Ethan finally completed his training after three full hours.
When he opened his eyes, a faint smile appeared on his face. He had not learned any particular spear technique, nor had he mastered some legendary combat art. Instead, he had gained something far more fundamental.
At that moment, Ethan understood the spear as naturally as he understood breathing.
Every aspect of the weapon had become instinctive to him. Its balance, momentum, angles, timing, strengths, weaknesses, and countless combat applications were engraved into his mind. It was as though he had spent decades training with a spear despite only spending a few hours.
Feeling mentally exhausted, Ethan left the training room and headed straight toward the bathroom.
After taking a long shower, he ate dinner and went to sleep almost immediately.
The next morning, Ethan woke up feeling refreshed.
As usual, he reached for his phone out of habit and casually opened the internet.
However, the moment he connected to the network, his sleepy expression disappeared.
Ethan instantly sat upright on the bed, his eyes widening in disbelief.
A live broadcast was currently dominating every major news platform.
Hundreds of reporters had gathered around a cheerful old man who was smiling from ear to ear while answering questions with obvious satisfaction.
The old man was none other than Alexander Velmire.
Behind him stood a newly established martial dojo with a massive sign hanging above the entrance.
Velmire Martial Hall.
Ethan stared at the screen in shock.
"Mr. Velmire, are you certain that your grandson has reached a completely new level within the Global Genetic Art?" one reporter asked.
Early that morning, Alexander had personally contacted nearly every major media organization in Manhattan City and announced his astonishing claim.
Naturally, many people found it difficult to believe.
However, Alexander was not an ordinary citizen making wild statements. He was one of the most influential figures in Manhattan City and a respected Supreme Martial Warrior.
"Hahaha! We will find out soon enough when my grandson wakes up," Alexander said while laughing loudly.
"He was completely exhausted yesterday, so I decided not to wake him."
Ethan's mouth twitched.
The old man did not even know whether the technique had actually increased his strength.
Yet somehow he had already invited every reporter in the city.
This was guaranteed to become a global sensation.
Ethan was certain that the Martial Association would send representatives as soon as the news spread.
"Mr. Velmire, could you call your grandson here immediately?" another reporter asked.
"If what you are claiming is true, then this could become a historic breakthrough for all humanity."
The speaker possessed a calm and dignified aura.
According to Ethan's observation, the man was at least a Seven Star Martial Warrior.
"I have already asked my son to bring him here," Alexander replied confidently.
"He should arrive within fifteen minutes."
Ethan immediately jumped off the bed.
He knew his father would be arriving any moment.
Without wasting any time, he changed clothes, washed up, and prepared himself.
Knock. Knock.
Just as he finished getting ready, a knock sounded from the door.
Ethan opened it and found Lucas and Nova standing outside.
Nova's face was filled with confusion.
Alexander had not informed her beforehand either. She had only learned about everything through the live broadcast.
"Is what Grandpa is saying actually true?" Nova asked.
Ethan nodded calmly.
"It is."
Her eyes widened further.
"Did you really gain additional strength?"
A mysterious smile appeared on Ethan's face.
"You will find out soon."
The three of them quickly headed toward the estate entrance.
When they arrived, they found Kevin and Diana already waiting there.
Neither of them had left after yesterday's events.
Both wanted to see the outcome of Ethan's experiment for themselves.
At the moment, they were looking at Ethan as though he were some strange creature from another world.
"Hello, Brother Kevin. Hello, Sister Diana," Ethan greeted politely.
Kevin laughed.
"Hello, Ethan. Have you decided what kind of weapon you want? You owe me one remember?"
Ethan nodded.
"I would like a long spear weighing somewhere between three hundred and five hundred kilograms."
Kevin raised an eyebrow before laughing even harder.
"Very well. I will personally use the finest materials available through our company to create it."
Beside him, Diana stepped forward and handed Ethan a metallic box.
"And this armor belongs to you."
Ethan opened the container slightly and immediately recognized the expensive combat suit inside.
"You can use it until you become a Three Star Martial Warrior," Diana explained.
Ethan smiled sincerely.
"Thank you, both of you."
Then a mischievous grin appeared on his face.
"If either of your families has younger siblings, feel free to send them to our martial hall."
"I will personally train them."
Unlike Ethan, Kevin and Diana did not treat those words as a joke.
Their expressions became serious.
"Our families are watching this broadcast right now," Kevin said.
"If Mr. Alexander's claim turns out to be true, then some of our cousins will probably arrive very soon."
Ethan merely smiled and nodded.
Soon afterward, everyone boarded their vehicles and left the Velmire Estate.
Five minutes later, they arrived at the newly established dojo.
The building stood prominently within Manhattan City's bustling business district.
The area was already packed with reporters, martial artists, government representatives, and curious spectators.
The moment Alexander noticed Ethan's arrival, his face brightened.
"My grandson is here!"
Instantly, countless cameras turned toward Ethan.
Flashes exploded from every direction.
Ethan took a deep breath and walked forward alongside Lucas, Nova, Kevin, and Diana.
At that moment, he had become the center of attention for the entire world.
More than three billion people were watching the broadcast online.
The atmosphere became silent as Ethan approached.
"Mr. Ethan," one reporter called out.
"Is it true that you have broken through to a completely new level of the Genetic Art?"
Ethan stopped and looked directly at the cameras.
"That is correct."
The crowd immediately erupted with excitement.
"Can you demonstrate what you have gained?"
The reporters were practically trembling with anticipation.
They understood that if this discovery proved genuine, they would witness one of the most important moments in human history.
The foundation of a person was highly important because it would determine his future strength in every realm.
Because every realm was exactly 10 times stronger than it's previous level until they reached 9 star martial warrior level.
Ethan glanced toward a testing machine positioned outside the dojo.
Without saying anything further, he walked over to it.
The crowd watched closely.
Ethan casually raised his fist.
Then he punched.
BOOM!
A powerful shockwave burst outward. The machine trembled violently.
A second later, the result appeared on the display.
[2010 KG]
For a brief moment, complete silence descended over the area.
Then Alexander burst into loud laughter.
"Hahahahaha!"
"Do you believe me now?"
The reporters stared at the screen in disbelief.
Meanwhile, several assistants quickly activated specialized scanners.
Their purpose was simple.
They needed to verify whether Ethan had secretly become a Martial Warrior.
The results appeared moments later.
Ethan was still a Pre Martial Warrior.
That meant the displayed strength was entirely genuine.
The confirmation instantly spread across the internet.
The entire world exploded into chaos.
An increase of over one thousand kilograms which was 2 times than the normal pre martial warriors.
Such growth completely shattered everything humanity previously understood about the limits of the Genetic Art.
Just as the excitement reached its peak, a cold voice suddenly echoed through the crowd.
"Then you should immediately publish the method."
The crowd turned toward the speaker.
Valen Morningstar slowly stepped forward.
"You should contribute it to humanity."
His eyes narrowed.
"Instead, you created a dojo. Are you trying to monopolize this discovery?"
Lucas' expression darkened immediately.
He was already preparing to erupt in anger.
However, Ethan calmly glanced at his father and subtly shook his head.
There was no need to create a scene.
Turning toward Valen, Ethan spoke in an even tone.
"Who said we are planning to monopolize it?"
The crowd immediately became silent.
"I have already written down the complete process required to comprehend it."
"We will release it publicly and free of charge."
A shocked murmur spread through the audience.
Ethan continued calmly.
"Whether someone can comprehend it or not will depend entirely upon their own talent and effort."
Then he pointed toward the dojo behind him.
"This martial hall exists for a different reason."
"It is for those who want personal guidance from me."
Confidence filled his voice.
"And I am confident that, with proper training, I can produce at least one successful student out of every thousand applicants."
The crowd became even more excited.
Finally, Ethan looked directly at Valen.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
"However, there is one exception."
"The Morningstar family is permanently forbidden from joining Velmire Martial Hall."