Chapter 115: Defiling Faith Is No Different from Blasphemy!

After Song Mo hung up Leng Wanqiu's call.

He briefly recalled it.

In the call, Leng Wanqiu's voice was frantic, her tone abjectly weak, like a lapdog groveling without limits.

So, did throwing out the ace card actually work?

Though he didn't know exactly how it was handled, judging from Leng Wanqiu's panicked call alone, it must have exceeded his expectations.

Song Mo stretched lazily.

Using a cannon to swat a mosquito is wasteful, but it's incredibly satisfying.

Besides, Song Mo simply had no leisure to play mind games with Leng Wanqiu—he was a true busy man, his days packed tightly, with no spare time.

Leng Wanqiu had meticulously planned, nurtured for a long time, and carefully calculated her scheme to suppress the Song Family.

Before Song Mo, it collapsed with nothing more than a single phone call.

And she no longer had the ability to trouble Song Mo.

Setting aside this minor matter.

Song Mo turned on his computer and went online.

He checked his "Dragon" account.

Compared to the Leng Group suppressing the Song Group—something ordinary people didn't know or care about—the fact that "Dragon" set up a challenge arena in New York Chinatown and defeated all world Martial Dao masters without a single loss.

Stirred up far greater public discussion.

Especially, according to the live replay, on the Martial Arts Tournament spectator stands, right next to the arena, sat many household names.

There were big stars from Piaoliang Guo, and major capital tycoons from business.

Even former boxing champion Tyson appeared in the audience.

This Martial Arts Tournament drew in massive traffic.

In interviews, Tyson himself admitted that Song Mo was a more talented Martial Daoist than Li Xiaolong—if he fought "Dragon."

In unrestricted Combat, his chances of losing were greater.

This left the interviewer who questioned Tyson utterly stunned.

But it left netizens watching on screens absolutely thrilled, especially Huaguo netizens who felt immense pride.

Moreover, at the end of the Martial Arts Tournament, Song Mo took the stage and demonstrated a qigong technique that existed only in novels and films?

Instantly, worldwide.

A wave of martial arts enthusiasm erupted.

The culture of valuing martial arts surged dramatically.

Countless foreigners wanted to become Song Mo's disciples—even more obsessed with kung fu than Huaguo people!

"Dragon" carried a veil of mystery in foreigners' hearts, a symbol of power; some foreigners even tattooed Song Mo's image on their skin.

Everyone awaited Dragon's next appearance!

Song Mo glanced at his Prestige Value.

It had reached a staggering eighty million!

He didn't even need to do any operation—just wait quietly for a while, as the Martial Arts Tournament event continued to ferment globally.

Song Mo could effortlessly reach one hundred million Prestige Value without lifting a finger.

The system notification arrived belatedly.

"Congratulations, Host. You've achieved the third-level Prestige Achievement: Household Name."

"Prestige Value Mall upgrading…"

Song Mo felt anticipation rising.

The Prestige Value Mall upgrade—what kind of surprise would it bring him?

After all, even a technique like Five Animal Exercises was already extremely advanced, priced at just five million Prestige Value.

Although raising Five Animal Exercises to Proficient level cost him two Da Huan Dan, and earlier he bought ten more Da Huan Dan for cultivation.

Yet the returns were exponentially greater than the cost!

Totally worth it!

Song Mo grew excited—would real legendary martial arts manuals now appear, like those of martial heroes in novels?

Could techniques like Flicking Finger Divine Skill, Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, and Small Formless Skill—only existing in fantasy worlds—now appear in reality?

Or perhaps, groundbreaking scientific breakthroughs would become available for exchange.

Song Mo slightly suppressed his excitement.

Right now, serious business came first.

In his room, Song Mo turned on the video recorder.

Then, he put on the iron mask, sat at his desk, and began his speech.

"Hello everyone, I'm 'Dragon,' the organizer of the recent Martial Arts Tournament."

"The origins of Martial Dao stretch far back—if traced to its roots, it may reach the ancient era."

"In different eras, 'Martial' has been given different meanings."

"On the battlefield, it can be a killing art; in peacetime, it strengthens the body; to a martial fanatic, it may be the pursuit of limits."

"I like a saying from Huaguo."

"Martial to stop war."

"I believe: the meaning of Martial Dao should not be to incite conflict or bully the weak—that's an insult and defamation of Martial Dao."

"True Martial Dao should be used to resolve disputes, defend truth, and protect peace."

"Of course, I also greatly enjoy it for physical fitness, since in modern society, most people are sub-healthy; many lack exercise, and many lack proper training methods."

"I won't hide it from you—I hold the secret to body training. In my next video, I will publicly reveal my 'Five Animal Frolics' technique. If you have talent in this area and persevere, you may even unlock your own latent potential."

Having finished, Song Mo gave a slight nod toward the screen.

Then he rose and ended the recording.

Song Mo's recording quality wasn't particularly good, and he didn't employ any marketing tricks, but no one would care about that.

Once Song Mo uploaded this video, it would set off a tidal wave of public opinion.

It would be utterly terrifying and utterly magnificent.

Regardless of whether people were interested in the Martial Dao or not.

As long as you played on your phone, surfed the web.

Then inevitably, you would come to follow Song Mo.

Because Song Mo teaches real things, and moreover, at the previous Martial Arts Tournament, Song Mo fully proved his strength.

Everyone wants to grab a bargain.

Now, such a universally acknowledged big-name influencer, a Martial Dao practitioner with real skill, is going to offer his unique secret technique to you free of charge.

Tell me—are you going to take it or not?

Such a great, good man (such a great sucker)—are you going to follow him or not?

Song Mo knew that the movements of the modified Five Animal Frolics were still rather complicated, and for most people busy rushing about in work and life, there simply wasn't the time or energy to learn it.

But there would always be those who wanted to learn.

Among those who wanted to learn, many also lacked patience—seeing no results in a short time, they wanted to give up, or simply abandoned it outright because it was slightly difficult to learn.

But there would always be those who learned it.

And these people would be Song Mo's most loyal fans, his most devout believers.

When the time came, Song Mo wouldn't need to lift a finger.

Anyone who dared to harm Song Mo, dared to slander Song Mo, would face fierce attacks from these people.

To have desecrated the faith.

Was to blaspheme against a god!

(End of this chapter)