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

Although the torrential rain had stopped and the sea monsters had retreated, Song Bin remained vigilant.

The master's intuition told him that there must be other reasons why the hurricane season ended early.

The damage caused by that 'other cause' could be far greater than that of hurricane season, and he must be vigilant.

Fortunately, the abyssal rift in the southern island has been closed, so there is no need to station too many defensive forces there.

"Xiao Qi, I'm going back to the southern training camp to settle the points for those kids."

Song Bin stood up and said to the staff officer beside him.

"Understood, Governor. I will continue to monitor the hurricane's relocation destination."

...

After packing up the Hardbone Camp, Chen Mo and the others carried their bags and headed towards the southern training camp.

"There are no cars..."

"Hmm, no cars."

"It's over 100 kilometers. I ran here, and I have to walk back."

As they talked, their gazes fell on Ma Wanglin.

"Don't look at me! The problem was with the car itself; everyone found out about that later!"

Ma Wanglin blushed and grinned at the group of people.

"By the way, how many points have you all accumulated?"

Chen Mo suddenly became curious about how much his teammates had saved up after a week of hard work.

"I've saved up over eight hundred," Gu Feng said after a rough calculation.

"I'm about the same," Ma Wanglin replied after a moment's recollection.

"I have about a thousand." Don't let Yang Zuo's quiet demeanor fool you; this kid has been working hard ever since he was expelled from the Celestial Race.

If we're talking about who's more dedicated than him, it's Chen Mo.

"And you?" Everyone's eyes turned to Chen Mo.

"I don't have much, just over two thousand." Chen Mo grinned, two thousand was enough for him to use until the late stage of level six or even level seven.

"..." Gu Feng and the other two glared at Chen Mo, who was subtly showing off, and then turned and left.

The group moved quickly, returning to the southern training camp from the Dawn City area in less than half a day.

When they returned, they found that the other squads seemed to be missing members.

"This combat training went quite well; there were no casualties, only two seriously wounded and three slightly wounded."

Song Bin was quite satisfied with the results of this combat training. Apart from Chen Mo's first squad, the other squads had greatly improved in terms of both combat experience and cohesion.

Furthermore, the new combat methods have been successfully validated. With the assistance of new equipment, mentalists can also play a significant role in the battle.

"Oh, you're back." Song Bin turned around and looked at Chen Mo and the others. None of the kids were injured. Apart from expending a bit more energy, they were fine.

"Didn't you want to go to Abyss Dawn City? You can have a vacation after the points are settled."

"The southern training camp ends in eight days, so have some fun during that time."

Although Song Bin is strict, he is not harsh; a little relaxation is still necessary for these children.

Moreover... something might happen around the South Island, and these geniuses can no longer stay here.

"The results of this week-long practical training exercise have been tallied, and Team One is now ranked number one!"

This result did not surprise anyone, after all, Chen Mo's first team was the strongest, and the weakest was Ma Wanglin, a level 5 Steel Blood Realm martial artist.

"Furthermore, your class has successfully broken the record set since the establishment of the Southern Training Camp, surpassing the previous record of fifteen days in just seven days."

"Chen Mo ranks first in this combat training session with 2235 points!"

"Hiss!" Everyone gasped, taking a breath of cool air...after all, there's no such thing as "cool" in the South Island.

Although they guessed that Chen Mo would have a lot of points, they never expected him to have such an abnormal number of points.

If he completes the full fifteen days of combat training, will this guy accumulate five thousand points?

But upon further reflection, everyone understood.

The first district is the first line of defense to welcome any sea beasts that slip through the net. Only the sea beasts that Chen Mo and his group missed, as well as those missed by other fronts, will be their turn.

But no one envied Chen Mo's team, which was guarding the First District; the First District was simply too dangerous.

They even heard that Chen Mo single-handedly killed a level six sea beast. If they were given a beast of that level, they probably wouldn't be able to deal with it without paying a price.

"The exact number of points has been distributed to your team's mentalist, and you can use these points to exchange for whatever you want at any time."

"If you don't plan to play around for the remaining eight days, you can use your points to exchange for usage time in the Gravity Tempering Chamber. One point can be exchanged for one hour."

"The rest of the squads disband. Chen Mo, your squad and I will come with you."

Seemingly having something to say, Song Bin led Chen Mo's team of five to the training camp's conference room.

"Please sit down."

In the meeting room, besides Song Bin and Chen Mo, the three grandmasters from the training camp were also present.

"Uncle Song, what do you need us for?"

Chen Mo yawned. He desperately needed sleep; if he stayed up any longer, he would die of exhaustion.

"So, none of you chose the martial arts academy you wanted to attend?"

Song Bin didn't speak, but Xie Qifu stood up instead.

"Yeah, I feel like we don't need to waste our time going to the martial arts academy..."

Chen Mo nodded. At his rate of progress, he was not suited for a place like a martial arts academy.

"That's right. With your talents, the martial arts academy has become a burden for you."

Xie Qifu was not angry; on the contrary, he agreed with Chen Mo's words.

"So, I'm going to give you a chance."

Xie Qifu stopped and stared intently at Chen Mo and the others.

"You've probably heard of Gu Feng from the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy, right?"

"What!?" Gu Feng's eyes widened in disbelief; he was practically jumping up and down.

But in front of the four grandmasters, Gu Feng suppressed his excitement and nodded obediently.

"Thank you, Grandmaster. My grandfather once told me about the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy."

"A top-tier martial arts academy that only those martial artists deemed destined to become grandmasters can enter..."

"You still know too little." Xie Qifu shook his head. This child only knows the benefits and doesn't know the dangers of the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy.

"Being a martial artist is a status, so some people become martial artists for profit, which is why there is a difference between martial artists who rely on qi and blood and those who specialize in actual combat."

"But the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy is different. Every year, the Grandmaster Academy recruits students from the senior year of clans and major martial arts academies."

"But do you know why the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy isn't well-known?"

Xie Qifu's eyes changed, becoming extremely dangerous.

"Because all those who enter the Great Xia Grandmaster Academy are practical martial artists, their ultimate destination is battle, and they will eventually enter the deep abyss."