How Are You So Strong? The Guo Family Comes Calling Again

Chen Mo showed no awareness whatsoever that he had already been surrounded. Calm-faced, he swiftly sized up the two men encircling him and asked,

"Which family sent you?"

"You're quite calm. What a pity—a fifteen-year-old Divine Strength Realm Martial Artist, yet you'll die here today. You shouldn't have exposed your strength so early, much less agreed to the Guo Family's recruitment." The scar-faced middle-aged man behind him sighed.

Before Chen Mo could respond, the small-eyed middle-aged man blocking his way spoke first.

"Delays breed change. The Guo Family will receive word soon enough. Let's finish him quickly."

"True enough. Why waste so many words on a dead man?"

With that, Scarface and Small Eyes attacked from front and rear.

One threw a punch, while the other wielded a blade. Their killing intent was awe-inspiring; they had clearly killed no few people.

Both moved quickly. In the span of two breaths, they had reached Chen Mo.

"Two Divine Strength Realm Martial Artists."

Judging their strength from their speed, Chen Mo nimbly dodged Scarface's punch from behind and raised his blade to block Small Eyes's attack from the front.

Clang!

As the two blades met, Small Eyes's expression, which had previously been full of certainty, changed drastically. A tremendous force traveled through the blade into his hand, instantly numbing his palm. His saber nearly flew from his grasp, and he could not help but be alarmed.

"What immense strength!"

"Is this all you've got?" Chen Mo asked in surprise.

Wind rose beneath his feet. He made a small evasive movement, dodging the attack from behind once more, then swung his blade at Small Eyes with all his strength.

Wind Slash!

Three slashes in one second.

One slash after another—three consecutive slashes.

Small Eyes, whose palm was already numb, only blocked two strikes before the long blade in his hand flew free. Before he could react, his neck turned cold. Then the world spun around him, and a headless corpse entered his sight.

"Am I... dead?"

After dealing with Small Eyes, Chen Mo tossed aside the broken blade that had snapped in half. Turning around, he met Scarface's fist. The force transmitted through their fists confirmed his guess.

Scarface's strength was about the same as Small Eyes's, likely no more than two thousand jin—not even half of Chen Mo's.

Even among Divine Strength Realm Martial Artists, there was apparently no small gap in strength.

If this was all they could do, Chen Mo could take on ten of them!

His heart settled. Using Flying Swallow Steps, he arrived before Scarface, whom he had sent flying with their earlier exchange of fists.

Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain!

Tiger Roars with Wind!

Tiger Roars in the Forest!

Move after move, every punch carrying ninety percent of his strength. The arrogance Scarface had displayed moments ago was gone from his face. From the instant his companion had been effortlessly killed and he himself had been sent flying by a single punch, he had sensed that something was terribly wrong.

After several exchanges, Scarface felt his nearly numb hands, unable to exert any force. His face was filled with disbelief.

"How are you so strong?!"

"No! You're simply too weak!"

Chen Mo did not stop. He charged forward, giving his opponent no chance to catch his breath, adjust himself, or flee.

Tiger Leaps, Dragon Soars!

He leaped with the aid of his momentum, gathering all the strength in his body into his right fist. His Fist Wind swept through the air, and an explosive boom rang beside his ears, as though he intended to smash the surrounding air itself apart.

I can't block it!

That was Scarface's true thought at that moment. Yet reality did not even give him time to speak. He could only instinctively raise both hands with difficulty and defend with all his strength.

Crack!

The familiar sound of bones breaking rang out. With a single punch, Chen Mo broke both of Scarface's arms.

Scarface crashed heavily onto the ground, despair on his face. He had just raised his head, intending to identify himself and beg for mercy, but Chen Mo gave him no such opportunity. One punch shattered his skull, ending this Divine Strength Realm Martial Artist.

Chen Mo quickly searched the two men. Finding that neither had a habit of carrying manuals on them, he only found some pills and over seven hundred taels in banknotes. After wiping the blood from his hands, he quickly left the area.

Where there were people, there were conflicts.

On the surface, the Three Great Families appeared united as branches from the same tree, their ties seemingly unbreakable. In secret, however, their competition was fiercer than anyone else's.

"I hadn't even agreed yet. I merely exchanged a few words with the Guo Family, yet they decided I had already joined them and directly sent two Divine Strength Realm Martial Artists to deal with me. They certainly think highly of me." Cold light flickered in Chen Mo's eyes.

He had not asked which side the two martial artists belonged to, nor had he entertained the notion of sparing them.

Since they had chosen to strike at him, they had to be mentally prepared to be beaten to death.

When it was time to draw the sword, he had to draw it!

He could not let them think he could be casually kneaded and squeezed. He had to make them feel pressure, make them understand that trying to eliminate him might require consequences they were unwilling to bear.

Having reached this point, Chen Mo was basically safe.

So long as he was given one or two months, his strength would undergo earth-shaking changes.

This experience of fighting two Divine Strength Realm Martial Artists alone made Chen Mo clearly realize just how powerful he was. The Perfection Level Turtle Breath Health Cultivation Technique plus the Perfection Level Silver Armor Technique had made his strength far greater than that of ordinary Divine Strength Realm Martial Artists.

Together with the Fierce Tiger Fist, Flying Swallow Steps, and Wind Slaying Blade Technique that he had learned, Chen Mo's martial arts setup was exceptionally well-rounded, without any obvious weaknesses.

Unlike ordinary martial artists, who might reach their limit after cultivating one or two techniques in a lifetime. Any more than that, and either their energy would not keep up, or they would end up mediocre at everything.

Chen Hao, who could experience an Epiphany once every day, could "cultivate" techniques to the Perfect Accomplishment level within an extremely short time.

As his techniques continuously reached Perfect Accomplishment, advanced, then reached Perfect Accomplishment again and advanced once more, his strength would steadily and rapidly rise within this perfect cycle.

"I originally intended to quietly become the strongest in Hequ County before leaving. Now it seems that won't work." Chen Mo sighed.

He encountered no more interceptors on his way home and entered the Inner City without incident. After checking the strands of hair he had placed by the door bolt and window, confirming that no one had entered the room, he finally relaxed somewhat.

If nothing unexpected happened, news that he had fought two Divine Strength Realm Martial Artists alone and killed them both would soon reach the county's top powers. A fifteen-year-old Divine Strength Realm Martial Artist with such formidable combat strength would most likely be fought over by every side.

Of course, there was also the possibility that they would fear him and seek to erase him.

After pondering for a long time, Chen Mo felt somewhat irritated. He wanted to leave immediately, yet he was unwilling to do so and somewhat lost as well. His understanding of this world was still too shallow.

With an unhappy expression, Chen Mo went into the courtyard and began practicing the Fierce Tiger Fist.

Well, calling it practice was not entirely accurate. He was more venting his frustrations.

Bursts of Fist Wind rolled out, like a tiger roaring through the forest, its might enough to strike fear into people's hearts!

His neighbors were trembling in fear at this moment. Those with weaker nerves simply fled.

The spies from the various powers hiding nearby immediately passed the news back, astonishment written across their faces.

On Chen Mo's side, he had barely practiced a few rounds when someone knocked on the main gate. He did not open it at once. Only after completing this set of Fierce Tiger Fist did he draw in his aura, walk to the gate, and open it. Guo Da came into view.

The same young man and woman from before still followed behind him.

Compared with their time at Hundred Flowers Pavilion, the way those two young people looked at Chen Mo was now completely different.

Their expressions were extremely complicated.

There was envy, jealousy, and admiration as well.

"Elder Guo, I believe our appointed time is tomorrow?" Chen Mo asked with a smile.

As he spoke, he invited the three inside.

"Gang Leader Chen, do you want to know which faction wanted you dead today?" Guo Da was very direct.

He also gestured for the two people behind him to close the gate.

Chen Mo did not answer immediately. He merely stared silently at Guo Da for two seconds before speaking.

"Whether I want to know or not, you should tell me anyway."

"Gang Leader Chen seems not to trust me."

"Should I trust you?"

Hearing this, Guo Da fell silent for several seconds before finally speaking.

"If I were in your position, I probably wouldn't trust anyone right now either. But this matter truly was not done by my Guo Family."

"Then why have you come here now...?" Chen Mo did not press for information about the faction that had wanted to kill him.

There was no need. The Guo Family had sent Guo Da to find him again so quickly, so the most likely possibility was that their hostile faction had done it. The two top Martial Arts Schools had always swept the snow from their own doorsteps and stood apart from the major powers, with no intention of competing for power and profit. That left only the other two great Lineages in the county.

Only great Lineages had the strength to do such a thing.

Of course, Chen Mo did not completely rule out the possibility that the Guo Family had staged the whole affair to deceive him.

Still, even for the Three Great Families, losing two Divine Strength Realm Martial Artists would likely be extremely difficult to accept.

Looking at Guo Da's calm face, it truly did not seem to have been the Guo Family.

Unaware of Chen Mo's thoughts, Guo Da did not beat around the bush and directly stated the purpose of his visit...