The influence of the No. 1 martial arts competition in the world is really too great.
Directly facing the entire Tianyuan Federation.
The number of viewers of the broadcast of the martial arts conference is measured in billions.
Not only the Tianyuan Federation, but also other countries in the world will watch this event.
On the one hand, he joins in the fun, and on the other hand, he also learns what kind of masters have been born among the younger generation of Tianyuan Federation.
No words can describe the excitement of such a grand event.
Especially in the Taibai Kingdom, Li Mi's "hometown" Jiangzhou, everyone was completely excited when the host announced that Li Mi ranked first in the qualifiers and entered the top ten.
Countless people rushed to tell each other and share this good news with those around them.
Countless stores are once again offering a round of large-scale discounts, promotions, and vigorous promotions.
Some entertainment venues such as bars and karaoke bars are full of business.
No one even bothered to enjoy the dance, and all they talked about were related topics about the world's best martial arts competition.
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Jiangzhou University.
Xie Xilai quickly greeted the staff: "Hurry up, hang up Dean Li's photo. This is the greatest dean in the history of our Jiangzhou University Martial Arts Academy... Also, Xiao He, have you hung up the publicity?
Banners, official accounts, and media accounts were all sent out to warmly celebrate that Li Ming, the dean of the Martial Arts Academy of Jiangzhou University, won the first place in the preliminaries of the world's best martial arts competition!"
"It's been sent out, it's all been sent out..."
The man called Xiao He was a man in his thirties. At this time, he seemed a little unbelievable: "Grandmaster Li...ah, no, Li Wusheng...is really the dean of our martial arts academy? Why have I never seen him come to our martial arts academy?"
hospital?"
"Nonsense, how can such a thing be false?"
Xie Xilai scolded: "What kind of identity does Li Wusheng have? Do you have to inform you when he comes to teach in the academy?"
"Yes, yes, principal, next time Li Wusheng comes, can I get an autograph? My daughter and son, they adore him..."
The man said quickly.
"Go and finish your business first."
Xie Xi said, and then called to the staff carrying the portrait: "Hang it here, hang Dean Li here."
At this time, the bookish-looking woman in her thirties who had previously received Li Mu came over: "Principal, Mayor Zhang is coming to inspect our school..."
"How many times is this already? Can't you come here all at once? Tell him that you don't have time now, he's busy, and let them come together in three days."
Xie Xilai said hard.
"Then...I'll be back soon."
The woman responded.
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Jiangzhou City.
In front of a clothing store, two high-end cars stopped in a hurry.
Soon a young man, a middle-aged man, and a business team in suits and ties got out of the car.
"Did you see it, dad? Look, this is really Li Fei and Li Wu Sheng! I really don't know where this boss has the connections, but he was able to hire a Wu Sheng to advertise for them! It's incredible!"
The young man pointed at the huge three-meter-high sea in front of the store.
On the poster is a photo of Ms. Li when she participated in the Jiangzhou Competition.
"It's actually true... Is there anyone who can ask Li Wusheng to endorse!? Acquisition! Must acquire!"
The middle-aged man said, and immediately said to a man with a nervous hairline in the business team: "Lao Luo, do the math, how much is this store worth? We will buy it at a premium of 50%! No matter what, we will invest! Ten million
!? Thirty million!? One hundred million!? Money is not a problem! As long as this Hongri Clothing company seizes this popularity, it will definitely become one of the top brands in the country!"
"When we came here, we had already investigated clearly. The Hongri Clothing headquarters is in Canglong City, with nine stores and six stores in surrounding cities. Jiangzhou City has developed rapidly during this period and has opened five stores.
The floor space, decoration, and location are all very good, and the total value is around 30 million... However, if you want to acquire it under the current conditions, I'm afraid it will cost a premium..."
The man named Lao Luo said hastily.
As they talked, the two of them walked into the store.
"Fifty million, I'll pay 50 million and buy it directly..."
The middle-aged man waved his hand in high spirits.
But before he finished speaking, there was a shout from the direction of the office.
"Sixty million! Boss Yuan, I only want 30% of the shares for 60 million!"
"I, Baitiao Group, will invest 100 million and just give me 35% of the initial shares!"
"Boss Yuan, if you are dissatisfied with any conditions, you can just say it. We will discuss it slowly. Business negotiations come and go, don't you think?"
Bursts of sounds kept coming.
When the middle-aged man came to the door of the office, he found that the heads of several capital giants had gathered in this simple office, waving their checkbooks one by one, crying and shouting for investment.
You need to send money and buy shares.
On the main seat of the office, Yuan Tailai, the owner of Hongri Clothing, was sitting with a dreamy look on his face.
Who could have imagined that a two million endorsement deal could bring him such huge profits!?
Simply...
What a win.
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Similar situations occur in every corner of Jiangzhou and Canglong City.
Among them, the Changfeng Martial Arts School in Canglong City was almost overwhelmed, and the number of applicants increased tenfold.
Manager Su was counting money until his hands cramped.
The classes of Huan Huan, Xu Huan and others were fully booked.
But...
Fang Lingjue, the director of Changfeng Martial Arts Gym, was in front of Li Mu at the moment, watching him keep answering the phone.
Qin You's, Qin Guangming's, Li Mu's, Li Yunyan's, several elders', Zhou Xiuyuan's, Cao Tianyou's, Lian Hongchen's, Jiang Qingyue's...
Almost everyone who knew Ms. Li gave him a phone call and congratulated him enthusiastically.
First, congratulations to him for winning first place in the qualifying round.
Secondly, congratulate him on becoming a Martial Saint.
Fang Lingjue, who was sitting on the sofa, was filled with emotion as he answered these calls.
He understood more and more what Li Mu had said to him before.
Being strong yourself is the foundation of everything.
"Chairman of Xingdian Entertainment? Oh, thank you, I will go when I have time."
Li Ming responded.
Considering that the person he really needs to care about has already been called, the rest...
Even someone like the chairman of Xingdian Entertainment, whom he has never met in person, called to congratulate him. It was a waste of time.
Simply...
He turned off his phone directly.
"Sorry for the wait."
"It's so normal. Where are you now? When I succeeded in taking the pill, I answered no less than 200 phone calls in just one day, which was as good as any salesperson who specializes in making phone calls. But I was just
It’s just Baodan, but the difference in influence is not just a tiny bit different from the two sensational events of you becoming the number one in the qualifying rounds of the world’s best martial arts competition, and breaking through to the Martial Saint level?”
Fang Lingjue was not surprised.
Li Fei smiled: "I haven't congratulated you on entering the training camp yet."
"Lian Gang... is there anything worthy of congratulations?"
Fang Lingjue.
When he first started practicing Gang, he was indeed somewhat satisfied.
However, with Li Mu, the Grandmaster Zhuyu who had killed Wu Shengqiu Chufeng at that time, in front of him, he would not show any signs of it.
And now...
Congratulating him, Li Ming has already become a Martial Saint, and he certainly won't show off.
Thinking of Wu Sheng...
Fang Lingjue couldn't help but ask again: "Are you really...becoming a martial saint? This...what kind of experience is this?"
"What is it like to become a Martial Saint?"
Li Ma thought for a moment.
After a while, he shook his head: "I can't give you an answer."
If it's Bao Dan or Lian Gang, Li Mi can still give Ling Jue some pointers with her increasingly powerful perception ability.
But the realm of martial saint...
It's really mysterious.
Even he himself didn't know at that moment that he truly broke through and gathered his martial will.
"Understand, understand, Martial Saint... it's too difficult. How many masters and great masters are stuck on the threshold of Martial Saint, and they can't find the way."
Fang Lingjue nodded.
"Practice more. The only experience I can tell you is to practice more. Previous people have also said that in a life of nine deaths, the spirit is sublimated, you can see your true self, see yourself 'clearly', and then condense your own martial arts will.
perhaps……"
"Forget it."
Before Li Ma finished speaking, Fang Lingjue had already waved his hand: "I can't learn your method."
"You are only thirty-six this year, and you are already at the Lian Gang level. You still have hope of becoming a Martial Saint."
"No more."
Fang Lingjue shook his head: "With my progress, if I want to complete the practice of refining the internal organs and exchanging blood, it will take at least ten years, ten years...it is very doubtful whether I can maintain my peak period."
He said with some emotion: "Many times we have to admit the fact that human beings have limits. The human body also has a service life. After forty or fifty years, no matter whether you are willing to accept it or not, you still have to face yourself.
The fact that he is getting older."
Li Ming did not answer these words.
After all, he is only twenty-three years old.
Ordinary people catch a cold at the age of twenty-three. They feel a little uncomfortable on the first day. They fall asleep that night, wake up for most of the time, and feel full of energy on the third day.
Unlike a thirty-six-year-old middle-aged man, if he doesn't stay up for four or five days, he won't get better at all.
When you get older, you won't be able to recover even after six, seven, eight or nine days.
No matter how much one claims to be eternally young, this kind of physical aging cannot be changed by human will.
At this time, Fang Lingjue seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said: "By the way, I received news that Master Zhao Yu has gone into seclusion."
"Is it."
After hearing this, Ms. Li nodded slightly: "Very good."
"Not only her, Holy Son of the Sun, Cheng Yufeng and others are also receiving special training from the elders. Even Song Wuya, Duan Yidao, and Nan Lifeng seem to have disappeared during this time... You have to be careful!"
"It seems that my words have an effect."
Li Ma smiled slightly: "I'm looking forward to what kind of surprise they will bring me after this half-month special training is over."
Fang Lingjue looked at him, thinking of his previous attitude towards the enemy...
Suddenly I was speechless.
"In short, don't be lax and underestimate the enemy. While there is still half a month, you should practice some more."
Fang Lingjue said seriously: "You are very close to being number one in the world now. It would be a pity if you missed it."
"Of course, I will deal with every opponent of mine with full energy. This is my greatest respect for them."