The next day.

Several battle platforms in the venue are gathered together to form a larger martial arts platform.

This is a professional arena used for the finals. Not only has it been transformed, but dozens of formation masters have reinforced it with formations, making it stronger than before in terms of height, width, and thickness.

He could rub Sect Master Jun's face on it vigorously and remove several layers of skin, but it might not even damage a stone slab.

"How magnificent!"

The spectators who entered the venue one after another looked at the tall competition platform and realized that today's final battle must be very exciting!

"We invite the disciples of the Eternal Sect and the Proud Holy Sect to enter!"

City Lord Han’s thick voice resounded throughout the venue and spread across the entire continent through the light curtain.

Using the image formation, you can see this powerful man standing on the VIP viewing platform with one hand on Jun Changxiao's shoulder.

Ever since City Lord Han personally took charge of the supervision, that guy has never had any trouble with the formation.

"Tsk tsk."

Someone said: "Martial Saint keeps an eye on him every step of the way, and his salary is very high."

“The advertising is so crazy!”

"This is the first time I have seen such a shameless sect leader!"

After several days of fighting, many people remembered the awesome disciple of the fifth-rate sect, and also remembered the shameless sect leader.

"brush!"

At this moment, Jun Changxiao spread his arms and a banner was pulled out of thin air.

It is clearly visible from the camera that there is a line of words written on it, which reads - Join my sect and let our dreams fly together!

After going back yesterday, he thought about it for a long time and finally came up with this trick!

The camera happened to give City Master Han a close-up shot, so Master Jun pulled out a promotional banner, and a line of big characters instantly stole the spotlight!

"..."

Everyone's mouths twitched.

This is really a crazy and crazy beating!

The expression on City Lord Han's face also became exciting, and he hurriedly sent a message to the formation master to turn the camera away.

Worth it.

At least it appeared for a few seconds.

At some large-scale evening parties or variety shows on Earth, advertising costs would be extremely expensive in just a few seconds!

City Lord Han collapsed and said, "It's impossible to guard against it!"

It stopped the guy from flying up to brush his face, but it didn't stop him from continuing to advertise by pulling up banners!

That's all, that's all.

Today is the last one, just bear with it.

City Lord Han forcibly retracted the urge to press Jun Changxiao to the floor and rub him.

"brush!"

"brush!"

At this moment, twenty-five disciples representing the Eternal Sect came up one by one.

However, the expression on City Lord Han’s face became wonderful again!

The bright clothes worn by these disciples all have words written on the front - Eternal Sect, your best choice.

You have a good plan, I have a wall ladder!

If you don’t want to give me a shot, then put advertisements on all the disciples’ uniforms. If you don’t believe me, I won’t give them a shot of the battle!

"Unbearable!"

Many viewers went crazy when they saw the slogans on the clothes of the disciples of the Wangu Sect!

City Lord Han's mouth twitched violently.

How to break this move?

Should they be asked to return to the waiting room to change them again?

But the disciples of the Proud Holy Sect have already entered the venue, so naturally it’s too late!

City Master Han could only continue to contact the formation masters, and told them to wait until the disciples from both sides came on stage, and then give the disciples of the Eternal Sect their backs, and use as far a lens as possible during the battle.

"brush!"

"brush!"

Not long after, the disciples of the Ao Shi Sheng Sect, headed by Ao Wushuang, stood on the high platform.

The lens of the imaging array also shifts from the front to the back.

"Fuck!"

City Lord Han couldn't help but say something rough.

The twenty-five disciples of the Eternal Sect have their backs to the camera and write a word on each of their clothes. When combined, they are - We, the Eternal Sect, inherit the ancient times. Based on the principle of benefiting all living beings, we sincerely recruit heroes from all over the world!

Counting two commas and one exclamation mark, there are exactly twenty-five words!

Moreover, the font is very large, taking up the entire back, and directly occupies the light screen when the camera gives a close-up of the back.

There are both before and after, just asking you how to break it!

At that moment, City Master Han almost couldn't help but turn off the image formation.

However, all states, counties and cities have paid money and have the qualifications to obtain the screen. I have to close it in the finals without causing a stir!

"Lord Han City."

Jun Changxiao said in a low voice: "If there is a competition between dragons and tigers next time, we can open the bidding. There will definitely be people willing to spend a lot of money to buy advertising spaces like mine, and the organizers will definitely make a lot of money by then.

Full."

"..."

Although City Lord Han was devastated, after thinking about it he realized it made sense.

Ever since, in the lower realm, he continued to apply for Dragon and Tiger Hegemony, and adopted the advice given by Jun Changxiao. From then on, Dragon and Tiger Hegemony embarked on a road of no return of having one commercial break during the day and one night full of commercial breaks.

Until it developed to the point of madness, it was ridiculed by later generations as - a dragon-tiger fight for hegemony was inserted in the advertisement.

In a world where the concept of widespread advertising is not yet strong, Jun Changxiao is wreaking havoc crazily with his earthly thinking.

The most typical one is clothing.

As the disciples of the Eternal Sect shine in the Dragon-Tiger Competition, a new round of reform storm is bound to arise.

At that time, everyone will wear Tang suits and cheongsams, and it will be normal for them to casually say that there is nothing wrong with them!

…

Competition platform.

The two sect disciples faced each other, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

This atmosphere only comes from one person.

That's right.

It’s him, it’s him, it’s him, our Feia Niu!

She kept staring at Ao Wushuang, her emotionless eyes as if she were looking at a dead person who had been cold for many days.

"Junior brother."

Li Qingyang sent a message: "This is the last battle. You must control your emotions and don't kill anyone, otherwise it will be very difficult for the sect leader."

The eldest sister was cold-tempered and silent, and he was the only one to mediate her at this time. After all, he had a 'housekeeper' on his head to hide his ID.

Ye Xingchen said: "I only want half of his life."

"..."

Li Qingyang's mouth twitched slightly.

"Ah."

At this moment, Ao Wushuang said calmly: "You can actually reach the finals. I take back what I said before. You are better than other trash."

"certainly."

He grinned and said, "Don't be too quick to be happy, because no matter how good you are, it's still rubbish."

"Crack!"

Su Xiaomo, Li Fei and others clenched their fists, their eyes flashing with anger.
To be continued...