One Year, Aurora Martial Arts Peak Tournament Preparations Begin

"Is it confirmed?"

Ashu bowed respectfully.

"Yes, Mr. Li. The group's security department has already been dispatched, ensuring at least one security officer in every city as much as possible. Once we complete the first Aurora Martial Arts Peak Tournament, we should be able to attract a massive wave of martial arts experts. By then, our internal martial arts selection ranking tournament can be launched to begin the screening process."

Li Xing nodded inwardly, saying nothing.

He looked toward Xiao Wu.

"Mr. Li, the group company's total revenue for the last quarter was 800 trillion, with a net profit of 89 trillion. The company has long since surpassed the Hoi-Poi Capsule Corporation; there isn't a single competitor left that can put up a fight. The profit margin is low mainly because of the massive expenditures, the sheer number of projects, and many that haven't yet..."

Li Xing cut Xiao Wu off directly.

Of the three directions, Xiao Wu's group economic status was the one he cared about the least. Everything else was fine, but this aspect held little real utility.

"I understand. Now, what about the rest?"

Xiao Wu continued for a while, covering various sectors including automotive, aerospace, mobile internet, and smart mobile terminals.

After listening, Li Xing still said nothing.

"I understand."

"Pilaf, what about your side?"

"Mr. Li, the spaceship is complete, but the speed is not fast enough. Even that was only possible because you provided the latest aerospace materials. It's a pity—if only we could use the nano-materials used for manufacturing battle armor."

Li Xing remained calm.

Three sets of Nano Heavy Armor had cost him over 80 billion. If he used those to build a spaceship, his entire Aurora Group truly couldn't afford it.

"What else?"

Pilaf immediately refocused. Knowing what Li Xing valued most, he didn't dare to ramble and began detailing the upcoming powerful technical capabilities.

"The Nutrient Solution has been formulated and can satisfy the consumption of standard combat units. For you, Mr. Li, 30 vials would be required. However, we have produced a concentrated version, roughly 10 times stronger, meaning you would only need three vials. The Repair Solution has also been developed, though the results are not yet optimal. On the other hand, the Magnetic Gravity Ring, with the help of the AI Aurora's calculations, has been pushed to eight times gravity. Your training room is currently being renovated, which may take some time."

Li Xing nodded silently, not saying much more.

Achieving this much was already quite impressive.

"For the Laser Martial Arts Tournament, arrange for each city to be responsible for the preliminary rounds. Remember, I have only one requirement: be open and transparent, with no under-the-table dealings. This is the bottom line. Only in this way can we select true powerhouses."

Li Xing glanced at them.

"Yes."

Watching them leave, Li Xing began to feel a sense of anticipation.

Gathering intelligence on powerful combatants like Sun Wukong was no easy task, and he didn't know exactly what level they had reached. However, it was certain that Sun Wukong had already clashed with Mercenary Tao and killed him in retaliation, as he had spotted Mercenary Tao's figure in a secret base outside North City.

"At this time, Sun Wukong will surely be wandering around. If he happens to be in a city, perhaps he can be persuaded to participate in the tournament by our group members."

"No, as long as there are some powerful martial artists, Sun Wukong will definitely participate. That being said..."

The corners of Li Xing's mouth curled up.

He turned and began walking toward the laboratory.

It wasn't that he was slacking off.

Li Xing had been keeping a gravity field active on his body, maintaining ten times the normal gravity at all times.

His strength had long since broken through the heavens.

Host: Li Xing
Lifespan: 60
Combat Power: 15,000
Physique: 5
Mental Power: 1.02
Energy: 3,000
Ability: Devour Ability (LV1)

With this level of strength, even if Vegeta were to arrive on Earth now, Li Xing would not fear him in the slightest and would dare to meet him head-on.

Under the crushing pressure of the ten-fold gravity field, Li Xing's current base combat power was 200.

And that was without even accounting for his Devour Ability.

Likewise, Pilaf, Ashu, and the others had already attained a combat power of over 200 through scientific cultivation.

Possessing all the martial arts knowledge on Earth, Li Xing naturally taught them how to fly.

The top management of the Aurora Group was currently composed entirely of powerhouses.

Among them, Ashu had the highest combat power, reaching over 280.

It couldn't be helped; anyone who was brutally ravaged by Li Xing every single day, with nothing else to do but train hard, would see their strength skyrocket.

"Sun Wukong, hurry up and come; I hope to have a real bout with you."

"I want to see just how strong you are."

"My plan is about to begin, and I hope you righteous warriors are strong enough."

After looking forward to it for a while, Li Xing busied himself with rapid experiments inside his laboratory.

Cultivation?

Aside from the necessary daily sparring, Li Xing never touched anything like traditional cultivation.

Otherwise, how else would he have acquired his high-tech equipment?

Outside, everyone was discussing the situation.

The development of the Aurora Group had been too rapid; before anyone realized it, they had surpassed the Hoi-Poi Capsule Corporation in the blink of an eye.

The various products and services they developed were quite good, significantly improving everyone's standard of living and increasing convenience.

Now, the Aurora Group was pulling out all the stops to promote the Aurora Martial Arts Peak Tournament.

How could these people not be aware of it?

The outside world was buzzing with discussion.

The Hoi-Poi Capsule Corporation was no exception.

"Dad, why do I have to go? I'm not going."

Bulma glared at Dr. Brief with dissatisfaction.

Dr. Brief took a puff of his pipe, a cunning glint flashing in his eyes.

"Bulma, are you really not going? If you aren't, I'll have to decline the invitation from the Aurora Group."

Bulma didn't even look up.

"I'm not going."

Dr. Brief sighed.

"Very well, I'll decline it then. Oh, what a pity. Chairman Li Xing of the Aurora Group is very young and handsome, possesses immense scientific prowess, and has such unconstrained imagination. I had hoped to interact with such a talent more often in the future. It turns out you have no interest in associating with such a brilliant young man, Bulma."

Dr. Brief muttered this intentionally in a low voice.

Yet, the sound reached Bulma's ears perfectly.

"What?"

Dr. Brief chuckled. He didn't continue, turning around as if to walk away.

"Wait."

"Hmm? What is it, Bulma?"

Bulma's heart hammered against her ribs, her face flushed a deep crimson.

"I'm tired from my research and want to relax a bit. That Martial Arts Peak Tournament from the Aurora Group—I've decided to go."

Dr. Brief didn't say much else, simply smiling as he walked away with his hands clasped behind his back.

He knew his daughter's temperament perfectly well.

Manipulating Bulma was an effortless task for him.

A look of contemplation flashed in Bulma's eyes.

She left the laboratory and pulled a compact mobile phone from her pocket.

She stared at the device in her hand.

"A mobile phone? The various high-tech manufacturing and ingenious ideas inside are truly far, far better than those brick-like things."

Deep in thought, Bulma spoke up.

"Aurora Assistant."

"I am here!"

If anyone in the outside world knew about all this, they would surely curse Li Xing for being shameless.

Even the phone assistant was plagiarized.