Almost 200,000 spectators stared at the figure lying on the ground with their mouths agape. Other than the sound of people gasping, the huge Martial Arts Dojo was strangely quiet.
Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.
Did a high school student really beat up a martial artist?
Is this some kind of movie shooting? '
Even the professional commentator hired by the Thunder Martial Arts Dojo was stunned. He had commentated hundreds of matches, but he was never as shocked as he was today.
"Wow!"
Even Lin Feng's fans exclaimed with their mouths agape.
They came from different schools and different places. They skipped classes and came to the Thunder Martial Arts Dojo to cheer for Lin Feng!
However, in their hearts, they did not think that Lin Feng would win this match. They just wanted to see their idol and encourage him.
Even Lin Feng's fans were surprised, not to mention those who didn't think highly of Lin Feng.
Some of the gamblers looked at the dazzling record of ten wins on the big screen with despair.
Yesterday, many of these gamblers had bet that Lin Feng would lose, but in the end, he had lost nine rounds in a row. Although the odds were pathetically low today, many of them had placed their bets on the principle that it would be a sure win and a waste of money. Who would have thought that the reality would be so tragic?
"Damn it. Trash. What a piece of trash."
"Why don't you go and die? You got beaten up by a high school student."
"Chen Xu, get down from the stage. What are you doing there? Washing the floor?"
Many gamblers could not control their emotions and cursed loudly. Some even threw water bottles at him. The scene was chaotic.
Chen Xu, who was lying on the ground, looked pale. He just wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in it …
"He really won!"
In the VIP seats, Zhang Ling's face was full of shock and seriousness.
In her heart, although she had a high opinion of Lin Feng, it was far from being comparable to Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu was a Rank 9 Physique Cultivator. He was on the Earth Ranking of Physique Cultivators, the Bramble Demon Dragon. He was recognized as a rare genius.
Even an S-class club like the Thunder Club was willing to risk the turmoil of the team and even the danger of going on strike to sign a contract with him.
"Ye Qiu in the south, Lin Feng in the north!"
In her opinion, this statement was a joke.
All of this was just hype on the forums and the media. It was because of some netizens with bad taste that Lin Feng gained such popularity.
As a member of the Warrior Forum, Zhang Ling had naturally seen the posts on the forum.
On the Warrior Forum, someone posted Lin Feng's grade report card in his senior year. One of them was from half a month ago.
On the report card, Linfeng's physical and cultural scores were nothing special, but his combat score was only 150 points.
For a third-year high school student, 150 points was considered high. However, for Lin Feng, this score was definitely very low.
One had to know that Linfeng was someone who could challenge those of a higher level and beat up a ninth stage body cultivator. His actual combat score was at least 195 points. Even if he got full marks, Zhang Ling would not be surprised.
In other words, Linfeng did hide his actual combat score.
It was also this report card that made her believe that Linfeng deliberately hid his strength in order to go to the same university as Ya Ge.
Although this kind of story was very melodramatic, it was not impossible for a pair of childhood sweethearts who grew up together to do all kinds of ridiculous things for love.
However, in Zhang Ling's opinion, this was only limited to martial arts talent!
As for the forum, she did not believe that Linfeng gave up on refining the ninth grade Purple Qilin and wanted to refine the demon spirit on the Earth Ranking.
It was not impossible for a martial artist to refine a demon spirit. After a martial artist became stronger, if they encountered a stronger demon spirit that was more suitable for them, they could replace it.
In other words, they could expel the original demon spirit from their body and refine a new demon spirit.
However, the demon spirit that was expelled from the body could not be refined by others and would quickly turn into ashes.
Refining a demon spirit would consume a large amount of soul force in the Dantian. This kind of soul force recovery would generally take about a year. In other words, after refining a demon spirit, even if you want to replace it, you would need at least a year of buffer time. In addition, there were also some dangers and side effects.
It was not impossible for someone to give up on the day of awakening if they could not find the demon spirit they wanted. She had heard of this many times before.
However, those people were from the Glory of Glory clan or large financial groups. They had demon spirits prepared for them by their elders. The purpose of participating in the day of awakening was to have an additional choice.
They wanted to refine the rare ninth grade demon spirits or even the Earth Ranking demon spirits. If they were unlucky and could not find a suitable one, they would not casually make do with it. Instead, they would directly give up.
Refining a demon spirit required a large amount of soul force. It would take up to a year to recover soul force. They could not afford to waste it.
They had demon spirits carefully prepared by their elders as backup, but Linfeng did not.
Linfeng lived in the Shore District. How could someone who lived in the Shore District have the confidence to give up a ninth grade demon spirit?
It was even a ninth grade Purple Qilin that could be considered high level.
Was it really for love?
For love, he did not care about his own future?
Zhang Ling did not believe that there would be such a foolish person in this world.
Because of this, she suspected that Linfeng had the talent to become a Demon Spiritualist.
His goal was most likely to be to get advertising spots and earn a sum of money.
At this moment, Zhang Ling still had her doubts. However, facing Linfeng, who had such a talent for fighting, she buried her doubts deep within her heart.
At this moment, the youth had already attracted her attention.
If he had the talent to become a Demon Spiritualist and could refine a fifth grade demon spirit or above, Linfeng's value would probably be comparable to Ye Qiu's.
"Have you investigated it?
Hurry up! "
"Hurry up and confirm it. If he really has the talent to become a Soul Cultivator, immediately sign a contract with him. What A grade contract, S grade contract …"
A faint discussion came from the side, attracting Zhang Ling's attention. She turned around and looked.
Many people were discussing in low voices. One of them was a skinny middle-aged man. He's the person in charge of the Wind Plucking Club's Rivertown Branch. As the person in charge of an S grade club in Rivertown, she was naturally familiar with him.
In the VIP seats, there were obviously many people who had the same thoughts as her. Many people started to make phone calls. Some people hurriedly left their seats and left the VIP seats.
"Old Jiang, where are you going?"
Even the Thunder Club's Old Jiang, who was sitting beside her, stood up and prepared to leave.
"Hehe, I drank too much water just now. I have to go to the toilet."
Old Jiang's footsteps paused. He turned around and lightly smiled.
Although he was smiling, Old Jiang's heart was very anxious. He naturally wanted to confirm if Linfeng had the talent to become a Demon Spiritualist. He was afraid that if he was late, he would be snatched away.
Yesterday, when he didn't get Ye Qiu, he felt that it was a pity. Because of the promise and conditions that the club gave to Ye Qiu, the members of the club were very emotional when they found out about it. They almost went on a strike, which brought a bad influence to the team.
If there's another Linfeng with talent comparable to Ye Qiu, he didn't want to miss it.
Although he was very anxious, after hearing Zhang Ling's doubts, Old Jiang couldn't immediately leave. He still had to show a calm and collected appearance.
After all, among all the clubs, Juxing is the most threatening.
"Like hell I'll believe you!"
Zhang Ling scolded in her heart. She then smiled and said, "Just in time, let's go together. I'm also going to the toilet."
She didn't want Linfeng to come into contact with Leiting first. Yesterday, Leiting's courage and decisiveness had left a deep impression on her. She had to be on guard!
"Then let's go together."
Old Jiang chuckled and scolded in his heart.
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In the VIP seats, Chen Hao's parents were also shocked.
Yesterday's family gathering made them lose face. As a successful person in the eyes of his relatives, Chen Hao's father had always had a high position in the family. He had never lost face like this before.
That sentence, "I usually eat too bland, can't get used to greasy food." It would probably become the joke of their relatives for a long time to come.
And all of this was because of Lin Kerou's younger brother.
And that youth stood in the VIP room, facing all of their doubts and disdain. He said with a calm and arrogant expression, "Because I'm Linfeng, Grade 12 Class 7 of Jiangxin High School." While making them lose face, it also made them very curious.
What right did a high school student living in a residential area have to say such arrogant words?
With disdainful thoughts, they searched for "Linfeng, Grade 12 Class 7 of Jiangxin High School" on the internet.
Naturally, the posts on the martial artist forum were the first to appear in front of the couple. Many relatives even called to inform them about the martial artist forum.
With complicated feelings, they came to Leiting Martial Arts Dojo.
At this moment, they finally understood why the youth had the courage to say, "Let Chen Hao's family be unworthy of me."
The talent he displayed proved to everyone that even if the youth came from a humble background, even if he wasn't strong, no one could look down on him.
"At that time, you shouldn't have said those words to Kerou!" Father Chen sighed, feeling regret.
Mother Chen's face was ugly. At this moment, she was also regretting it, but she wasn't willing to admit it. She could only snort, "So what if his combat talent is amazing? If he can't refine a demon spirit, he has no future."
Father Chen was speechless for a moment. He didn't explain, nor did he want to explain to his naive wife.
With this kind of combat talent, even if he can't refine a demon spirit and obtain the favour of the Glory of Glory Club, there would still be many Dojos willing to nurture Linfeng.
Although a Demon Spiritualist is above a Fighter, a powerful Fighter isn't something that a businessman like him could compare to.
His annual income of a few million couldn't even compare to a high level Fighter's hunting in another world.
Not only the income, but the social status of a Fighter is also much higher than him.
If they wait for Linfeng to grow up, he would have a lot of privileges to deal with them.
If Linfeng really becomes a Demon Spiritualist, then the arrogant words from yesterday would come true.
His family was indeed unworthy of him.
His confidence, his annual income of a few million, was a joke in front of a professional Glory of Glory player.