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

Just as Chen Mo was studying the amazing skill Flash, the arena outside was not calming down but instead becoming increasingly frenzied.

Gu Feng, who was being pushed in a wheelchair, stood up immediately and excitedly hugged the bewildered Zhao Peinan.

Even Ma Wanglin, who had lost a leg, was trembling with excitement, while Chu Bai and Chu Xuan felt that it was no injustice that they had lost to Chen Mo.

At this moment, the relatives and friends from Taizhou City were almost in a state of frenzy. Wei Zhen had laughed so hard that his jaw dislocated, but he was still laughing wildly.

Unlike the crowd who were celebrating, Xu Liu, who had woken up, was sobbing uncontrollably in Chen Li's arms.

Xu Liu's tears contained joy and excitement, but most of all, they were filled with heartache for Chen Mo.

The closing ceremony began amidst cheers from the audience, a moment of national celebration.

This is also the first time that someone from the entire human race has defeated a genius of the same age from the Celestial Race, and it was a hard-fought, physical clash of strength!

All the players who remained in Yanjing, regardless of their condition, attended the closing ceremony of the national competition, except for Chen Mo, the main character.

Thanks to the mentalist's emergency treatment and the Celestial Race's naturally rapid recovery, Yang Zuo has slowly regained consciousness.

He looked at the cheering crowd outside, and his mind went blank for a moment.

"You lost." Just then, a figure appeared behind Yang Zuo.

"Father." Yang Zuo disregarded his severely injured body and knelt on one knee in front of that figure.

"His talent is very strong, the kind of talent that is unreasonable and pure."

Yang Yan lowered his head and patted Yang Zuo's head, marveling at Chen Mo's terrifying talent.

"Yang Zuo, I'm sending you to the human territory for training out of my love for you."

"But I never imagined you would lose to the human race."

Upon hearing this, Yang Zuo's already pale face turned even paler.

"You possess the unique Celestial Divine Power among the Celestial Race, yet you still suffered a defeat."

"Normally, the defeated members of the Celestial Race should be removed from the list."

"Father..." Yang Zuo was startled. He had been so engrossed in the battle that he had even forgotten this rule of the Celestial Race.

After all, most of the Celestial Race's defeats meant death in battle, and it was the first time that Yang Zuo had lost to the Human Race.

"However, your talent is exceptional, and your Celestial Divine Power is the first of its kind to appear in the clan, so your failure is understandable."

Yang Yan smiled and continued.

"After careful consideration and the decision of the clan, everyone believes that you should stay among the humans to continue your training."

"When you become a level thirteen Grandmaster, we will bring you back to the clan."

"But before you become a level thirteen grandmaster, you will be expelled from the Celestial Race, and you will have to fight for resources on your own in human territory."

"Of course, we will not forbid you from using celestial powers."

"Strive to become stronger. I hope to see the day you return to the clan."

After saying that, Yang Yan walked into the darkness at the end of the corridor and disappeared.

"..." Yang Zuo slumped to the ground, speechless for a long time.

How could he not understand? His father's words sounded nice, but in reality, they were expelling him from the Celestial Race.

The Celestial Race only knows how to die in battle, not how to be defeated; he has already been abandoned.

"No, I still have a chance..."

Yang Zuo struggled to his feet and, despite his severe injuries, returned to his hospital room.

"I will become stronger until you all acknowledge me!"

......

The closing ceremony ended in an extremely enthusiastic atmosphere, and Chen Mo was also freed from the restriction that forbade him from contacting the outside world.

As for his absence from the awards ceremony, nobody said anything about it.

Everyone knew that Chen Mo had just finished a fierce battle and now was the time for him to rest.

Chen Mo will receive all the honors and rewards that belong to him; no one can take away what is rightfully his.

Now it's not just Gu Ji standing behind Chen Mo anymore; there are people watching him from even higher up.

Anyone who dares to cause trouble at this critical juncture is simply courting death.

Chen Mo, exhausted from the fierce battle, was fast asleep on the large bed in the hotel.

There's also the random ultimate skill in the final round of the challenge mission, which Chen Mo used when he was holding the closing ceremony outside.

He was quite satisfied with the result he drew; it was Mordekaiser's ultimate ability.

The Cycle of Reincarnation, commonly known as the Iron Man One-on-One Arena.

This skill is a pure one-on-one god-tier skill, capable of stealing 20% ​​of all attributes from enemies pulled into the cycle of reincarnation.

Furthermore, after defeating an enemy, you can permanently retain the 20% of all attributes.

In terms of both potential for growth and strength, Reincarnation's Desperate Situation can be considered a top-tier (T1) skill.

The cooldown time is a bit long, and the duration of the effect is a little short.

The Cycle of Despair has a cooldown period of three days and can only be maintained for ten minutes.

Overall, Chen Mo was quite satisfied. After going through the entire challenge mission, his strength had increased significantly.

Just as Chen Mo was sound asleep, the door to the hotel suite was pushed open, and a large group of people walked in.

Chen Mo groggily opened his eyes and saw a figure fall from the sky and pounce on him.

"Dude! You're awesome!"

The figure was Chen Yi, who was riding on the stomach of a bewildered Chen Mo, her hands cupping Chen Mo's face.

"From now on, your sister can do whatever she wants at the Harbin Martial Arts Academy. Anyone who dares to mess with me, I'll have my brother beat them up!"

"Beat him until he shits himself!"

"Xiao Yi, Xiao Mo just finished a match, can't you be a little more considerate?"

Xu Liu stepped forward and pulled Chen Yi away. She had seen that the sheets under Chen Mo were covered in blood.

Although Chen Mo's recovery ability is formidable, such a penetrating injury still requires a long time to heal.

Chen Yi's sudden, forceful press, combined with the "Guanyin sitting on a lotus" pose, completely ruptured Chen Mo's newly scabbed wound.

"Mom, I'm fine."

Chen Mo, who was spurting blood from his body, sat up and said with a relaxed expression.

But the scene before them was horrifying no matter how you looked at it; it was a murder scene.

"I knew it, you never went to the hospital for treatment from beginning to end."

Liang Yongsheng frowned when he saw Chen Mo like this. Why doesn't this child take care of his body at all?

"It's a good thing I brought the medical team and a mentalist with me, otherwise, at the rate you're bleeding, you'd be done for before you even got to the hospital!"

"Dean Chu, thank you for your hard work."

As he spoke, the crowd parted to make way for Chu Chi, who pushed the director of the Shanghai Mental Strength Research Center, over.