Early in the morning, Humboldt University was heavily guarded, with fully armed soldiers lining the entire route.
A luxurious car slowly drove over, meeting no obstruction along the way. After parking on campus, Andre, dressed in a military uniform, and another legendary powerhouse traveling with him, Basil, stepped out.
"There are so many people!" Basil said.
To prevent the speech from going awry and turning into a farce, only martial artists were allowed to attend this time. Even so, the campus was packed with people everywhere.
"After all, it's godchen's speech!" said Andre, the European Alliance's Iron Warrior.
"Do you think he really killed the God of Light?" Basil glanced around and asked.
"Maybe he did, maybe he didn't." Andre chuckled.
Scholars looked down on one another, and the martial artists' world was no different.
As for this God of Martial Arts from the Great Xia Nation, whose fame had shaken the world, Andre knew full well that the other man was definitely stronger than him, and he acknowledged his status as a martial arts grandmaster and the world's strongest.
But he believed that the other man's strength had to be exaggerated. It was impossible for him to be as powerful as the reports claimed.
One knew one's own affairs best.
He had indeed killed a demigod, just as the publicity claimed. However, that demigod had been seriously injured, and the victory had been purely the result of a fortuitous coincidence. It could not be replicated.
As for a true god, to him, it was like the feeling of a toddler who had just learned to walk looking up at an adult.
How was that possible?
He would never believe it, even if he were beaten to death.
He believed that the other man could kill a demigod if he