Chapter 103
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Chapter 103: Master of Martial Arts’ Black History
"Heart pain during sleep is often due to myocardial ischemia, resting angina, pleuritis, and other causes…"
Du Guowei searched online about his symptoms and became more and more worried.
The more he read, the more he felt like he should start preparing for his own funeral.
He had only felt a bit anxious while dozing off in class and then woke up, right?
At most, it was just a slight pain.
"Enough of this, I’m done searching!"
Du Guowei put away his phone and looked up ahead.
The old professor’s lecture was quite engaging, but he had stayed up late the previous night, so he felt sluggish all day.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
The old professor frowned slightly and then looked toward the door.
When he saw a soldier in military uniform outside, his expression immediately softened.
"What’s going on?"
Du Guowei, sitting toward the back, saw the figures outside clearly.
A soldier coming to the door—what could this mean?
Could there be a spy in the school?
This was serious; who had discovered it?
"Du Guowei!"
The old professor walked in, adjusted his black glasses, and said, "Someone is here to see you outside!"
"Classmates, please continue with your self-study for now!"
Du Guowei was bewildered, especially when he stepped outside and saw a line of soldiers. His heart raced.
What had he done?
He hadn’t done anything wrong, had he?
Was gaming and cursing illegal now?
Other than cursing a few noobs while playing games, he hadn’t done anything else recently, right?
As a broke student, what could he have possibly done?
He never expected it would bring the military to his door!
While Du Guowei was still in shock, several soldiers escorted him to a vehicle.
At the same time, a man in black, holding some documents, entered Du Guowei’s classroom.
"Classmates, please sign this confidential document."
…
"Sir, we’ve brought him here!"
After getting the call, Su Wen quickly took the elevator down to the lobby.
The organization set up by the Star God is located in a top-secret military facility.
Without proper credentials, even just hanging around nearby could get you stopped and checked by security.
"Du Guowei… so this is what he looks like?"
Stepping off the elevator, Su Wen saw Du Guowei standing there, looking lost and confused among a group of soldiers, and couldn’t help but smile.
The future Master of Martial Arts, the driving force behind martial arts development, still so green!
"You’ll help me in the future, and I’ll help you now."
"We’re going to lift each other up!"
With that thought, Su Wen walked up to Du Guowei.
"Sir!"
The lead soldier snapped to attention and saluted as soon as he saw Su Wen. "As per your orders, we’ve brought Du Guowei, the undergraduate student from Imperial Capital Normal University!"
Su Wen gave a slight nod and smiled. "Good work, thanks."
Then he turned to Du Guowei.
"Come on, let’s sit over there and talk."
Du Guowei followed Su Wen, nervous and unsure of what to say.
He had no idea why this… Sir had brought him here.
But he wasn’t stupid. Judging by the way the Sir spoke and how the soldiers had treated him on the way over, this probably wasn’t anything bad.
If he’d done something wrong, he’d probably be in an interrogation room, not here.
"Relax, take a seat."
Su Wen motioned for Du Guowei to sit down and then asked, "Du Guowei, what do you think about the world?"
Du Guowei blinked. "Huh?"
What kind of question was that?
This big shot had him brought here just to ask something so… philosophical?
"Well, it’s a materialistic world, right?"
Du Guowei thought back to the Marxism class he’d just taken a couple of days ago. "Matter comes first, and there’s nothing in this world that can’t be understood—just things we haven’t figured out yet."
Su Wen chuckled. "I’m not asking you to recite political theory. Alright, let me rephrase that. What do you think about martial arts?"
As he spoke, Su Wen held out his right hand, and the power of energy and blood began to gather in his palm.
Du Guowei: "???"
What the…?
What was he seeing?
Everything he’d ever been taught, everything he knew about the world, told him this was a materialistic place. Supernatural powers didn’t exist.
If such things truly exist, it must be because current technology hasn’t advanced enough to provide a reasonable explanation.
But now, this leader in front of me has just demonstrated a wave of supernatural power!
Hmm… As a materialist, since supernatural powers have appeared, it means they must exist!
As long as there are facts and evidence, even materialists can believe in supernatural powers!
So, is there an unknown inner realm in this world?
And if there’s any potential or secret within me, once detected by the state, the inner realm will officially open up to me!
"Martial arts strengthen oneself and elevate the body!"
Du Guowei thought for a moment and said with a serious expression, "After achieving a certain level of cultivation, one could split mountains and crush rocks, burn mountains and boil seas!"
"Even after reaching a certain realm, one could shatter the heavens with a single punch and shake the void with a roar!"
"The pinnacle of martial arts can break through the void and see the divine without harm!"
Su Wen: "……"
Why did he feel that Du Guowei in front of him didn’t seem very reliable?
Is this really the future Master of Martial Arts, acting like this now?
Thinking this, he took out his phone.
"Here, repeat what you just said."
Su Wen opened the video recording and spoke out loud.
Du Guowei looked at the camera aimed at him and guessed this was probably to check something.
In any case, this recording must be very important!
Perhaps this recorded video would serve as a criterion for whether he could join the inner realm!
The fact that this leader took out his phone to record him meant that what he had just said had some merit.
Otherwise, why would he go through all this trouble?
He could just let him leave!
With this thought, Du Guowei straightened his expression and began to repeat his insights about "martial arts" clearly and accurately.
To emphasize his thoughts, he even added some new insights to express his understanding.
"Is there anything else?"
Su Wen asked while holding up his phone to record.
Du Guowei paused; was what he had just said not enough?
Hmm… It seemed there might be a required recording duration; he probably hadn’t met the minimum time required.
Five minutes? Or ten minutes?
Du Guowei began to rack his brain and babble in front of the video.
Meanwhile, Su Wen couldn’t help but smile widely as he watched Du Guowei ramble.
This video would become a piece of black history for the future Master of Martial Arts!
He must keep it safe!
Nothing should be lost; this video cannot be lost!
