Waste power? I can get stronger just by breathing

Ma Mingjie looked excited and waved a stack of paper information that he had just printed out in front of Sugu.

"The battle you just had ended in less than an hour, and it went straight to the top of the popular video list related to the martial arts dojo."

"In terms of combat enthusiasm, the cannon fodder section crushes all the elite sections. Many people left messages saying that this was the first time they had seen him in so many years."

"That's not all."

Ma Mingjie put aside the data in his hand, opened the backend of the website "Martial God's Home" on his mobile phone and said:

"Our website, without any promotion at all, received over 600,000 views within an hour, and now has more than 10,000 registered users."

“Advertisers have come to me and I can make money by running some ads now if I want to.”

"Brother Su, if you continue like this, I will have to buy a new server in order to run this website before long."

The little fat man became more and more excited as he talked, and started dancing as he talked.

After hearing this, Sugu had a complicated expression on his face. He also opened the website and started browsing.

The website that no one was paying attention to just now now has more than 10,000 registered users, and they are frantically posting and discussing it.

There are roughly two centers of topic, all related to Sugu, and one of them is about the random weapon selection.

"There is no doubt that this random weapon is a great tactic of Brother Wushen. In this way, the opponent's mentality is greatly unbalanced before he starts fighting, allowing Brother Wushen to seize the opportunity before he starts to attack."

"I don't think that's the case. It's probably a way of martial arts practice for Brother Wushen. He is exploring his own potential through this method."

"I think this almighty god of war is a business genius. He has earned enough traffic from two battles. Maybe there is a whole company behind him that operates specifically for him."

Sugu looked at a group of people who might not be warriors, analyzed his actions from various angles, and then used different tricks to brag about himself.

He was silent for a moment, then registered his account and posted a message.

"Is there a possibility that the Almighty God of War opens random weapons just because he has difficulty in choosing?"

"There are too many weapons in the martial arts dojo. Does it give him a headache?"

Soon, Sugu was sprayed.

"Do you have any brains upstairs? How could a warrior like the Almighty Martial God do such a childish thing?"

"Please don't make baseless accusations. This is a gathering place for fans of Almighty God of War. If you don't like it, get out."

"If you don't see Brother Wu Shen's great tactics, just shut up and watch and learn more."

Sugu silently logged out of the account, then continued diving, and then looked at the second most noisy topic on the forum related to him: What is the martial arts profession of the Almighty Martial God?

"Does this need to be discussed? The Almighty Martial God must be a warrior. He killed Anderson Stark with a sword. He was a member of the Stark family."

"It's really not necessarily true. In the last battle, the Almighty Martial God's suppressive power as a heavy armor was too strong. At first glance, it is undoubtedly an old heavy armor. The charming assassin on the opposite side will be like a chicken to be killed."

"Ahem, I am the Coquettish Assassin myself. Let's discuss it, brothers. Don't bring me up to curse. I am very innocent and my psychological shadow has not healed today (ꈍꈍ)."

"I'll give my own testimony. Let me tell you how it feels to fight against the God of War."

...

After Sugu briefly browsed the website, he turned off his phone. His heart was a little complicated now.

For his behavior to attract so many people's discussion and attention, he is naturally very happy from the bottom of his heart. People are somewhat vain.

"But I want to be a pure warrior."

Sugu shook his head helplessly.

"Brother Su, don't worry about this. Anyway, you don't have to worry about anything. As long as you know that this website can help us make money, it's enough." Ma Mingjie hugged Su Gu and said with a smile.

Then, he handed over his mobile phone.

"Compared to the website, Brother Su, take a look at this."

"You just defeated Anderson Stark and the Stark University responded."

Sugu's expression condensed slightly. Among the ten major Stark families, he was not so arrogant as to think that Anderson could represent the level of Stark.

We will not underestimate these top families, which exist longer than the history of human martial arts.

He quickly found Stark University's public text response.

First, they admitted that the one fighting the Almighty God of War was Anderson Stark. While not avoiding his identity, he also praised the strength of his opponent Sugu in the following paragraphs.

The next step is the key point. Stark University hopes that the Almighty God of War will fight Anderson again, preferably in the real world.

They wanted to get to know the real almighty martial god and were willing to make some investments in his martial arts path.

"This is the style of these big aristocratic families." Ma Mingjie said expressionlessly: "After discovering the geniuses among the people, they began to find ways to contact and absorb them and let them be used for their own use."

"Brother Su, if you agree to go directly to the moon to contact the Stark family, you can receive a large amount of investment. In the future, you may be able to marry a collateral branch of their family and give birth to a litter of wolf pups."

Hearing his good brother's words, Sugu just smiled. Although what the other party said was a bit unpleasant, it was a reminder to himself.

He turned off the screen of his phone and said calmly:

"I'm not from the same family as those aristocratic families."

"No one in this world can afford to interfere with my martial arts path."

Ma Mingjie smiled. His brother knew that if he took the money from the family, he would have to spit out more. That was enough.

He also believed that his brother would never change his decision about the future easily.

Just like when almost everyone in the school advised him to take the liberal arts exam, he still wanted to follow the path of martial arts.

"Mingjie, I'm going out soon, do you want to come with me?" Sugu said suddenly.

"How long have you been in the dormitory? Where are you going?"

"Of course it's the Thousand-story Martial Arts Tower where Starry Sky Martial Arts University teaches its martial arts." Sugu said with a smile on his face.

Previously at Jie Sanli, he had obtained an advance entry and exit permit for the place of martial arts. He can study freely there all day long.

I have long heard about the Starry Sky Martial Arts University. This is the first martial arts university in mankind that was established in the dark ages. It has the largest collection of books on martial arts in the world.

Sugu could not wait to see its elegance.

After hearing Sugu's next plan, Ma Mingjie immediately rolled his eyes and continued:

"No need, I'm a businessman, I'm not interested in martial arts matters."

"I'd better stay at home, apply for a few more accounts on the Martial God House website, and find a way to help you maintain your fans."

As he spoke, Ma Mingjie buried his body in the sofa, ignored Sugu, and picked up the screen projection computer to start operating.

Sugu shrugged, it was expected that his brother would say this.

He himself put on a white military uniform,

Then he jogged towards the combat skills library alone.

The Starry Sky Martial Arts University is surprisingly large. After all, it is a university that covers half of the city, but the place where martial arts is taught within the university is extremely conspicuous.

It was so conspicuous that Sugu could see it as soon as he raised his head.

The thousand-story building towering into the clouds looks like a sharp sword thrust into the earth from the ground.

There is the martial arts thousand-story tower of Xingkong Martial Arts University.

Until Sugu slowly ran to the entrance of the tower, he stood at the bottom of the thousand-story tower and looked up. This was the first time he felt a sense of vastness in front of a building.

"It's bigger than I expected."

Sugu said with some emotion.

For the first half of my life, I only studied martial arts in Hangcheng No. 1 Middle School and Comprehensive High School. When I came here, I really saw the world.

Just as Sugu was about to enter from the entrance, a student on duty blocked his way.

After taking one look at Sugu's appearance, they said to him with smiles on their faces:

"I'm sorry, classmate, you can't go in for the time being."