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

Chen Mo blinked, as if no one had ever told him such a thing.

It turns out that martial artists do more than just accumulate qi and blood; there are so many other things they need to do.

"Luckily, you've only just advanced to level three. It's not too late to start refining your skin now."

Zhou Xiangguang breathed a sigh of relief. If it had been any later, Chen Mo's genius would have been wasted.

"Come on, let's test it first. When you go to the southern training camp later, please remember to ask those masters to guide you in refining your skin."

Chen Mo nodded and stepped into the capsule-type blood and qi detector.

Five minutes later, Chen Mo's various data appeared on the tablet in Zhou Xiangguang's hand.

"Qi and Blood 5210, Skin Tempering 0%, Blood Tempering 0%..."

"But its overall density isn't weaker than those that have been tempered; is this what it means to be a born genius?"

Zhou Xiangguang couldn't help but sigh that even if Chen Mo hadn't tempered his skin, his physical attributes were still stronger than most level three and four martial artists.

However, their bone density and strength are inferior to those of a level 5 martial artist.

"What am I thinking? Chen Mo is only a level three martial artist. These stats are already terrifying."

Zhou Xiangguang shook his head, turned on the testing device, and Chen Mo walked out from inside.

"Xiao Chen, you must remember to temper your skin. Once you temper your skin, your strength will experience a qualitative leap."

"Your skin can withstand the slashing of melee weapons of level three or below, and the shooting of bullets of 9mm or less."

"Based on current data estimates, once you've tempered your skin, you'll be able to withstand slashes from melee weapons below level six and shots from regular sniper rifles."

"The benefits of tempering your Qi and blood in your body are endless, so you should never underestimate its importance."

Chen Mo nodded. Zhou Xiangguang was right. Zhao Peinan's slashes were completely ineffective against him, but Li Quan's twin blades could break through his skin and injure him.

"Alright, next we'll test speed and strength. Don't use your qi and blood during the test."

Seeing that Chen Mo had taken his advice to heart, Zhou Xiangguang led Chen Mo to the testing area on the side.

......

The test continued until 8 p.m., and all of Chen Mo's data was tested.

Chen Mo's strength has now reached a terrifying ten tons in both arms, and his maximum speed has reached thirty meters per second.

But these are not the most terrifying aspects of Chen Mo; his most terrifying quality is his vitality.

This world doesn't have the concept of life points, nor do it have specific numerical values, but it can be concluded that Chen Mo's life force is comparable to that of a level six martial artist.

Chen Mo refused Zhou Xiangguang's repeated attempts to persuade him to stay; he had no intention of remaining there any longer.

The old men's gazes sent chills down his spine; he always felt like he was about to be dissected and studied.

After getting into the car provided by the hotel and returning to the hotel, Chen Mo quickly washed up and lay down on the bed to rest.

He'll be leaving for Taizhou at 8 a.m. sharp tomorrow, and he needs to be in top form to receive the applause that's due to him.

Chen Mo is a person who cares about his reputation, otherwise he wouldn't have risked his life to win the national championship.

But just as his head hit the pillow, the system, which had been quiet for two days, suddenly started beeping.

[Crisis mission detected, now issued!]

[Danger is imminent. Host, please protect those around you. Any death will result in mission failure!]

[Reward for successful mission: Third skill slot]

Chen Mo sat up abruptly, his eyes wide as he stared at the crisis mission before him.

"Is danger imminent?"

"Where does the danger come from?"

"Is something going to happen on the road tomorrow?"

Chen Mo no longer cared about this crisis mission; he only wanted to know where the next danger would come from.

"No, we need to find outside help..."

Chen Mo couldn't guarantee that he could protect his relatives and friends in Taizhou City and his family members on his own. He had to ensure that he had enough support to withstand this crisis.

Liang Yongsheng was only a level one martial artist, and Tian Xingxing was only a level two martial artist.

The strongest member of the team is Wei Zhen, who is only a level 5 martial artist.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo picked up his phone and dialed Gu Feng's number.

After hearing that Chen Mo needed his grandfather's help, Gu Feng didn't ask any questions and readily agreed.

Gu Ji once said that he was the backer of Chen Mo and his ilk, and he would naturally not refuse Chen Mo's requests.

Furthermore, as one of the few grandmasters in the country, Gu Ji naturally also received some information.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Mo was still a little worried, but there was nothing he could do but try his best.

Admittedly, he could have lived a carefree life in Yanjing.

But his parents, Chen Yi, and his relatives and friends in Taizhou City, they can't just hide in Yanjing forever, can they?

"I'd like to see who dares to touch them..."

Chen Mo's face was contorted with rage; anyone who dared to harm his family was courting death!

He'd risk his life to kill the bastard who dared to touch his family!

...

The next day, everyone except Chen Mo got into the car in high spirits.

"What's wrong, son? You don't seem very happy."

As they sat in the SUV in Taizhou, Chen Li looked at Chen Mo, who seemed a little nervous, and asked...

"It's nothing, I'm not unhappy, I just didn't get enough rest yesterday."

Chen Mo shook his head. He had specifically chosen to sit in the lead car today in order to deal with the crisis mission.

That way, even if danger does occur, he can respond as quickly as possible.

"It will take us about eight hours to get back to Taizhou, so you can get a good night's sleep in the car."

Chen Li didn't think much of it, nodded and remained silent, afraid of disturbing Chen Mo's rest.

"Mom, where's my sister?"

After searching around, Chen Mo discovered that Chen Yi was missing and asked in confusion.

"Your sister has been taken away. A company commander from the Northern Border Army came to arrest her personally."

Xu Liu couldn't help but laugh whenever this was mentioned. If Chen Yi hadn't called her friends in the military region to brag that her brother was the national champion this year, she might not have been arrested and taken back.

"good..."

Chen Mo frowned. His sister had a strong military expert on her side, so there shouldn't be any problems.

The problem is now clear: there's an 80% chance someone attacked the Taizhou convoy on the road.

"I wonder if that old man Gu Ji is reliable or not. I haven't seen him at all."

"Don't worry, kid, I'm right nearby."

Suddenly, Gu Ji's voice rang in Chen Mo's ears, but Chen Mo did not see him.

"You don't need to look anymore, I'm 300 meters above your head."

"Don't worry, do you think I, a level 13 Grandmaster, can't protect all of you?"