Silver Moon Wolf King's aura.