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

Five minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and everyone had stopped talking.

Everyone stared intently at the two still fighting on the stage.

Tian Xingxing's face turned bright red, and a trickle of blood from her nose dripped from her lips onto the ground.

On the other hand, Chen Mo didn't look much better; the left side of his face was swollen like a steamed bun.

"Why do I have a feeling that if Lao Tian keeps dragging this out, he's going to get knocked out?"

A young man with a buzz cut spoke with great excitement: it was unbelievable that an underage student who hadn't even entered the Dao could fight a level two martial artist this long.

They knew Lao Tian's strength all too well; he was a ruthless man who once killed a level-two abyss beast with a single punch on the southwestern border.

"Don't worry, Lao Tian won't collapse. Chen Mo's stamina is already exhausted."

Liang Yongsheng shook his head; he had seen far more details than these young people.

Despite her bloodied face, Tian Xingxing still maintains excellent physical strength.

In contrast, Chen Mo had been playing hit-and-run tactics around the arena, and his stamina was already running out.

"I reckon the outcome will be decided in the next move."

Everyone was stunned by Liang Yongsheng's words and quickly focused all their attention on the two people fighting on the stage.

"This is really troublesome..." Chen Mo sighed, feeling his heart pounding wildly.

He had already stacked 230 health points on Tian Xingxing, but this burly man, whose arms were thicker than his thighs, still stood firm.

Moreover, he only had 150 health points left, and could only withstand two more punches before collapsing.

"Let's make one last push and squeeze out as much as we can!"

Chen Mo focused his mind; there were still five seconds left before his charged attack cooldown ended.

"Good lad, you've got some skills. I think I know why Old Liang brought you here."

Tian Xingxing wiped her face, a smirk playing on her lips, revealing her blood-stained teeth.

"However, even though you're quite capable, I can't let a kid like you take me down."

"So, I'm not going to go easy on you anymore!"

After saying that, Tian Xingxing's blood and qi surged, and bursts of white steam spewed out from his mouth and nose.

"Martial Arts! Bloodthirsty Fist!"

Tian Xingxing's fist was enveloped in a cloud of blood-red steam, and Chen Mo felt a chill run down his spine just looking at it.

"No, we have to get out of the way!"

"If that punch lands, I'm done for!"

Chen Mo tried to avoid the trajectory of the Blood Fist, but strangely, no matter how he dodged, the punch kept coming towards him.

"Old Tian! Do you want to beat this kid to death?!" Liang Yongsheng shouted loudly when he saw that Tian Xingxing had even used martial arts.

"Quick! Block that punch for Chen Mo!"

Just as everyone was about to rush onto the stage to help Chen Mo block the punch, Chen Mo's roar made them all stop in their tracks.

"No need!"

"Martial arts skills, huh! Do you think nobody can't do them?"

Chen Mo glanced at his already fully charged Heroic Spirit value, and his entire demeanor suddenly changed.

Golden light gathered in Chen Mo's right fist, and his almost depleted health bar suddenly surged, filled with white shield value.

"A deliberate, powerful punch!"

Tian Xingxing's Blood Fist and Chen Mo's Deliberate Bombardment Fist struck each other simultaneously.

[Taken martial arts damage! Shield -600]

[Dealts 233 points of true damage!]

The golden punch passed right through his body, even sending several pieces of the wooden floor flying.

"Pfft!" Tian Xingxing spat out a mouthful of blood, her face filled with disbelief.

Despite the weakness within him, Chen Mo unleashed a charged attack that struck Tian Xingxing in the face.

when!

[Dealts 227 damage! Permanently increases maximum health by 27!]

Then, Chen Mo felt a dizzying sensation, and everything went black as he collapsed to the ground.

"Chen Mo!" Liang Yongsheng's heart tightened. Could this child have been beaten to death by Lao Tian?

"Good lad..." Tian Xingxing barely managed to steady himself, took off his boxing gloves, and leaned back in his chair.

"Old Liang, where did you find such a little monster? It's a bit too fierce."

Tian Xingxing lifted her clothes and looked at the purplish-black fist mark on her chest.

"You have the nerve to say that? You actually dared to use martial arts techniques when sparring with a child?"

Liang Yongsheng checked Chen Mo's condition and found that he was only exhausted and had suffered some minor injuries, which put him at ease.

"If I didn't use martial arts techniques, he would have really taken me down today."

Tian Xingxing's tiger-like eyes widened, and her gaze towards Chen Mo was filled with nothing but admiration.

"But what just happened? How come this child knows martial arts?"

"How would I know? I only knew this kid was a genius, I never expected him to be this monstrous."

Liang Yongsheng shook his head, picked up Chen Mo, and walked into the nearby medical room.

After giving Chen Mo a quick treatment of his superficial wounds, Liang Yongsheng emerged with a dark, grimy old face.

"Old Tian, ​​shouldn't we talk about why you used your martial arts skills against a child?"

Liang Yongsheng glared at Tian Xingxing, whose face was covered in blood from her nose, and asked with an unfriendly expression.

"I admit I was wrong, okay? Can't you see I'm in a worse situation than him?"

Tian Xingxing pursed her lips. If she hadn't used martial arts, she would probably be the one lying in the infirmary right now.

"Is it enough to just make a mistake?" Liang Yongsheng took a step forward, exuding a strong sense of pressure.

"Okay, okay, I understand." Tian Xingxing sighed and raised her hands to indicate her surrender.

"I'll provide this kid with Qi and Blood Pills for the next thirty-six days, and I'll also teach him the Blood Explosion Fist while I'm at it."

"How about this compensation?"

"That's not enough. Give that thing you secretly brought back when you were discharged from the army to Chen Mo, and we'll call it a day."

Liang Yongsheng shook his head decisively and stated his own requirements.

"Huh?" Tian Xingxing's expression instantly turned into one of pain.

"Old Liang, are you sure you want to give that thing to that child? Can his body handle it?"

"Never mind whether he can handle it or not, just hurry back and get the things."

Liang Yongsheng could tell at a glance that Tian Xingxing was distressed, and said in an unquestionable tone.

"Alright..." Tian Xingxing sighed. The Blood Refining Potion was originally meant for his son.

Unfortunately, he was already forty and still single, so he never had the chance to use it for his son.

He also didn't have a son.

"Hurry up and go, stop dawdling." Liang Yongsheng kicked Tian Xingxing's big butt, and Tian Xingxing quickly got up, put on her clothes, and left Yongsheng Martial Arts School.

...

Meanwhile, the Taizhou City Martial Arts Education Bureau.

"What's going on? What do you mean Chen Mo's student file is missing?"

Zhao Dehai slammed his fist on the table and roared at the staff member opposite him.

"Principal Zhao, there's no point in you getting angry at me. I suggest you go talk to Director Wei about this."

The staff member sneered, wiped the spittle Zhao Dehai had sprayed on his face, and turned to leave.

"you!"

"Alright, alright! Then I'll go find your bureau chief!"

Enraged, Zhao Dehai suddenly stood up and turned to leave.

"What brings you here, Principal Zhao? Is there something you need?"

But the moment Zhao Dehai turned his head, a middle-aged man with an incredibly robust physique stood in front of him.

The person who arrived was none other than Wei Zhen!