Dawn of a New Era

Chapter 630 604: God of Martial Arts

Early in the morning, Humboldt University was heavily guarded, with soldiers fully armed lining the road.

A luxurious car slowly drove in without any obstacles, parked on campus, and Andre in military uniform and his companion, another legendary warrior, Bashir, stepped out of the vehicle.

"So many people!" Bashir said.

To avoid messing up the speech or creating a joke, the audience was restricted to martial artists only, but even so, the campus was crowded with people.

"After all, it's God Chen's lecture!" Andre, the Steel Warrior of the European Union, responded.

"Do you think he really killed the God of Light?" Bashir glanced around and asked.

"Maybe yes, maybe no," Andre chuckled lightly.

Intellectuals despise each other, and the world of martial artists is no different.

Regarding this God of Martial Arts from Great Xia, famed worldwide, even though he clearly knew that Chen Shouyi was definitely stronger than him and acknowledged his status as a martial arts grandmaster and the strongest person in the world.

But he believed that Chen's strength was exaggerated and not as astonishing as reported.

Everyone knows their own strengths and weaknesses.

He indeed had killed a demigod as publicized, but that demigod was severely injured; it was a sheer coincidence, impossible to replicate.

And as for a True God, for him, it's like a toddler just learning to walk staring up at an adult.

How could it be possible!

Even if beaten to death, he wouldn't believe it.

He believed Chen was stronger than he could kill a demigod, but he would never believe he was so much stronger.

They are both humans, both standing at the pinnacle of humanity, both geniuses, how could the gap be so vast?

The two exchanged a laugh, not continuing this topic as the surroundings were full of ears.

They then quickly walked towards the large auditorium.

"Mr. Andre, you're here!"

"Mr. Bashir, you're here too."

The large auditorium, seating five thousand, was nearly full. Seeing the two appear, the hall erupted into a slight uproar; the only remaining two legendary warriors of the European Union were present, and many people stood up in excitement and saluted.

The two restrained their smiles and nodded coldly.

Two martial artists sitting in the front row quickly stood up and gave up their seats.

The two expressed thanks and sat in the front.

Higher-level martial artists naturally suppressed lower-level ones; this was a class based on strength, far more pure and insurmountable than one based on bestowed power.

With the advent of mutations, technology had significantly regressed.

This situation became more severe.

The atmosphere in the auditorium, originally fairly lively, seemed to encounter low pressure, with conversations significantly quieter.

As time passed, more and more people arrived, including a large number of journalists and cameras.

After over an hour of waiting, the initially quiet auditorium suddenly erupted into a wave of noise.

"He's here!"

"He's here!"

Under the path cleared by a large number of bodyguards, Chen Shouyi, in a suit, walked to the stage.

The noisy chatter instantly receded like a tide, leaving complete silence, not a sound to be heard.

Chen Shouyi surveyed the auditorium, looking at the sea of black... or yellow heads, meeting the eyes filled with worship, curiosity, awe, heat, and admiration in the crowd.

His heart was calm, utterly relaxed and peaceful.

Perhaps this is what it feels like to stand at the top of the world.

To him, where he gave the speech made little difference, even though he was delivering the third optimized version, not the fourth; he estimated few would manage to practice it fully, merely reaping a wave of Faith Value.

It was truly too difficult for ordinary people.

Even he had practiced for two or three days before he finally mastered it.

"Testing, testing..."

Chen Shouyi tried the microphone on the podium.

"Good morning, everyone!"

The simultaneous interpreter beside him immediately started translating, while many photographers aimed their cameras at Chen Shouyi from various peculiar positions: squatting, lying, kneeling...

When the opening ended, Chen Shouyi, without unnecessary chatter, directly got to the main topic:

"Since you came to hear my speech, I believe you've all practiced the Chen Clan Training Method, including the Horizontal Training Method.

Since I stepped into a new realm, I've once again revised, improved, and integrated it, making it more powerful and efficient for training," Chen Shouyi stated matter-of-factly, proud of his qualification to say so as the world's strongest.

"Have you surpassed the legendary level?" a shocked Andre in the front row couldn't help but interrupt, feeling excited.

"And who might you be?" Chen Shouyi asked with slight displeasure at being interrupted, looking at Andre below the stage.

Andre felt his heart skip a beat and instinctively stood up.

The stronger the warrior, the more they can discern subtle information unnoticed by ordinary people. Just now, he sensed a faint power descend upon him, as if he were being stared down by a terrifying fierce beast, putting him on high alert.

"Lord God Chen, please allow me to introduce myself; my name is Andre." He forced himself to remain calm, with cold sweat seeping from his forehead.

The simultaneous interpreter hurriedly translated.

"Andre, the Steel Warrior." Chen Shouyi recalled the name, ranked fifth on the global power list.

"That's me."

Chen Shouyi nodded: "Please, have a seat first."

"Thank you!" Andre heaved a sigh of relief as he sat back down and realized his back was already soaking wet.

It was incredibly terrifying!

Bashir, sitting nearby, keenly sensed Andre's abnormality, filled with unexplainable awe, and instinctively straightened his previously relaxed posture, resembling a student earnestly listening in class.

Chen Shouyi continued: "Indeed, I have already surpassed the legendary level; I call this realm 'Sub-god', meaning on par with a demigod."

In truth, his normal strength was just above the legendary level by one tier; his formidable capability came from his extraordinary innate ability, and by burning Faith Value, he could contend with a True God below mid-divine power.

Returning to the previous topic, he continued: "The improved training method demands greater control of consciousness and requires body control to reach beyond marrow training..."

Everyone quickly took notes, with only the sound of pen tips scratching paper breaking the silence, making Chen Shouyi a bit uncomfortable.

Where were the screaming, naked women?

While there were some women here, besides their passionate gazes, there was nothing inappropriate.

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The European Union also had its pride. To avoid a recurrence of past incidents, the EU conducted a strict selection for this speech, resulting in no ordinary people gaining entry except relevant scholars, mimicking a truly academic conference.

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After the lecture ended,

Chen Shouyi left promptly under his bodyguard's protection, slightly disappointed by the audience's dazed state, subdued by the aura he emitted during the demonstration.

It was about ten seconds after.

Only then did everyone awaken from their stupor, erupting into a massive wave of noise.

Andre and Bashir exchanged glances, each seeing the shock and excitement in the other's eyes.

"What do you plan to do next?" Bashir asked.

"Train, and you?" Andre replied.

"Me too?"

"Could you explain what just happened?" Bashir curiously asked.

"Once you are under the watch of a demigod, you'll know the feeling, though I imagine you wouldn't want to find out!" Andre shrugged.

"It's said that was God Chen's weakest state; I can't imagine what it's like when he transforms into the Giant!" Bashir commented, feeling a mix of admiration and reverence.

This is the God of Martial Arts.

Like a great mountain looming over all.

Everyone follows his teachings and footprints forward.

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PS: I'm not in the right mood today, feeling like what I wrote is dry, so there's only one update.