122: Chapter 122 Where are my glasses?

Thud!

Chen Mo stomped hard on the ground, dashing forward and appearing right in front of Instructor Liu.

He threw a straight punch without any technique. Instructor Liu tapped it lightly with his right hand, a strange gleam flashing in his eyes.

"Hmm..."

"Not bad, this can produce quite good results."

"Both the Spatial Anchoring of force and the Vector Deflection of force will reduce the damage ultimately inflicted upon you."

"Coupled with your already high physical strength, the combat power boosted under this dual enhancement is extremely high."

"It seems my line of thinking was correct."

Instructor Liu slapped Chen Mo's chest. At least twenty percent of the force was locked down by Spatial Anchoring, and forty percent of the force was redirected by Vector Deflection.

The damage that ultimately landed on Chen Mo was only forty percent of the original.

Simply put, the greatest utility Lin Ye and Xia Li provided to Chen Mo was nearly 60% damage reduction.

"Continue! Only in combat can you accelerate your synergy!"

Instructor Liu's attack speed grew faster and faster, to the point that even Chen Mo began to struggle to keep up.

"Su Qingyue, Shen Zhou, are you two dead?"

"I've already given you time to understand; follow the approach I provided earlier!"

Instructor Liu shouted, and only then did Su Qingyue and Shen Zhou realize they had a role to play.

"Don't be nervous, Shen Zhou, just accelerate my arms!"

As the core of the entire team, Chen Mo had to keep the combat rhythm in his hands.

Shen Zhou froze, veins instantly bulging on both sides of his temples.

The mental energy required to accelerate Chen Mo was even greater than slowing down the Hundred-Ton King, but the effect was extremely significant.

After blocking Chen Mo's punch again, Instructor Liu rubbed his own wrist.

"No wonder you can fight a Venerable; your punch packs quite a wallop."

"But while your reach is longer than mine now, what will you do once I use a weapon?"

Regarding Chen Mo, Instructor Liu had actually been thinking about how to optimize his combat style.

But now it seemed there was no need to optimize; he just needed to maximize his strengths.

Simply put, he just needed to ensure Chen Mo's attack hit rate, and he could unleash his maximum combat power.

Chen Mo also rubbed his wrist. After the acceleration, his arms had gained a significant boost in force and speed, but it came with a greater burden on his body and joints.

Fortunately, Chen Mo had been undergoing specialized training for his physical strength last week, and with Qi-Blood Armament now mastered, the current Chen Mo had more offensive means at his disposal.

Crimson-red Qi and Blood erupted from his body, firmly wrapping around Chen Mo's hands.

"Hmm?"

Instructor Liu was stunned; he didn't remember any such technique recorded in Chen Mo's file.

Soon, a pair of arms made entirely of Qi and Blood appeared above Chen Mo's shoulders, while Chen Mo himself stood there with his arms crossed.

The inspiration for this move came from the Three-Faced Ghost's Three-Faces and Six-Arms, but it was a pity that he could only control two extra fists for now; any more and it would immediately disintegrate.

"This is... the Principal's Qi-Blood Armament!?"

"You actually mastered it to this level in such a short time!?"

Instructor Liu's eyes were filled with disbelief. He had heard that the Principal had a self-created martial skill called Qi-Blood Armament, but only a very few individuals with extremely high talent in martial arts could attempt to use it.

The conclusion reached by those Eighth-Grade Martial Kings after trying it was that the gains didn't justify the losses; it wasn't as useful as ordinary weapons.

Yet today, he had actually seen a freshman who was only a 2nd-rank Martial Artist use this move, and it looked as natural as moving his own limbs.

These two arms formed by Qi-Blood Armament were roughly equivalent to Chen Mo's entire body in both size and length.

That is, three meters long with a diameter of nearly one meter; they were visually somewhat short and thick arms.

"Instructor Liu, I heard them say that two fists are no match for four hands; today, please try it out!"

Chen Mo grinned; this was also his first time using Qi-Blood Armament in actual combat.

His master had said his idea was good, but it needed more combat to verify its practicality.

Now was the best opportunity!

"Good!"

Instructor Liu was also somewhat excited; dealing with such unexpected things was precisely the joy of combat!

"Come!"

The entire tactical training ground clattered and shook for three or four minutes before stopping. The tactical instructors conducting classes nearby all sighed helplessly.

"I guess Old Liu is fighting with a student again, right?"

"It's normal, after all, it's that national number one team that can trade blows with an Abyss War Commander."

The surrounding instructors were already used to this and, after adapting for a moment, continued with their classes.

But strangely, the vibration only lasted for those three or four minutes, and afterwards, it became unusually quiet.

"He couldn't have hurt the student, right?"

"Probably not, Old Liu knows how to control his strength."

"Then it couldn't be that the student hurt Old Liu, could it?"

Realizing something was wrong, the tactical instructors rushed toward the tactical training ground.

The moment they pushed open the door, a wave of heat hit them.

They saw five figures lying flat on the ground, and a petite figure was wiping their sweat with a towel.

And the Old Liu they spoke of, Instructor Liu, was currently squinting, looking around at a loss.

"My glasses... where are my glasses?"

The instructors immediately found the glasses Instructor Liu was talking about...

To be precise, not glasses, but a pile of shards on the ground...