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"Just what?"

"It’s just that he had an accident a few days ago, and his life and death are still uncertain. Our coach has called him and even visited his ho, but we haven’t been able to get in touch with anyone."

Yan Tianqi actually felt so regret for Li Ang. Ever since Li Ang ca to the martial arts gym to help, their grievances had been written off. If not friends, they were at least not enemies.

Having encountered such a serious accident, even if he survived, his body might be greatly affected. His martial arts journey could well be cut short as a result.

"I see, well, okay then. But next ti you co across any promising young talents, keep an eye out for . I’m having quite a bit of trouble over here."

Yang Zhenghong hadn’t had high hopes to begin with, and this outco was within his expectations. The older he got, the more he felt that sotis luck wasn’t on their side and personal efforts could hardly change anything.

...

After taking Catina shopping at the supermarket and finishing lunch, Li Ang also had her shoot a couple of short videos for him to post online, just to show up and let everyone know he wasn’t dead.

Interestingly, during the days he stopped updating, Li Ang’s fan count actually grew more than usual, likely due to the last video’s explosion of popularity and related discussions, which had brought him additional attention.

No sooner had the video been posted than it quickly gathered a lot of likes and comnts. Li Ang realized for the first ti that he actually had so many devout fans constantly surfing the net and following his updates.

"The strear isn’t dead, and he’s recovered so quickly? Your luck is just too good!"

"Withdraw the incense offering."

"Can you give back the condolence money I tipped for your funeral? [crying]"

"My God! You’re okay, that’s wonderful, love from the Netherlands."

"Ever since the slap competition, I knew his resistance to hits was extraordinary. Now he can even withstand a sniper rifle’s barrel explosion? Train a little more and won’t he be able to resist bullets with his flesh?"

"The skin that’s showing doesn’t even have a scar, you really are blessed with great fortune."

"I’m starting to believe in the existence of the Vajra Invulnerability Technique."

"Holy shit, Coach Li, you’re not dead?"

...

Because he had set Li Ang’s account for special attention, as soon as he updated, a coach who was slacking off at work jumped up as if his butt had been scorched, and eagerly shared the news with everyone else.

"What are you doing, is this the ti to be playing with your phone?"

Though he was also a bit happy inside, Yan Tianqi still put on a stern face and lectured him, then hurried back to his office to call Yang Zhenghong.

"The guy’s been found, and it seems there’s no serious problem. How about I give you his contact details and you ask him yourself?"

Yet Yang Zhenghong still felt a bit apprehensive. In the ring, even a poor night’s sleep could greatly affect one’s condition, and potentially the outco of a match, let alone soone who may have been seriously injured like him.

Even if they managed to bring him over, how much ability he retained was one question, and how much would be left after suffering injuries was another.

But since they had reached this point, it was still worth making the contact despite any circumstances.

Yang Zhenghong had reached his current position by seizing any sliver of hope, regardless of the difficulties, and exerting his utmost effort.

Even though he talked about fate, his actions were always decisive.

Before long, Li Ang received his phone call.

"A martial arts exchange eting? Experts from Thailand and Japan?... All that is fine, but I charge a hefty fee, and I also have a competition coming up soon. I’ll need to check if there’s a clash with my schedule..."

Although Li Ang spoke with quite an attitude, Yang Zhenghong actually respected him more for it.

Why shouldn’t a capable young man be arrogant?

In this place, the more humble you are, the less seriously you’re taken. It’s the confident arrogance that, to most people, is more attractive.

However, Yang Zhenghong wasn’t one to be fooled easily. Once they t, if the prowess was real, he wouldn’t have a problem paying. But if all he had were bold words, well, sorry, but it would be ti to go back to where he ca from.

Li Ang, in fact, didn’t mind playing the role of a rcenary. It was making extra money, after all, so why not?

Who knew how many professional athletes struggled to make ends et without sufficient recognition or accolades, often living a very difficult life.

It was just that last ti it was local, and he gave a friendly rate, still charging ten thousand. This ti it would involve traveling to a big city like New York with higher competition standards. Multiplying the rate tenfold or twentyfold didn’t seem excessive; he might even rack up so Break Limit Points, which would be a real jackpot.

Moreover, he was quite eager to experience other countries’ martial arts and to benefit from exchanging skills with others, which was much faster for improvent than training alone.

The next day, representatives from the company selling the Nuclear Magnetic Resonance Instrunt and the renovation company arrived. Li Ang chose a room on the first floor that had been vacant and decided to convert it into a room for installing the equipnt.

True to their reputation as a specialized renovation company, they brought all sorts of equipnt that Li Ang had never even heard of back in China.

In this country, jobs that could be done by machinery were resolutely not undertaken by manual labor, after all, labor could be pricier than machinery.

With professional equipnt and the power of money behind them, their efficiency was quite high; indeed, within three days, they completed all their work.