Chen Ye swept his majestic gaze across the crowd, an invisible coercion radiating outward.
All the Servant Soldiers quieted down in the Martial Arts Arena.
Pair after pair of eyes stared straight at him, filled with anticipation and curiosity.
In their eyes, martial arts had always been the forbidden domain of high-born noble clans; outsiders did not even have the qualification to catch a glimpse.
Ordinary military families found it hard to learn martial arts, let alone Servant Soldiers born to peasant stock.
From childhood to adulthood, they had never imagined that they would one day have access to true martial arts.
Yet today, someone was telling them there was a martial arts technique about to be imparted to them.
It was truly earth-shattering.
When they looked at Chen Ye again, their expressions had clearly changed.
Chen Ye did not delve into the thoughts within these people's minds, saying with a solemn expression, "This cultivation technique is named the Peigui Dao Art. It is a foundational technique I independently comprehended and created. Its threshold is not high, but its strength lies in its solid foundation. As long as you are willing to put in hard work, your future achievements will certainly not be poor. However...
Before I teach you, there is one thing you must keep in your hearts."
Chen Ye's expression suddenly turned stern, and he said in a deep voice, "This technique must not be passed outside. If anyone privately leaks the technique to others, do not blame me for showing no mercy then! Do not blame military law for being merciless!"
When the final sentence was spoken, Chen Ye's words fell like freezing ice striking the ground, ringing with resolute force.
The scene fell into absolute silence once more.
Captain Jiang Yi swept his peripheral vision left