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

"This road actually works..."

Geng Lianhu rubbed his chin. He had always thought that muscle tempering was just an extra benefit, but he didn't expect that the improvement would be no less than that of tempering the internal organs.

However, compared to tempering his muscles, Geng Lianhu was more curious about Chen Mo's posture just now.

"Kid, what was that all about just now?"

"I'm not sure either. That state seems to only last for about ten seconds, but it's basically immune to punches, kicks, or physical attacks."

"Furthermore, I can ignore your defenses and physical strength, and cause direct damage to your bodies."

"..." Geng Lianhu and Zhu Long both fell silent. What kind of monstrous form is this?

Don't underestimate the short time of a dozen seconds; Qiu Lin's injuries were inflicted by Chen Mo in just over three seconds.

If a martial artist were to be entangled by Chen Mo within those ten-odd seconds, they would almost certainly die a horrible death.

"So, this is the form of muscles after they've been trained to their ultimate potential?"

Zhu Long muttered to himself, Chen Mo had unknowingly surpassed him; his muscles had exceeded the limits of what tempering could achieve...

It has reached a new level!

Zhu Long gradually shifted from self-doubt to excitement, and he was now even more certain that he was on the right path.

"Energy fluid, I need a lot of energy fluid."

Muttering to himself, Zhu Long walked toward the abyss rift.

He had a new goal: to try and imitate Chen Mo's style...

Zhu Long was unaware that Chen Mo had also paid a heavy price to achieve the perfect steel body.

If it weren't for the fact that he had two life-saving methods that allowed him to recover on his own, Chen Mo wouldn't have made such a bold decision so easily.

Neither Geng Lianhu nor Chen Mo noticed Zhu Long's strange behavior; Geng Lianhu was kneading Chen Mo's body.

"Not bad, not bad, that's quite a firm build."

"Shall we set off for the Celestial Race tomorrow?" Chen Mo didn't want to wait any longer; he would discuss the tempering of his five internal organs after returning from the Celestial Race.

"No, you should rest for two days first. Didn't you say that you were in a state that took a lot of energy?"

Geng Lianhu shook his head. It was also his first time going to the Celestial Race, and he didn't know what would happen.

"Then let's set off in two days."

Chen Mo won't be in a hurry. With Chu Tianhua around, Yang Zuo won't be in any major trouble for a while.

Geng Lianhu sighed. He couldn't bear this alone; a grandmaster who had just materialized his vital energy was not capable of handling it.

Regardless of what the above means, I am determined to take Chen Mo to the Celestial Race.

Once you've said it, you have to keep your word.

...

Two hours later, a report came from inside the Forbidden City.

The tall, thin man picked up the report from the Grandmaster Academy, opened it, and glanced at it briefly.

"Big sister, that brat Chen Mo wants to go to the territory of those weapons."

"I guess it's because of that kid named Yang Zuo?"

The woman took the report from the tall, thin man and looked it over carefully from top to bottom.

After learning what had happened, the woman was not angry at all; instead, she felt even more gratified.

"Let the child go. Geng Lianhu is with him, so nothing bad will happen."

"Are you sure those weapons have no feelings whatsoever, and everything is just an exchange of interests?"

The tall, thin man frowned; he had no liking for those emotionless killing machines.

Even if they helped the human race, it was the result of the human race paying a certain price.

"Have you forgotten something?"

The woman sat back in the armchair, leaning against the armrest.

"The human race today is not as weak as it was a hundred years ago; otherwise, why would they send someone to participate in the national competition?"

"Not to mention the shift in offense and defense, we are now on equal footing with them."

"Why should I be afraid of them?"

"Damn! Big sister's right, if they dare cause trouble, we'll beat them up!"

The burly man, who had been silent until now, slammed his hand on the table, causing the entire Forbidden City to shake.

"You'd better shut up, and stop thinking nonsense."

The woman sighed helplessly. One of her two "colleagues" was extremely pessimistic, and the other was brainless.

The Great Xia Dynasty has not disappeared into the long river of history under their protection... that's really an absurd thing.

"The Great Xia Dynasty cannot withstand such turmoil now. Once the deep abyss of Kunlun Mountain is completely resolved, the resource problem will be easily solved."

"There's no need to say more about this. Tell the Grandmaster Academy and Geng Lianhu to go ahead with confidence. We'll back you up."

The woman did not dwell on the issue of the Kunlun Mountain abyss, and her future remains uncertain.

"Big sister, we've been out of contact with our eldest brother for a long time. Are we really not going to the Sea of ​​Ends to look for him?"

The tall, thin man sighed. Originally, the Purple Gold Hall had four elders, but since his eldest brother chose to enter the mortal world, only the three of them remained in the Purple Gold Hall.

"We can't go. There are only the three of us and that old man from the clan left among the Heavenly Martial Realm experts. If another Heavenly Martial Realm expert enters the Path of No Return, the balance will be broken."

"The consequences will be terrible..."

......

Two days later, Chen Mo and Geng Lianhu stood in front of the gate of the Grandmaster Academy.

Geng Lianhu did not tell Chen Mo that the three elders already knew about this matter; he felt he couldn't tell Chen Mo.

If you told him that the three most powerful figures in the entire Great Xia Dynasty could back him up, this kid would probably tear down the entire Sky Island of the Celestial Race...

"We must be extremely cautious on this trip to the Celestial Race. Once we obtain what we want, we must leave immediately."

"No one knows how the Celestial Race will react, so we must be very careful."

Before setting off, Geng Lianhu gave Chen Mo a little scare, hoping that the kid wouldn't start fighting right away.

My old back might not be able to handle it...

"Of course I know. We went there to ask for their help. How could we possibly do something like that?"

Chen Mo nodded. He wasn't looking for trouble or a fight; he was looking for a way to awaken Yang Zuo.

"Let's go then, target Sky Island 001 near the atmosphere above Yanjing."

Geng Lianhu was very satisfied with Chen Mo's reaction; as long as this kid didn't cause trouble, everything would be fine.

"This thing even has a serial number?"

Chen Mo was taken aback and looked at Geng Lianhu with some surprise.

"Of course they exist, otherwise how would we tell them apart? All the Sky Islands of the Celestial Race look the same."

Geng Lianhu chuckled, and a helicopter slowly hovered beside the two of them.

"If you want to go to the Sky Island of the Celestial Race, ordinary planes can't reach that high altitude."

"So, the two of us need to go to the Northwest Rocket Launch Center."