"How long will it take to complete the campus of Southern Imperial College?"
Li Siyi now decided to proceed step by step, building the school first, and he would discuss other things with Feng Yiren.
“Construction regardless of funding can take as long as three quarters or as short as two quarters.”
Gu Mingyang thought for a while and said based on past experience.
"Not bad, good, work hard, the thing is done, I will accept you as a registered disciple."
When Gu Mingyang talked about the six major directions just now, Feng Yiren was confused. Now that he knew that the campus could be built in about half a year, he immediately said to Gu Mingyang with great satisfaction.
After listening to Feng Yiren's words, Mr. Gu Da was immediately overjoyed. Feng Yiren and Li Siyi were friends of their own generation, at least at the level of martial arts masters.
Although his talent in martial arts is mediocre, he can become a registered disciple of a martial arts master and learn three punches and two kicks. He does not seek to make any achievements in martial arts, but it is more than enough to strengthen his body and prolong his life.
Li Siyi smiled a little. Is this old man addicted to accepting apprentices?
If you really like to accept apprentices, then after the Southern Censorship College is built, just let him be responsible for teaching.
Li Siyi and Feng Yiren were both very satisfied with Gu Mingyang's plan. The Censorship College in the south of Xang'er Mountain also started construction step by step according to Gu Mingyang's plan and with the cooperation of various departments.
However, they soon encountered resistance. The presidents of seven martial arts universities including Tianyun Martial Arts University gathered at the Tianyun Provincial Martial Arts Administration and demanded that the construction of the Yushi Academy project in the southern part of Xang'er Mountain be stopped.
Facing the principals of seven martial arts colleges including Tianyun Martial Arts University, Deputy Director Liu Haiping felt bitter in his heart.
He is only a fifth-level martial arts master, and he is also a civilian warrior who is not good at fighting.
The seven principals of Tianyun Martial Arts University, Chang Huaixin, are all sixth-level martial arts masters. Among them, Chang Huaixin is the pinnacle martial arts master of the sixth-level realm. He is only an inch away from the title of King of Martial Arts at the seventh-level realm.
"Deputy Director Liu, what you are doing is simply nonsense. How can you let an outsider do such an important thing?"
"In the entire Tianyun Province, the site of Tianyunwu University is the place with the richest spiritual energy."
"If we want to build the Southern Censorship College, I suggest expanding it on the original site of Tianyun Wu University. This can not only save money, but also strengthen the hardware facilities. Why not?"
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In an office of the Tianyun Province Martial Arts Administration, Gu Mingyang told Li Siyi and Feng Yiren what happened in the reception hall with a bitter look on his face.
"It's okay, I'll go talk to them."
Feng Yiren has been extremely comfortable being the shopkeeper during this time. He has been studying the knowledge of weapon refining in "Yunxi Secret Manual: Introduction" for the past few days.
Unexpectedly, at this time, someone would come and ruin his old man's happiness.
After seeing Feng Yiren walking straight towards the reception hall, Gu Mingyang looked a little strange. He knew that Principal Feng seemed to be very powerful, but his brain was probably a little lacking.
Now if Principal Feng goes to talk to these cunning old foxes from the Martial Arts University, can they make things clear?
Gu Mingyang looked at Li Siyi's expression again, and saw that Li Siyi had a half-smiling look on his face, as if he was very confident in Feng Yiren.
In the reception hall, Chang Huaixin, the principal of Tianyun Martial Arts University, cited classics and scriptures, made clear arguments, spoke eloquently, and was aggressive and forceful.
Facing the offensive of these seven Wuhan University presidents, Liu Haiping could only calm their emotions with a wry smile. After all, he was not directly responsible for this matter.
It was Feng Yi and Li Siyi who had the final say on how to plan and build the Southern Censorship College. He had no say at all.
"You don't agree with the Southern Censorship College being built on Xanthium Mountain? Are there any of you who have other opinions?"
Feng Yiren's powerful aura was released, and a spiritual silver dragon seemed to be entangled around him. The powerful aura that surpassed the ninth-level title of Martial King swept across all directions. Chang Huaixin and the others had a vague aura.
It shattered instantly, and several people's faces turned pale.
"who are you?"
Although his heart was shocked to the extreme, Chang Huaixin still said it without changing his face.
"I am the principal of the Southern Censorship College. I have my own discretion on how to build the Southern Censorship College. You can go back."
Feng Yiren waved his hand impatiently. Tianyun Martial Arts University ranks last among the national martial arts universities. Doesn't Chang Huaixin have any idea?
"Principal Feng, you can't be unreasonable, this matter..."
Chang Huaixin already understood that the person standing opposite him was at least a powerful person at the level of the King of Martial Arts, but even a powerful person at the level of the King of Martial Arts had to be reasonable.
"Okay, okay, you guys and I go to the training ground, and we can talk some sense into each other."
Feng Yiren smiled now. In all his life, this was the first time he met someone who wanted to reason with him.
Chang Huaixin and other principals from Wuhan University all looked at each other in confusion. You look like a silver dragon soaring into the sky. Are you really planning to go to the training ground to reason?
At this moment, Chang Huaixin looked at the other principals with great bitterness, only to see that these old guys lowered their heads and said nothing.
Several other principals also felt bitter in their hearts at this moment. Could it be that they really wanted to go to the training ground to fight against a strong man with the title of King of Martial Arts, and then return to school with a bruised nose and a swollen face?
Facts have proved that Feng Yiren is very efficient. Liu Haiping tried to calm down things that had not been settled for half an hour. After he came forward, he made it clear in three or five sentences.
He is easy-going, but he hates trouble the most. In the past few days, he and Li Siyi briefly discussed the planning and construction of the Southern Censorship College, and he felt a headache.
If he still wants to quarrel with these presidents of Wuhan University, then he might as well return to the Censorship Base in Kyoto and call Hong Tianqi over to save his headache.
When Chang Huaixin and other seven principals of martial arts colleges reported the matter to the headquarters of Tianyun Provincial Yushiyuan without giving up, Zhou Chunyang could only comfort Chang Huaixin and the other seven with a wry smile on his face.
"Old Zhou, even you, the censor of Tianyun Province, can't take care of this matter?"
Chang Huaixin said with great dissatisfaction in his heart.
"Haha, do you know who Principal Feng is?"
Zhou Chunyang took a sip of tea, chuckled and said to Chang Huaixin and other principals of Wuhan University.
"I had a feeling before. I should be titled Martial King, but I have to be reasonable when I am titled Martial King, right?"
Chang Huaixin was still dissatisfied. It would be fine if the Southern Imperial College was not built in Tianyun Province this time. Since it was built in Tianyun Province, he would fight for it no matter what.
"Principal Feng is a member of the Glory Censorship Department, and his martial arts cultivation has already reached the level of the ninth-level Martial King. How can I be reasonable?"
After Zhou Chunyang finished speaking, he picked up the tea bowl and motioned to Chang Huaixin and others to drink tea.
After hearing Zhou Chunyang's words, Chang Huaixin and others' expressions became extremely complicated. In the Chinese martial arts world, the four words "Glory to the Censor" are the biggest truth.
Not to mention that Feng Yi and Li Siyi just want to build the Southern Censorship College on Xanthium Mountain. Even if these two guys want to build the Southern Censorship College in the quarantine zone, no one can care about it.