Under the blazing sun.
The old professor stood on the stage, holding a microphone, speaking eloquently and loudly.
"...Where does martial arts originate? Shaolin? Wudang? Wrong!"
The students formed formations, surrounding the stage, listening to the lecture while wiping sweat from their foreheads under the sun.
In the shade of distant trees, a group of Immortal Technique Committee members sat cross-legged, drinking iced milk tea, eagerly listening in.
Star Belly sat in the master's lap, sipping lemon Yakult while attentively listening to the lecture.
It had already decided that as soon as it heard specific martial arts moves, it would set down its milk tea, learn the moves first, and then return to drink milk tea!
Bai Mo drank a glass of lemon water, furrowed his brow, listening to the old professor discuss the origins of martial arts.
"...The martial arts in novels come from the Martial Arts Sects.
"Whereas, real martial arts come from the military, from battle formations!
