One Strength Subdues Ten Skills! Chen "Three Blades" Mo Takes the Stage

More than half the Training Ground had become the battlefield for Chen Mo and Guo Wenbai. Neither paused for a moment as fists and kicks flew, collisions ringing out without end.

The Fist Wind burst forth, whipping up waves of dust that enveloped both of them.

The people by the edge of the field could barely make out their movements, which only highlighted how fast Chen Mo and Guo Wenbai's fists and feet were.

It was dazzling to the eye.

The explosive sounds of fists and feet colliding made Guo Mingxuan and the others at the sidelines shudder.

If those attacks landed on them, they would probably lose their ability to fight after just one punch.

All previous doubts about Chen Mo's realm and actual combat ability had long since vanished.

Strength ruled all; the strong were revered!

Chen Mo had convinced them with his strength.

Guo Wenbai's Shattered Jade Fist Force possessed tremendous penetrating power, like steel cones stabbing straight into one's body. Had it been an ordinary Divine Strength Realm Martial Artist enduring so many blows head-on, he would likely have suffered internal injuries already, and his combat strength would have begun to decline.

Yet Chen Mo remained remarkably calm. The Perfection Level Silver Armor Technique had exceptional defensive power, giving him confidence.

The other man's force could not even penetrate his skin, much less injure him.

So practicing martial arts without tempering the body was absolutely impossible.

At first, Guo Wenbai had not noticed this, but gradually, he realized something was wrong. His ever-victorious force seemed unable to inflict any harm upon Chen Mo.

After so long, Chen Mo's expression remained unchanged, and his movements showed no sign of sluggishness or slowing.

He had clearly been unaffected.

Meanwhile, the repeated collisions had begun to numb Guo Wenbai's hands. Every clash carried more than Three Thousand Jin of force. After so many of them, he truly could not hold on much longer, and even his hands had begun to move sluggishly.

"This shouldn't be the Iron Body Technique. Could this fellow have cultivated some other Body Hardening Skill, and at no low realm either?!"

The Guo Family had investigated every last detail regarding Chen Mo, especially everything he had done since arriving in Hequ County. Guo Wenbai naturally knew all of it. Now that a suspicion had arisen in his heart, he could only groan inwardly.

How was this testing Chen Mo's strength? This was simply asking to be beaten.

With his discernment, how could he fail to see that Chen Mo still had strength to spare and had not gone all out?

As for himself, he probably could not last much longer. The numbness in his hands grew increasingly intense, and every exchange brought more searing pain.

I'm going to lose!

He was deeply puzzled. How had Chen Mo mastered so many martial arts at such an age?

And their realms were all so high.

He could not figure it out!

Could Chen Mo really have encountered some extraordinary opportunity?!

"That's all you can manage?"

As his opponent, Chen Mo noticed Guo Wenbai's abnormality at once and felt disappointed.

Still, he did not take things too far. As Guo Da had said before, he was to teach these Young Masters and Ladies for a month. There would be plenty of time. If he went overboard in one go and scared them senseless, they might not dare spar with him afterward. That would be far too dull.

He had not come here to teach those Young Masters and Ladies. He had come to find opponents to spar with.

Taking advantage of the retreat after a collision, Chen Mo did not press forward again.

"Brother Wenbai, why don't we stop here for today? Chen would also like to seek guidance from Brother Deng and Brother Shao."

"Very well, we'll do as Guest Official Chen says."

With his hands behind his back, trembling faintly, Guo Wenbai maintained an air of calm indifference. Yet inwardly, he sweated for Guo Shao.

Deng Qi was stronger than him and might not lose too badly, but Guo Shao was in danger.

Well, he did not think Deng Qi could win either.

After all, that fellow was only a shade stronger than himself.

The important thing was that he had already lost. If Deng Qi won, would that not make him lose too much face? Better for everyone to lose together.

At the edge of the field, seeing that Chen Mo and Guo Wenbai had both stopped and were looking over, how could Guo Shao and Deng Qi fail to understand their intentions?

"I'll go first. Brother Deng, you can bring up the rear."

Guo Shao knew that if even Guo Wenbai could not defeat this opponent, he certainly was no match for him. Yet he still chose to go first. Setting everything else aside, as long as he could drain Chen Mo's stamina, it would count as a success and give Deng Qi a greater chance of victory.

They had been ordered to test him this time, and the Family Head's intentions had been exceedingly clear: suppress Chen Mo's arrogance as much as possible, strike at his confidence, and make him understand the Guo Family's strength.

Only then could they recruit him and have room to maneuver.

Thus, in Guo Shao's view, they absolutely could not lose this test.

Guo Mingxuan and the other juniors might not have been able to tell from the battle just now, but he and Deng Qi were both Divine Strength Realm Martial Artists. How could they not see it? Guo Wenbai had lost. It was not a draw.

Against such a powerful foe, they had to proceed cautiously.

Because they represented the Guo Family's honor. They could not lose!

Deng Qi understood what Guo Shao meant and did not refuse. The ease he had displayed earlier was gone, replaced by utmost gravity.

Naturally, Chen Mo had no objection. It made no real difference to him who came up.

"Brother Chen, my Main cultivation is Blade Technique. Blades and swords have no eyes, so if I accidentally injure you, please forgive me," Guo Shao said with a smile.

Though he knew he might not be able to defeat Chen Mo, he still did not wish to lose momentum.

Chen Mo naturally would not surrender his own momentum either. Smiling, he replied, "My Blade Technique is only average. If I accidentally injure Brother Shao, I hope Brother Shao will not blame me."

"Good. Then come!" Guo Shao drew his blade and assumed a stance.

Chen Mo was left speechless by the sight. He casually selected a suitably heavy Wide-backed Heavy Saber from the rack and walked to within five meters of his opponent.

His Wind Slaying Blade was only at the Initiation level, and its sharpest moves were merely the first three strikes. If he could not defeat his opponent within three strikes, Blade Technique alone would likely not be enough to win. That was why he had chosen a heavy saber.

A heavy sword had no edge; Great Skill Appears Crude!

One Strength Subdues Ten Skills!

If three strikes could not win, he could simply swing his blade and smash wildly with brute force.

Guo Shao did not give Chen Mo much time to indulge in stray thoughts and attacked directly.

Holding his breath and focusing his mind, Chen Mo gripped the hilt tightly. At the instant his opponent's blade swung toward him, Chen Mo suddenly slashed back.

Wind Slash!

In the blink of an eye, the heavy saber struck three times in succession.

One strike!

Guo Shao's hand went numb, and his expression changed drastically. He nearly failed to hold on to his weapon's hilt.

Two strikes!

The tremendous force made Guo Shao completely unable to grip the hilt any longer. His saber was sent flying from his hand by Chen Mo's blow, and a huge notch appeared in its blade.

Three strikes!

A cold flash of blade-light arrived before him in an instant.

I can't dodge it!

Am I going to die?!

His heart clenched, and it felt as though his heartbeat had slowed by half a beat. In despair, Guo Shao instinctively closed his eyes.

He only felt blade wind raging beside him, scraping his skin painfully. Yet the sensation of being cut by the blade never came. Instead, Guo Wenbai and the others cried out in alarm beside him.

Slowly opening his eyes, Guo Shao subconsciously looked beside him. He discovered that the heavy saber which should have been in Chen Mo's hand had sunk entirely into the ground, leaving behind a saber-shaped hole that looked terrifying.

If that strike had landed on him, he would have been cleaved in half.

The strength was too great!

Gulp~

He swallowed unconsciously and turned his gaze toward Chen Mo.

"Brother Shao, you let me win," Chen Mo said, clasping his fists.

Just as he had expected, with the added force of Five Thousand Jin, even an Initiation-level Wind Slaying Blade that possessed no technical finesse could handle most situations through extreme speed combined with extreme weight.

Probably not many Divine Strength Realm Martial Artists could withstand his three strikes!

Only, after the third strike, the moves would visibly stall, making it easy for an opponent to seize the opening and counterattack.

Still, the Perfection Level Silver Armor Technique should be enough to let Chen Mo endure such attacks. The Perfection Level Fierce Tiger Fist was not for show either. At worst, he could abandon the saber, switch moves, and throw a punch. It was not a major problem.

"I lost." Guo Shao was utterly convinced.

After practicing the blade for more than a decade, he realized he had overlooked the most fundamental thing. No matter how outstanding the technique or how exquisite the moves, before absolute strength and speed, they were utterly useless.

"I won through a trick this time. Brother Shao's Blade Technique realm is far higher than mine," Chen Mo offered in consolation.

He was thinking that he could ask the other man for guidance in Blade Technique later on... Ahem, it was absolutely not killing a man and then stabbing him in the heart. He genuinely wanted to learn.

At those words, Guo Shao's face burned. He looked toward Deng Qi, feeling deeply uncertain. Chen Mo's strength had exceeded his expectations. Guo Wenbai could not have defeated him so easily.

Comparing the two, Guo Shao, who knew Deng Qi extremely well and had sparred with him countless times, had a strong premonition that Deng Qi was probably no match for Chen Mo either.

Deng Qi was among the top three Divine Strength Realm experts in the Guo Family. If even he could not take Chen Mo down, just how strong was Chen Mo?

He felt that today's test was certain to fail, because they likely would not be able to probe Chen Mo's true depths.

But one thing was certain: the decision made at the previous lineage assembly not to make a move against Chen Mo had absolutely been correct.

If they angered Chen Mo, then aside from those two within the lineage, there was probably no one in the Guo Family capable of restraining him.

The consequences would be far too severe!

Unaware of Guo Shao's thoughts, Chen Mo now stood facing Deng Qi.

The other man's Main cultivation was Palm Technique. Once Chen Mo was ready, Deng Qi did not act arrogantly and immediately launched the attack.

Facing three Divine Strength Realm experts in succession, Deng Qi had been saved for last, so his strength was undoubtedly the greatest. Chen Mo prepared to have a proper match with this fellow...