The crowd fell silent for a brief moment, their shock palpable. Then, as if on cue, they erupted into cheers, chanting, "Chen Mo! Chen Mo! Chen Mo!"
Chen Mo raised his hand to the sky in acknowledgment but muttered to himself, Weren't these the same people calling me trash just moments ago? Now they're cheering my name? Their shamelessness knows no bounds.
Moments later, the two guards who had witnessed Chen Mo in the dungeon finally arrived, rushing to inform Master Huo about what had transpired. However, it was already too late Chen Ruo had suffered a humiliating defeat.
Master Huo turned to the guards, his face dark with rage. "You useless trash! Do you think I don't already know about Chen Mo's newfound strength after he defeated my son? Get out of my sight!"
Chen Ruo, grinding his teeth in frustration and hatred, muttered under his breath, "Chen Mo... Chen Mo... I will make you pay for this!"
Suddenly, with a burst of malevolence, Chen Ruo launched a sneak attack at Chen Mo.
"Son, be careful!" Chen Ye shouted in alarm.
But Chen Mo had anticipated this. Sneak attacks after losing? Such shamelessness isn't out of his dictionary. With swift precision, Chen Mo dodged the clumsy, slow strike and countered with a decisive blow to Chen Ruo's cultivation core.
The arena gasped as Chen Ruo was sent flying once more, landing unconscious. His cultivation core the very source of his martial power was shattered, leaving him crippled.
Master Huo's face turned crimson with fury as he bellowed, "Chen Mo! How dare you cripple my son! I'll kill you for this!"
Without a second thought, Master Huo charged toward Chen Mo, his killing intent unmistakable.
But Chen Ye stepped forward, his figure a blur as he intercepted the attack with the Chen family's secret technique, Lightning Step.
"Do you think I don't exist?" Chen Ye's voice thundered as he blocked the attack.
Master Huo glared at him, his eyes bloodshot with anger. "Your trash son crippled my son! Move aside, or I'll destroy you too!"
Chen Ye laughed coldly. "Trash? You dare call him trash after witnessing the fight just now ? If my son is trash, then what about yours, who was defeated so miserably? And don't forget your son shamelessly launched a sneak attack after the match was decided. He only got what he deserved."
Master Huo's expression darkened further. "Good! Very good! This isn't over!" he spat, his voice trembling with rage. Grabbing the unconscious Chen Ruo, he stormed away, his figure disappearing into the horizon.
Chen Ye turned to his son, his face softening. "Son, you were amazing just as I'd expect from my son. I don't know what's happened to you or how you've suddenly become so strong, but I won't question it. You're my son, and I'll always trust you, no matter what."
Chen Mo smiled faintly. "Do not worry, Father. I will not let you down."
As he turned away, Chen Mo muttered to himself, Knowing Master Huo's temperament, he won't let this go. I need to improve my strength and reach the Martial Master realm as soon as possible. Only then can I protect myself from his schemes.