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

If it were a regular level two or three martial artist, they would almost be torn to pieces instantly under this level of blade storm!

But Chen Mo is different. In addition to his frighteningly high health, he also has a damage reduction of up to 110!

The flying blade, which could originally deal more than 200 damage with a single strike, can only inflict a pitiful 95 points after damage reduction!

Not to mention that Chen Mo's health regeneration rate alone reached a terrifying 85 points per second.

Based on this calculation, it would take Chu Bai at least 3,700 seconds to deplete Chen Mo's health bar.

In other words, it would take Chen Mo an hour to defeat him if he stood there!

"It doesn't hurt or itch..."

Chen Mo pushed forward against the seemingly terrifying storm of blades, eliciting gasps from the audience.

After all, no one knew that Chen Mo wasn't even feeling any pain; he just looked a little miserable.

The sight of blood sliding down the skin sent shivers down everyone's spines.

"Impossible, he's only a level two martial artist!"

Chu Bai's nose started bleeding from the prolonged high-power mental output, and her eyes widened in disbelief.

"It doesn't hurt or itch, are you giving me gua sha?"

With a roar, Chen Mo took another step forward, braving the storm of blades.

At this moment, the audience was completely silent; they were no longer paying attention to the battle on the second arena.

Everyone wanted to know who would last the longest under this almost meat grinder-like onslaught: Chen Mo or Chu Bai.

Within the Taizhou City family and friends group, Xu Liu's face was pale; she no longer dared to look at Chen Mo, who was covered in blood on the arena.

"Dude, fuck her!"

Chen Yi, on the other hand, clenched her fists and shouted loudly.

Xiao Qifeng and the others, who had been in a daze, came to their senses and resumed shouting encouragement.

Yes, even the injured Chen Mo is persevering, so why are those who are supposed to be cheering him on stunned?

"Knock knock!"

"Chen Mo, fuck her!"

"Knock knock!"

"Chen Moqian, kill her!"

Now, the entire group of friends and family completely forgot their prepared lines, and everyone shouted out their heartfelt cries.

Gradually, the entire audience was infected by the voices of the Taizhou City relatives and friends, and everyone began to support Chen Mo, who looked very miserable.

Hearing those inspiring shouts, Chen Mo's lips curled up slightly.

Having achieved this level of skill, he refused to believe he couldn't get the highest reward!

As time slowly passed, Chen Mo, who had been braving the storm of sharp blades, had already come within three meters of Chu Bai.

This tiny distance was just a matter of taking a step for Chen Mo, but he was not in a hurry to kill Chu Bai instantly.

"That's it? A combat-type psychic, is he some kind of old lady who scrubs people in a bathhouse?"

"Look at you, your face is pale, blood is flowing from your nose down to your chest, and you can't even stop me from walking."

"Just admit defeat, or it would be too embarrassing if I punched you to death."

A sound receiving device was set up in the ring, which broadcasts the conversations between the contestants directly.

Therefore, everyone present heard Chen Mo's words.

Even Dean Chu, who was in a wheelchair, was no exception.

"Impossible, how could a level two martial artist...?"

Dean Chu's palms were bulging with veins; he couldn't accept the reality that a combat-type mentalist had lost their first battle.

"Holy crap, Chen Mo is so arrogant!"

The audience members in the stands were buzzing with discussion; they loved contestants who were extremely arrogant.

"But that makes sense. That's about all there is to combat-type mentalists. They can't even kill a level two martial artist instantly."

"Really, but Chen Mo is no ordinary person. If an ordinary martial artist had been slashed that many times, he would have died long ago, but he seems to be fine."

"No, no, no, didn't you see? His wounds are even slowly healing!"

From the commentary booth, with the help of high-speed cameras, the commentators could see more clearly the wounds on Chen Mo's body that were healing.

"Everyone! You may not understand, but only martial artists of level six or above possess this kind of high-speed repair ability!"

"In other words, our One-Punch Brother has already awakened high-speed repair at the level of a second-level martial artist. It seems that Chu Bai is in trouble in this battle!"

"Furthermore, no one has seen One-Punch Man's martial arts skills until now. I wonder if he can open everyone's eyes to a new level in this fight?"

In the VIP section, apart from Beijing Martial Arts Academy, Shanghai Martial Arts Academy, and Chongqing Martial Arts Academy, all other martial arts academies began contacting their respective admissions offices.

A top-tier genius martial artist who awakened rapid healing at level two!

They will absolutely not let this go!

No matter the circumstances, even if Chen Mo wanted the stars in the sky, they would have to find a way to launch a rocket to pluck them down.

"Prepare the best offer the academy can provide. Regardless of whether Chen Mo wins or loses, we must get him to sign our special recruitment agreement tonight!"

"Thirty million? Get lost! Prepare fifty million in cash; we must visit Chen Mo tonight!"

"Yes, call Grandpa Wang over. Our Tianjin Martial Arts Academy must win over this genius!"

One phone call after another was made, and the admissions offices of various martial arts academies sprang into action.

If such a genius is successfully recruited into their martial arts academy, then their martial arts academy will very likely produce a level thirteen powerhouse!

No one would miss such an opportunity unless they were out of their mind.

...

On the arena, Chu Bai stared intently at Chen Mo, who was already within arm's reach, gritting his teeth and refusing to back down an inch.

"Since you're being so tactless, then I'll send you away."

Chen Mo looked at his accumulated heroic spirit value and his body burst out with golden light.

With a deliberate, powerful punch, combined with the damage from Heart of Steel, this single punch dealt over 10,000 damage.

Even a level 5 martial artist couldn't withstand this punch!

The white shield value instantly filled Chen Mo's health bar, and his injuries healed at a visible speed.

"I'll punch you so hard you won't know which way is up!"

A golden burst of light erupted from the punch, blasting a trench into the surrounding reinforced concrete ground.

Looking at Chu Bai again, her chest crackled with electricity. The armor that the research center had prepared for her was completely useless, as Chen Mo punched right through it.

[Dealts 11450 damage, increases maximum health by 534!]

"Ugh..." Chu Bai coughed up blood from his mouth and nose, and then collapsed to the ground, his vision went black.

The entire arena fell silent, everyone staring at the sole victor standing on the ring.

"What are you standing there for? Doesn't this count as my victory?"

Chen Mo tore his clothes, which had already been cut into strips, to shreds, revealing his muscular physique covered in knife wounds.

The referee, who was stunned by the punch, finally came to his senses, ran to Chen Mo's side, grabbed his right fist, and raised it high.

"The contest to advance from sixty-four to thirty-two in the ring match has concluded, with the outcome decided in ring number one!"

"The victor is Chen Mo!"