For the first Dragon Gate Assembly, Azure Mountain had prepared quite thoroughly. They notified the vast majority of the Daoist Order, as well as a considerable number of martial arts sects, and the prizes were quite enticing.
They had originally wanted to invite the provincial television station to broadcast it live, but the station had little interest. It was merely a civilian competition, after all.
In fact, it was only right that they had little interest. There really were not that many attendees: a little over a thousand related personnel, over a thousand friends and family members, and more than three thousand spectators. That was all.
Tang Wangsun was rather depressed by this. He had thought that even if they could not draw a hundred thousand people, they should at least have thirty or fifty thousand, right?
However, Zhang Dongyuan of the Allure Sect comforted him. "This scale is already quite good. In the age of firearms, the number of people practicing martial arts has been declining. There are plenty of folk competitions under all sorts of names these days, and you didn't pay any pretty-boy idols to promote it. Six thousand people is not bad."
Tang Celestial Master flew into a rage at those words. "Our grand Martial Warrior Assembly actually has to rely on those effeminate little brats to attract attention? That is a disgrace to Martial Warriors. I will never agree to it."
"I wasn't trying to persuade you to agree," Zhang Dongyuan said with a helpless smile. "But that's what society recognizes nowadays. You can refuse to accept it... I don't accept it either, but that's just the prevailing trend."
After thinking it over, Tang Wangsun spoke with a dark expression. "I don't care who organizes the second assembly. If they dare invite pretty-boy idols to