“Okay, Um Ji-Cheok. Do you know where you are?”

“Yes, I am here to ask you to help me train. But before that, may I ask you a question first?”

“Go ahead.”

“When will the Tutorial end?”

Ji-Cheok was a normal human, but the God of War certainly wasn’t. From this perspective, Ji-Cheok knew the God of War had powers and knowledge beyond his imagination. So he thought that it would be a good idea to ask when the Tutorial of the world was going to end and get some information.

“That is against the rules, so I can’t answer that.”

‘I guess it’s not possible…’

“This space… Think of it as something I created for those obsessed with cultivation. I can’t do anything other than teach cultivation here, got it?”

“I will keep that in mind.”

“Great”

“Then can I know what I’m going to learn?”

“It’s not a matter of what. I can only give you one lesson.”

‘One teaching? What does that mean?’

As Ji-Cheok was wondering, the God scratched his chin. His attitude was not godlike at all, but the things he said were profound.

“The me you see in front of you is the embodiment of the word ‘martial’ in ‘martial arts’. Do you know what that means?”

“Uh… I’ve never thought about it… Isn’t it… just cultivation and all that?”

“No,” the God said with a light smile. “The word ‘martial’ in ‘martial arts’...