After confirming that Yang Fan would join, Lin Feng told him his plan: "You will start collecting the list of club members at school tomorrow. The first requirement is background, and the second is talent and strength!"
"Um."
Yang Fan nodded, and then told the Jianghu News Agency he founded.
"oh!"
Lin Feng's eyes lit up slightly, and he did not expect that there would be an unexpected surprise.
Originally, he thought that Yang Fan just had a plan for his career, but he didn't expect that he had already made some big plans.
There are three core members, and there are more than ten informants under each core member.
Although it is only a small club among students, it is not easy to achieve this step.
Although these people have little talent or background, if they can still gather together after graduation, they may have great development.
"You're doing a good job, but for the time being, you should manage and develop your Jianghu News Agency yourself. When the Martial Arts Club really develops and grows, you can provide support at that time."
Lin Feng patted Yang Fan on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"Originally, I didn't know the name of the club. Now, borrowing the name of your news agency, our martial arts club is called Jianghu Martial Arts Club. You and Gao Hai will be the core members of the club starting today."
"Jianghu Martial Arts Club, the name sounds domineering!" Gao Hai said excitedly.
"Well, that's a really good name."
Yang Fan also smiled, obviously very satisfied with the name.
Although I don’t know where Lin Feng got his confidence, or how he got students with backgrounds to join voluntarily.
Even if he joins, he cannot predict whether the Jianghu Martial Arts Club will develop and grow.
But at least from this moment on, he is no longer alone.
This feeling of organization is really exciting.
"Okay, you are injured. Go to the hospital for treatment first. I will find you in the evening." Lin Feng said.
"What's the matter?" Yang Fan asked confused.
"We'll talk to you later. I have the class address book and I'll call you then."
...
After saying goodbye to Yang Fan, Lin Feng and Gao Hai skipped school.
For students, revenge does not last overnight. If there are no accidents, Mo Xun and others will come looking for trouble after school.
In order to avoid this, Lin Feng decided that it would be better to withdraw first.
This is not fear, I just feel it is unnecessary.
Although Lin Feng is not afraid of trouble, he has no intention of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
In a few days, when all the teachers and students in the school know that he is a super genius, some troubles will disappear automatically.
To Lin Feng, Mo Xun and others were just insignificant, small characters.
"Brother Feng, do we really want to establish our own martial arts club?"
While walking through the busy streets, Gao Hai couldn't help but ask while looking around.
He was still digesting the shocking news just now.
Your own martial arts club?
It’s incredible to think about.
"Of course." Lin Feng nodded.
"Then do we also have to collect social fees?" Gao Hai asked doubtfully.
If you can have your own members like the elite martial arts club and have social fees of millions a month, you will be really prosperous.
Not one million, even one hundred thousand is an astronomical sum for Gao Hai.
His family cannot save more than ten thousand yuan a year.
"We don't charge social fees, but we will use them to make money."
"How to make money?"
"You'll know later."
The two chatted while walking towards the city center.
There are still plans to establish the Jianghu Martial Arts Club, and Lin Feng needs some capital. At this time, he only has more than 300 yuan left, so he must earn a vote.
"How much money do you have on you, Dahai?"
"Let me see, there are more than five hundred." Gao Hai took out his pocket and counted the money.
"Give it to me first, now go make some money."
After Lin Feng finished speaking, Gao Hai handed the money to Lin Feng without any hesitation and without asking why, even though it was his remaining food money for half a month.
"Brother Feng, where are we going?"
"Thunder Martial Arts Gym."
Under the leadership of Lin Feng, the two walked towards the Thunder Martial Arts Gym in the city center.
In the era of great cultivation when martial arts revived, all kinds of martial arts schools blossomed everywhere.
For warriors, combat skills are a matter of life and death. Skills need to be tempered, and tempering requires opponents. Therefore, the martial arts hall is an essential training place for many warriors every day.
Even if many people do not have martial arts talent, they are still willing to come to the martial arts gym to exercise and hone their physique.
In Jiangcheng, Thunder Martial Arts Hall is the most famous.
Thunder Martial Arts Gym is a property owned by Thunder Club. It is located in the most prosperous area of the city center and covers a large area, like a commercial plaza.
On the outer wall of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, a fierce battle was being played on a giant light screen.
Both sides of the battle were unable to be possessed by spiritual power, and it was obvious that they were both in the physical cultivation realm. The violent breathing and beating sounds attracted everyone's curious and excited eyes.
"Let's go."
With Gao Hai curious, Lin Feng entered the Thunder Martial Arts Hall.
As soon as he entered, a chill hit his face. The first thing that caught Lin Feng's attention was the huge rectangular screen in the center of the hall.
The screen scrolled with text from time to time, and under the screen, many warriors held pens and papers, looking at the screen, recording or discussing from time to time.
The Thunder Martial Arts Gym has three floors, and the first floor is the mission hall.
In addition to the function of training, the Thunder Martial Arts Gym is also a place for warriors to communicate and release tasks.
After all, the energy of warriors is limited. Many warriors will issue bounty missions here to find what they need. Some are martial arts and demon spirits, and some are heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
As long as you can afford the deposit, you can get almost anything.
The second floor is filled with various training venues and restaurants.
The third floor is the martial arts hall, and it is also the busiest place.
Lin Feng took Gao Hai directly to the third floor. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, a boiling breath hit his face, and shouts, roars, and screams came one after another.
Not far away, hundreds of arenas are evenly distributed in the venue. Above the venue, nine huge screens are showing wonderful pictures, and the most exciting battles will appear on the center screen.
"Fuck him."
"Trash, haven't you had any milk?"
At this time, the enthusiastic audience shouted loudly, and the excited and crazy look clearly showed that they had placed a bet.
Lin Feng and Gao Hai went directly to a counter.
"Sir, what services do you need?"
The girl at the counter said enthusiastically, not slacking off just because Lin Feng was wearing a school uniform and was a student.
"Register a martial arts account for me. I'm going to participate in the martial arts arena."
"Well, okay, it will cost you one hundred new dollars to open a Wudou account for the first time. Please provide your ID card number."
The identity card number is equivalent to a person's ID card and resume. From birth to school, residence and strength are recorded and updated regularly.
After taking the money, recording the number, and verifying fingerprints, the girl at the counter smiled slightly while typing:
"Okay, Mr. Lin Feng, you can test your strength first and then choose a name."
The strength test in the physical cultivation realm is very simple. It is to stand in a hemispherical instrument. As the instrument scans cyclically, the meridians that have been strengthened by qi and blood will appear.
"Seventy-three tendons have turned red, and you have the strength of the seventh level of physical cultivation. Your martial arts level is level 1. What's your name?" said the girl at the counter.
"The name, let's call it 'High School Student Challenges a First-Class Warrior'."
Lin Feng said without hesitation, obviously he had already thought about it.
After hearing this name, not only Gao Hai was surprised, but the girl at the counter also looked slightly stunned and said in surprise:
"Sir, are you sure about this name?"
She has worked at Thunder Martial Arts Center for three years, but it is really rare to have such an arrogant name!
What a source of hatred!
Judging from the identity information, Lin Feng is a senior in high school and is eighteen years old.
His strength is pretty good, but he is only at the seventh level of physical training. With such strength, he dares to challenge warriors. Isn't this overestimating one's abilities?
You must know that although the martial arts hall strictly prohibits killing, such things as broken arms and legs often happen.
Not many warriors have a good temper. If they dare to use such an arrogant name, it is obviously to attract hatred. It may make people unhappy and hit them hard.
"Brother Feng, why don't you change it?"
Gao Hai also suggested.
In his opinion, even if Lin Feng was invincible in the physical cultivation realm, he could not defeat a warrior.
"Yes, sir, please change it to another one. This name doesn't sound good either."
The girl at the counter persuaded her. She didn't want to see the handsome boy in front of her being carried out.
"Okay, let's change it."
Lin Feng nodded, and when the girl at the counter breathed a sigh of relief, he reported his new name:
"Then it's a high school student who beats up a warrior!"
In Lin Feng's opinion, the previous name was indeed too low-key.
High school students beat up warriors?
The girl at the counter was just about to enter it on the computer when she was confused by the name.
Why is this becoming more and more arrogant with each change!
Are you really not afraid of being beaten to death?
"you sure?"
At this time, the originally gentle face of the girl at the counter instantly collapsed. In her opinion, Lin Feng was simply an idiot, looking for trouble.
After Lin Feng nodded in confirmation, she did not continue to persuade him, but directly registered Lin Feng and handed over a brass-colored card.
"Place your bets for me, all of them."
Lin Feng took out all the money he had, a total of 812 yuan, and handed it to the girl at the counter, saying:
"Random mode, upper limit is first-grade warrior, no need for my consent, all winnings will be automatically bet!"
The girl at the counter had already determined that something was wrong with Lin Feng.
Generally, the combat mode in martial arts halls is a balanced mode.
That is to say, the system is based on the age and weight of the two people and other data, and then matches the opponent based on the record. In this way, the two sides are evenly matched and will not be too different in strength to achieve the training effect.
As for the random mode, this is another challenge mode of the Budokan. It does not refer to the record and data, and randomly selects opponents.
Only those who are absolutely confident in themselves dare to do this.
In the opinion of the girl at the counter, it is crazy enough to participate in a martial arts fight for the first time and dare to randomly choose an opponent with only seventh-level physical training.
And it’s also limited to first-grade warriors?
In other words, can you match up to a first-grade warrior?
A seventh-level physical practitioner versus a first-level warrior, is this looking for death?
In Thunder Martial Arts Hall, if you place your own bet, you can only buy and win. This is the rule, but it is rare to see people placing bets in a continuous cycle.
Although eight hundred yuan is not much, there is no need to waste it.
Instead of persuading, the girl at the counter had already predicted the scene where Lin Feng would be beaten violently.
Bang bang bang...
The girl at the counter was tapping on the keyboard.
At the same time, a name and message called: "High School Student Violently Fighting Warrior" appeared in the waiting area on the big screen on the center stage.
The information about this name attracted attention the moment it appeared.
Among all the names, his was the longest, the most unique, and the most arrogant. It was difficult not to attract attention.
"Who is this? Are all high school students so arrogant nowadays?"
"Maybe he's a genius, of course, he might be an idiot."
"It's a match. In District 96, in such a remote location, he is indeed a rookie!"
Many people are attracted by this name and want to see which high school student is so arrogant.
When they came to Section 96 and saw a young man walking onto the ring, the crowd instantly went into shock.
"Fuck!"
People exclaimed.
I saw that the young man was wearing a white T-shirt. The style of the T-shirt was very ordinary, with a round neck and a loose fit. It was provided by the martial arts hall for free. Many people present were also wearing it, but this young man was the most special.
The T-shirt, which was originally pure white without any pattern, said "High School Students Violently Fight Warriors" on the front, "Recruiting Advertising Space" on the top of the back, and a box on the bottom.
Obviously, this somewhat crooked frame is the so-called advertising space.
