Chapter 892 - Conference Schedule
Martial arts conferences weren't about talking. In the end, you had to let your fists do the talking—after all, you had to convince people with virtue—or rather, with your fists.
Throughout history, reason had often sided with the stronger fist. There was no denying it.
Whoever could take on the entire United Nations and still walk away unscathed would claim one of the permanent seats held by the world's major powers. No matter how eloquently the others argued, it wouldn't matter. A permanent seat was won through strength, not by application.
At a gathering of martial artists, it was inevitable that they'd use their fists to settle arguments. The theorists had their say on the first day of the conference, and the next two days were devoted to sparring and martial contests.
After all, practice was the only way to discover the truth. Until theory became a fist, it could never win everyone's conviction.
The morning after the opening ceremony was for demonstrations of forms, a mix of theory and practice, purely for the sake of exchange.
But that evening, the official matches began, continuing through the third day.
The formal conference schedule ran for three days, with registration the day before, making four days in all. If that wasn't enough, participants could stay afterward and spar at their own expense.
The hotel would continue serving the martial artists attending the conference. October was still its trial-opening period, with the official opening scheduled for the following month. Hosting the Chinese Martial Arts Conference suited both sides, and neither had to scramble to cash in on the National Day holiday. That left the hotel's management and staff plenty of room to handle things smoothly.
After hearing Xiao Wei's explanation, Li Bai finally learned some of the