On top of Jiang Siming's special status, he wasn't just some streamer who talked big.
As the news spread through countless mouths, many people from the martial arts world immediately flocked to Jiang Siming's Live Stream Room to taunt him.
"Jiang Siming, since you're exaggerating so much, our Karate Association would very much like to spar with you." The president of the Karate Association.
"May I ask where you got your confidence? Taekwondo refuses to accept this and would like to have a match." The Taekwondo Association.
"The Sanda Association would like to join in the fun." The Sanda Association.
"The Muay Thai Association has come to challenge you!" The Muay Thai Association.
"The Boxing General Association has issued an electronic challenge letter. We just taught a certain Master Baoguo a lesson recently, and now we'd really like to spar with Jiang the Richest Man." The Boxing General Association.
The viewers were dumbfounded. They hadn't expected these people to be serious.
Everyone began to worry about Jiang Siming. Ming Shen had clearly stirred up a hornet's nest this time.
These associations were eager to create hype and make a name for themselves while promoting their martial arts.
With such an opportunity right in front of them, how could they possibly let it slip away?
Even if their opponent was the famous Jiang Siming, it made no difference.
Jiang Siming himself hadn't expected so many people from the martial arts world to come knocking. Every one of them seemed drugged, clinging to him and refusing to let go.
"Heh."
Jiang Siming let out a mocking laugh and said, "Don't think I don't know what you're after. But I advise you to take back what you just said. When you're unable to back down later, don't blame me for not warning you."