It was the sixth of November, 2020. The weather was clear.
The Martial Arts Academy, Lingzhou City.
It was late autumn in Xibei, and the sun had already set past six in the evening. It was the time when the instructors and students of the Martial Arts Academy would rest and eat, and the academy was usually very quiet at this hour.
And yet, the Martial Arts Academy was extraordinarily lively today.
Thousands of instructors and students had gathered in the sports stadium.
There were also countless students' parents, citizens who came to watch the spectacle, as well as the media and MAD personnel who were maintaining security around the sports stadium. There were tens of thousands of people in the stadium …
Most frighteningly, the crowd was still rapidly swelling, with people endlessly flocking to the Martial Arts Academy in Lingzhou City, causing traffic around the academy to be jammed.
Meanwhile, Duan Tianhe and Cheng Dongfeng of the MAD had personally arrived at the Martial Arts Academy, feeling a headache at the sight of the crowd.
Wu Yueru ran up to them and said, "Chief Duan, Master Cheng, you're here."
"How could I not?"
Unable to decide whether to laugh or cry, Duan Tianhe said, "Director Wu, you should have given us a heads up about such a serious matter. There are too many people here, and we at the MAD simply don't have enough manpower. It would be dangerous if a stampede or someone deliberately caused trouble.
Wu Yueru looked apologetic.
To tell the truth, she did not expect things to turn out like this.
After returning from Jiang He's house in the morning, she immediately gathered all the instructors and held a meeting to inform them of the matter. Then, the instructors told the students that Jiang He would be giving a lecture at the Martial Arts Academy.
In turn, the students told their parents, relatives, and friends, who in turn told their friends. Word spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and in just half a day, almost all of Lingzhou City knew about it.
Who was Jiang He?
The top elite of the Hua Nation!
The patron saint of the Hua Nation!
He had slain multiple Feral Kings alone, slaying two Bear Emperors, the Golden-Winged Roc and the Dragoncroc Emperor, as well as wiping out the Sky Demon Cult that plagued many nations across the world!
He …
Moreover, he had repelled the five-hundred-thousand-strong legion of the Sky Demons, saving the Hua Nation from an abyss of suffering.
After Wang Hou announced Jiang He's various feats at the press conference two days ago, Jiang He had become a legend and myth in the Hua Nation. Moreover, how could the citizens of Lingzhou City not be excited that Jiang He was from there?
To be honest, this was also because of the urgency of the lecture. The notice was given at noon, and the lecture would start at 7 PM. If the notice was given two or three days in advance, perhaps the entire Spirit State City would come.
At this moment …
Jiang He felt a headache as well!
There was a traffic jam!
Cars could not enter the Institute of Martial Arts at all.
There was a long queue of cars on the road. Jiang He had been prepared to wait for traffic to recover, but …
The drivers of the cars in front of him abandoned their cars and started running toward the Academy of Martial Arts. As they ran, they shouted, "Hurry up, it's almost seven o 'clock!"
"The lecture is about to begin. Just thinking about being able to see the legendary figure of Spirit State City with my own eyes, I'm actually a little excited …"
"Have you heard? Not only is Jiang He powerful, he's also very handsome!"
"Hehe, how could I not know? To tell the truth, I've actually met Jiang He a few times. My aunt's cousin brother's daughter-in-law's uncle's daughter is married to Jiang He's brother, who is now an Awakened as well … "
Those were the words of several people dressed like young women who passed by their cars.
One of the women was even clamping her thighs and blushing, saying coquettishly, "Stop it, sisters. I can't stand it anymore …"
What the hell!
On the sports car.
Jiang He's face was green.
Were rumors that scary?
Still, when he thought about it … they were not exaggerating.
If that was the case, he would not pursue the matter. Let them say whatever they want.
Jiang He had to get off the car and put it in his System Backpack with a wave of his hand. That was when the people who passed by the sports car stared at him with widened eyes. One of them pointed at Jiang He in surprise and was about to shout, but Jiang He had already disappeared in a flash.
Whoosh!
In a flash, he had arrived above the Martial Arts Academy. Jiang He panicked when he saw the sea of people below.
There must be tens of thousands of people, right?
Was there a need to go this far for a lecture? What if he said the wrong thing later …
All Jiang He could do was contact Wu Yueru with divine mind, asking about the situation and the follow-up arrangements.
"Mr. Jiang, our people have prepared a simple speech for you. You can just read it … There will be reporters asking questions later. I've already talked to them. They will mainly ask about your personal situation. You just have to answer truthfully."
Jiang He breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he step out from behind the clouds and stride down.
Clasping his hands behind his back, he walked down step by step, as if there was an invisible staircase beneath his feet.
"Look, it's Jiang He!"
There was no telling who cried out in the crowd, but in the next split second, the entire Martial Arts Academy fell silent, and everyone looked up at the skies.
The reporters started snapping away.
Soon, Jiang He landed on the platform, and a large group of reporters crowded around him, all of them talking at once and asking questions. Wu Yueru quickly came to control the situation, saying, "Brothers and sisters of the media, don't be hasty. You can ask your questions later …"
Finally, the group of reporters calmed down.
Only then did Wu Yueru take the microphone and speak loudly, "Instructors and students of the Martial Arts Academy, parents of students, and fellow citizens of Lingzhou City, we are honored to have Jiang He, a legend of Lingzhou City …"
She spoke for around five minutes, and after some pleasantries, it was time to introduce Jiang He's heroic deeds.
When she was done, she handed the microphone to Jiang He.
Jiang He took the microphone and tested the tone with a 'Hello, hello, hello', and there were waves of friendly laughter.
Jiang He glanced at the speech script on the table and smiled. "Today, I've been invited by Director Wu to meet all of you …"
It was another polite speech.
Jiang He read a few lines, but could not carry on.
How was this different from the 'headmaster's speech' he had heard in school?
Moreover, the microphone did not have much strength in speaking, and would occasionally hum with electric currents. Hence, Jiang He promptly threw the microphone away, and with thunderous luck, he braced himself and finished reading the last few lines of his' polite 'speech.
Then, it was the turn of the media that Wu Yueru had prepared beforehand. One of them asked, "Mister Jiang, we're actually all very curious … how did you actually cultivate?"
"It's said that you're not even twenty-five years old, and yet you're already immensely powerful. Could you reveal how you usually cultivate?"
Jiang He: "…"
How …
Did I cultivate?
Who the hell knows how I cultivate? It's just farming, and I get stronger as I farm.
Still, he naturally could not reveal such things. Jiang He was aware of the 'idol effect', and it would be a grave sin if he provoked a bunch of youngsters to farm instead of martial arts.
That was why Jiang He decided to hide the fact that farming could make one stronger, and promptly said, "To tell the truth, I don't usually cultivate. I'm actually quite lacking in talent, and I would gain nothing even after cultivating for dozens of minutes each time. That's why I eventually stopped cultivating altogether, and I would just farm, eat, drink, and sleep."
The atmosphere at the scene instantly became a little strange.
The reporter who asked the question clearly did not expect such an answer from Jiang He, but her professionalism allowed her to quickly react, and she quickly smiled. "You really know how to joke, Mister Jiang. How could you be lacking in talent if you're already so powerful at such a young age?"
Quickly changing the topic, she then asked, "Mister Jiang, you've slain many Feral Kings, and it's said that you're the one who came into contact with the Feral plague on Mount Dadong. As a martial arts elite, you must frequent the wildlands, don't you?"
"Actually, aside from the instructors and students of the Martial Arts Academy, there are many other martial artists here today, and most of them might not have ventured into wildlands where Ferals run rampant. Could you share with us your experiences and things to take note of, Mister Jiang?"
The cameraman zoomed in, giving Jiang He a close-up.
The reporter then passed the microphone to Jiang He.
Many of the martial artists present were instantly interested, although Cheng Dongfeng had a weird look on his face amongst the crowd …
Experiences and things to take note of, venturing into the wildlands?
You could ask that question to any martial artist who frequently ventured into the wildlands. Why ask Jiang He? That fella's going to the wildlands is no different from a vacation, and his experiences are not useful for other martial artists.
Aren't you afraid that the kid would tell you to bring a grill rack and cumin sauce when venturing into the wildlands?
(PS: Asking for monthly votes, asking for recommendation votes.)
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