The four major shrines in Japan are the top inheritance in Japan. They have been passed down since the shogunate era and have a history of hundreds of years.
Whenever people mention Japanese martial arts, the four major shrines and bushido, they cannot avoid it.
As the number one swordsman canonized by the current emperor of Japan, Takemiya Koichi is like a high mountain in the martial arts world.
However, this high mountain in Japan came to kill a dragon in the hot summer, but was actually killed by the dragon's disciples in the hot summer!
It is conceivable how big a shock this has brought to the Japanese martial arts world, and it is a devastating blow to a country's martial arts fortune!
"Master, I have a suggestion. Since this martial arts event is held in Qiandao Lake, we can't let those people watch it in vain. We have to charge tickets."
Li Buhuan said hehe, "It just so happens that the sect has some shortfalls in funds to build up. I think we might as well just book Qiandao Lake. If anyone wants to come watch the game, we can arrange it for them all."
“Great idea!”
Sun Feixue's eyes lit up and said: "Our Beichen Sect has just been established, and it is true that we lack development funds. If we can collect a handful of tickets for this martial arts competition, we will definitely make a lot of money!"
The people who came to watch the battle this time were all the clan heads and heads of the major families in the martial arts world, as well as the major forces from the continent, Japan, and Southeast Region. Money was just a number to them.
"Okay, let's leave this matter to Ma Youqian. He has a good relationship with the people in the government. Take care of everything and then collect the tickets. You guys are really marketing geniuses."
Lin Beichen touched his chin. In the hot summer, Qiandao Lake was surrounded by treacherous clouds and shrouded in white mist. It was a famous scenic spot. Although the money paid for it was a lot, it was nothing compared to the ticket price.
Soon, Sun Feixue contacted Ma Youqian that night. The cost of booking the venue this time was 50 million.
"Fifty million can cover ten days, hahaha, it seems that we really made a lot of money this time!" Li Buhuan and Sun Feixue were arranging and planning like a conspiracy.
"For the dozens of islands closest to the battlefield, the viewing fee for each island is 500 million, the one further away is 300 million, and the one further away is 80 million and 500 million."
"The minimum entrance fee is 100 million. Anyway, they have plenty of money. When the time comes, we will set up a law enforcement team. How dare we not pay the money? Hmph, get out!"
Sun Feixue and Li Buhuan drew several circles on the map of Qiandao Lake, with an inner circle of 500 million and an outer circle of 300 to 100 million.
Lin Beichen shook his head. From his appearance fee, according to their method, he would have to earn at least tens of billions of Yanxia coins!
Tens of billions of Yanxia coins are the total stock price of a large listed company, and this martial arts event has earned it back, and it's still in cash.
"You can do whatever you want, as long as it doesn't break the law. It's completely voluntary. If anyone dares to refuse to pay, they'll be handled by your senior brother."
"In addition, leave two of the best positions for me, one for the Beichen Sect family, as a benefit, and the other for Zhou Haotian, let him bring some people to support the scene."
Lin Beichen looked at the two disciples with approval and said with a smile.
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Soon, news spread throughout the martial arts world that Tiandu Dao Lord Lin Beichen was charging a ticket for his duel with the Japanese Grand Priest Jingzhao!
"What? This Lin Beichen is so arrogant. He doesn't open Qiandao Lake, so why should he charge us tickets?"
"Yes, we are all his seniors, and his minimum ticket price is 100 million. Is this person crazy about money?"
"I heard it wasn't Lin Beichen's idea, but that he was the apprentice of the God of Medicine in Yanxia! This man has been famous for several years and is the best at speculation. I didn't expect that this time he wanted to kill us!"
"Lin Beichen is so ridiculous. He is not performing, but he dares to charge tickets, and dares to charge hundreds of millions of tickets? Isn't he afraid of arousing public anger and being punished by the heroes of the world?"
The entire martial arts world was excited, but most of them were small and medium-sized families, while the real big forces fell silent.
For them, hundreds of millions is just a drop in the bucket. What they care more about is that through this duel, they will know Lin Beichen's true combat power.
"Well, it's interesting. Lin Beichen has a really weird personality. It's about the pinnacle showdown between the Yanxia martial arts world and the Japanese martial arts world, and he actually charges tickets. It's like lowering his status."
On the top of Shushan Sword Palace, clouds and mist lingered, and a swordsman in flowing white clothes carried Qing Feng on his back, whispering to himself.
This is a middle-aged man, standing on the top of the clouds, like a sword fairy in ancient legends, with an air of transcendence.
Behind him, an acquaintance of Lin Beichen stood respectfully, Nangong Liuyun of the Nangong family.
"Master, this Lin Beichen actually destroyed my Nangong family. If I hadn't cultivated a clone and preserved a few drops of blood power, I might have forgotten that I am a member of the Nangong family due to his blood-tracing and soul-tracing skills. people!"
Nangong Liuyun's face was filled with murderous intent at this moment. The person in front of him was the current head of Shushan Sword Palace, Chi Xiaozi.
"The vengeance of genocide must be avenged. The Changsheng boy has gone to Qiandao Lake. Please help me book a place."
Chi Xiaozi looked at the clouds and mist all over the mountain and said calmly.
"What? Master, you are the master of the contemporary Shushan Sword Palace. It is his honor to watch his duel. Why should we buy tickets?"
Nangong Liuyun said angrily, very puzzled.
"It's just an external possession. There are tens of billions of money donated by major families over the years, but I have never used it. Lin Beichen's collection of tickets will definitely cause dissatisfaction among the heroes of the world, and it will be a disaster for the Beichen Sect."
After Chi Xiaozi finished speaking, he walked farther and farther into the clouds and drifted away.
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Keishu Shrine, Chiba Prefecture, Japan.
Late at night, a group of samurai from Jingzhao Shrine, with livid faces, were sitting on their knees in the meeting hall, with their samurai swords across their knees.
"Hua Guo Lin Beichen is simply shameless and despicable to the extreme! It would be a shame for the great priest to fight against such a person!"
Jingzhao Shenyi, who was sitting in the first place, said sternly. His face was red, a white cloth was wrapped around his head, and his whole person was full of murderous aura.
"Hmph, Lin Beichen actually charges admission. Even those of us from Jingzhao Shrine will be severely ripped off by his people if we go there!"
"Yes, our great priest from Jingzhao traveled thousands of miles to avenge Wugong Sword Master, and he still wants to collect money. This is simply... too much, and he deserves to be killed!"
A group of Japanese warriors were fighting fiercely. Many people felt that they were shameless. When the other party came over with a light punch, they found that Jingzhao Shrine was unavoidable.
Because the people under Lin Beichen had indeed booked the entire scenic spot through legal procedures, which was reasonable and legal.
"Everyone, Lin Beichen's short-sightedness will definitely anger other martial arts forces, and he may not be able to get the money."
The person who spoke was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes with a slightly chubby figure. He continued to sneer:
"With the power of the great priest and the Japanese martial arts community, how can a mere Lin Beichen stop him? When Lin Beichen dies, will the Beichen Sect still dare to collect money?"
As soon as these words came out, many warriors nodded.
Yes, just Lin Beichen, how could he stop the belief of the Japanese martial arts world, the head of Jingzhao Shrine, the Great Priest of Jingzhao?
When the great priest Jingzhao kills Lin Beichen, I am afraid that the Beichen Sect will be torn to pieces by the martial arts world in Yanxia in an instant!
Without Lin Beichen, the Beichen Sect would be like a toothless tiger.
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The charging of tickets for the Battle of Thousand Island Lake initially made all the major forces stunned, because nothing like this had ever happened before.
However, they were angry. When these small and medium-sized forces saw that the big forces in Yanxia had reserved their seats, they were all dumbfounded and rushed to reserve their seats one by one.
A few hundred million is indeed a lot for ordinary families, but these martial arts families are often the dominant locals, and a few hundred million is just a drop in the bucket for them.
Moreover, this battle is related to the reputation and future of Yanxia and the Japanese martial arts world. Being able to go and watch the battle represents an honor in itself!
Immediately, the number of islands on Qiandao Lake was decreasing day by day, while the money in Beichen Sect's account was increasing.
Hot summer, by Qiandao Lake.
Lin Beichen finally arrived here. There were less than three days left before his duel with the Great Priest Jingzhao.
Looking at the Chuoyue figures on various islands, there were hundreds of them, Lin Beichen smiled. It seemed that the scale of this duel was much larger than he imagined.
You know, there are only three days left and so many people are here.
On the day it starts, I'm afraid there will be thousands of people in the entire Qiandao Lake, not to mention!