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

At the referee's whistle, Chen Mo immediately activated his "Iron Heart" buff.

He had watched the last battle; Yang Zuo's attacks dealt at least 6,000 damage each time, and his attack frequency was very high.

If I don't activate the "Iron Heart" buff in time, I might get instantly killed.

This is the difference between humans and celestials.

The moment the buff was activated, Chen Mo's health increased tenfold!

Pure life force flowed back and forth within Chen Mo's body, even amplifying his power to a certain extent.

"376,000 HP...?"

A sense of security he had never felt before welled up in Chen Mo's heart. He clenched his fist and looked at Yang Zuo.

"You're not going to admit defeat?" Yang Zuo glanced at Chen Mo and then lost interest.

Even if a mere level three martial artist could fight beyond their level, they would still be no match for him.

"Admit defeat?"

Chen Mo chuckled, his veins coiling around his body like a vicious python.

"Why should I admit defeat before we've even started?"

After saying that, Chen Mo stomped his foot hard and immediately used his speed.

He was like a tank of flesh and blood, and even the abyss steel alloy arena was shaking.

"Um!?"

Yang Zuo's fighting instincts were triggered, and he instinctively raised his Silver Dragon Spear to block in front of him.

when!

Chen Mo's fist struck Yang Zuo's Heart Steel charging mark precisely, producing a pleasant, crisp sound.

[Dealt 47000 damage! Maximum health increased by 5640!]

"puff!"

Fine cracks appeared in the bones of Yang Zuo's two arms, and that terrifying power spread throughout his body along the Silver Dragon Spear.

He was sent flying backwards, landing on the ground and barely managing to stand up.

Chen Mo's punch not only injured Yang Zuo, but also tore his shirt to shreds from the shockwave.

His powerful muscles reflected the sunlight, and Chen Mo seemed to be pure power!

"Aren't you going to admit defeat?"

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow. The profit from this one strike was ten times that of before, so he definitely wanted to take the opportunity to strike a few more times.

"This is truly beyond my expectations..."

Yang Zuo wiped the blood from his mouth; he had come to a new understanding of the level three martial artist before him.

"You are worthy of my full strength; you even satisfy me more than Gu Feng!"

"Celestial power! Incarnation outside the body!"

Yang Zuo's silver dragon spear crackled with lightning, and three identical figures appeared before Chen Mo.

The commentary that had been prepared for Chen Mo's instant defeat was now frozen in shock.

Not only him, but also the few spectators in the stands, the relatives and friends from Taizhou City, and the Chen family of three, all stared wide-eyed at the two on the stage.

"No, unbelievable!!!"

The commentator threw his prepared script aside and stepped on the center console.

"Chen Mo actually injured Yang Zuo with a single punch, even forcing him to use his Celestial Divine Power."

Could it be?!

"Could it be! Chen Mo really has a chance to defeat Yang Zuo and win this year's national championship!?"

Let's cheer for Chen Mo!

"Ferocious beast Chen Mo! Capture Yang Zuo!"

Chen Mo's performance rekindled hope for everyone who was watching the national competition.

"Stop just standing there! Let's beat the drums and cheer them on!"

Wei Zhen swung the drumstick in his hand and struck the cowhide drum in front of him heavily.

In the somewhat empty stadium, the cheers of Taizhou's relatives and friends resounded through the sky!

One punch, just one punch, and Yang Zuo was made to vomit blood. Just how terrifying is that power?

At this moment, the previously closed entrance reopened, and a figure covered in bandages was pushed in.

The visitor was Gu Feng, who had regained consciousness after a night of treatment.

"Chen Mo, keep it up..."

Gu Feng stared intently at Chen Mo and Yang Zuo on the arena, his injured voice rasping.

Not only him, but also the other opponents who had been defeated by Chen Mo came to the arena. They all wanted to see if the man who had defeated them could win.

Zhao Peinan, Chu Bai, Chu Xuan, Wei Guohao, and even Ma Wanglin, who had lost a leg, were pushed into the audience.

"You're here..."

Chen Mo's lips curled up; this was exactly the effect he wanted.

Rekindling the hope of victory and bringing the audience back to the arena was one of the reasons Chen Mo used the "Iron Heart" buff right from the start.

Amidst the unified cheers of his relatives and friends in Taizhou, Chen Mo beckoned to Yang Zuo with his finger.

This action was highly provocative and almost instantly ignited Yang Zuo's fighting spirit.

"Damn! This kid's arrogant! I like him!"

Even Gu Ji, who was in the VIP seats, was caught up in the atmosphere and suddenly slapped his thigh and stood up.

"Is this all the Celestial Race is capable of?"

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow; he was waiting for the charging marks to appear on the two clones.

Yang Zuo didn't speak, but silently led his two clones towards Chen Mo.

"Well done!"

Chen Mo's eyes lit up, and he rushed towards Yang Zuo.

The silver dragon spear, crackling with electricity, pierced Chen Mo's skin precisely, but could not penetrate an inch!

[Due to electric shock and physical damage, HP -18000!]

"How is this possible!?" Yang Zuo's eyes widened. He couldn't even pierce Chen Mo's skin?

With a life value of 380,000, the damage Yang Zuo inflicted was no different from a tickle.

Ding!Ding!

The two clones simultaneously struck Chen Mo's two vital points: his heart and throat.

But Chen Mo withstood it all with an invincible attitude.

[Due to electric shock and physical damage, HP -18000!]

[Due to electric shock and physical damage, HP -18000!]

Are you tickling me?

Chen Mo grinned and punched the charging attack symbol on one of his clones.

when!

The clone's health was lower than Yang Zuo's, and this punch pierced through its chest.

[Dealt 47000 damage! Maximum health increased by 5640!]

Chen Mo twisted his waist and swung his right fist, punching through the chest of another clone!

[Dealt 47000 damage! Maximum health increased by 5640!]

Three punches, just three punches, increased Chen Mo's life points by more than 16,000!

"Holy shit! Holy shit!"

"One punch, one punch each! One punch each!"

The commentator got so excited that he jumped up. He even forgot how to commentate and could only utter these meaningless words.

The news that Chen Mo had a chance of winning spread quickly, and more and more spectators returned to the Yanjing First Sports Center.