"No way, really a high school student?"
"The college entrance examination is about to take place. If you don't study at school, why are you here?"
"Haha, it really made me laugh."
"Recruiting advertising space is to solicit sponsorship. Does this guy think he is a member of the Thunder Team? He is crazy about money."
"Boy, get down quickly or don't cry when your legs are broken!"
After Lin Feng came on the stage, his funny white top attracted the attention of many people, and all kinds of jokes, taunts and boos came.
In response to this, Lin Feng remained calm and even raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a hint of disdain. He extended his index finger to the loudest area on the field and shook it slightly!
It was obvious that he was provoking the audience.
It is not common for players to provoke the audience, so Lin Feng's provocative move was met with even more crazy taunts and boos, even mixed with all kinds of unfriendly curses.
The noisy sound made those watching other games in the distance frown slightly and shift their gazes.
Thunder Martial Arts Hall has more than a hundred arenas, almost all of which are used in battles.
For the audience, it is impossible to watch every arena. They will choose to watch the one with a similar strength to their own, or one with the most exciting battle.
These audiences are mainly concentrated in the five arenas in the central area.
The location of the ring where Lin Feng was standing was not very good. It was in the most remote corner. This was also because of his poor record. There were almost no spectators around. However, with the comments and curses, many people were attracted by curiosity.
"It seems to be working well."
Lin Feng began to warm up, constantly pumping his fists and kicks, and his direction was facing the audience with the loudest boos.
From the audience's perspective, Lin Feng was attacking them with an arrogant look.
Obviously, this is another provocation.
Otherwise, if there are regulations and security, some angry spectators might rush to the ring.
"hehe."
Looking at the audience who were going crazy, Lin Feng burst into laughter.
The fiercer the enemy's artillery fire, the more satisfied he is. If no one pays attention, how can he attract investment?
He didn't come to Thunder Martial Arts Hall to compete in the ring and make bets.
His 800 bet can only make a small amount of money, and it's a one-time thing. He wants to sell advertising space!
Therefore, the more people pay attention to it, the higher the advertising fee will be. This is the main reason why he uses the arrogant name of "High School Student Fighting Warrior".
"Boy, you are too arrogant."
As a joke came, a young man in his twenties wearing black martial arts uniform appeared on the opposite side of the ring.
At this time, the screen in the arena also displayed information from both sides.
[Wang Hui, 20 years old, eighth-level physical training, 17 fights, record of 9 wins, 7 losses, 1 draw]
[Lin Feng, 18 years old, seventh-level physical training, 0 fights, 0 wins, 0 losses, 0 draws]
"Is it a mistake?"
Many people looked puzzled, how could a seventh-level physical practitioner match up with an eighth-level opponent, not to mention that the results were so different.
Shouldn't it be rookie versus rookie?
"Damn it, pay attention. This high school student chose random mode. This kid is as arrogant as his name."
It soon became apparent that only the random mode was like this.
Amidst all kinds of disdainful boos, everyone quickly took out their mobile phones and started placing bets.
Soon, the odds on the big screen began to change.
"1 to 2.7, I got two thousand."
Lin Feng looked at his odds on the screen and nodded with satisfaction.
He bet himself 800 yuan, and if he won, he would get about 2,000 yuan, which was a good odds.
As the five-minute betting time ends, a red lightning suddenly appears on the screen, and the battle begins.
"Boy, just go back to school and study. The society is not that easy to mess around with."
Wang Hui smiled and said, there was no other nonsense. He stepped forward and swayed from side to side, constantly changing. When he was close to Lin Feng, he made a spin, his arm was as straight as a knife, and struck Lin Feng's head in an arc. The air was released. A slight whistling sound.
As if he didn't react, Lin Feng quickly raised his hands to protect his head. Hearing a muffled sound, he couldn't help but take three steps back. Before he could stand firm, his opponent had already rushed in front of him, as fast as a cheetah.
Swish, swish, swish!
The speed of the hand knife was too fast, and it cut into the air with a slightly harsh roar.
Lin Feng struggled to dodge, but he could only use his arms to block it, and kept retreating.
"Go down."
Seeing Lin Feng being forced to the corner of the ring, Wang Hui showed a victorious smile. At this moment, Lin Feng, who was originally in a weak position, suddenly stopped and swayed like a willow catkin in the wind to avoid the attack. A big twist, the whole person was like a tight steel wire, erupting instantly!
Bang!
Wang Hui, who was unprepared, was knocked off the ring directly. Although he was not injured, he looked confused, as if he still couldn't accept the reality.
"No way, I almost won, but I still fell down."
"You're a loser, even a high school student can't beat him."
"It's a loss, it's a huge loss. I bet 10,000 yuan."
"Haha, I made more than 3,000 yuan, so I thought this kid must be confident if he dares to be so arrogant. I'm really discerning."
Some people were happy, some were sad, and those who lost were obviously unconvinced and cursed.
"I don't want to either!"
Wang Hui, who was kicked out of the field, looked depressed!
He felt that since the beginning, he had always had the advantage, while Lin Feng had always been at a disadvantage. He had no ability to resist. How come he was the one who lost in the end?
"It must be too underestimated. What a pity."
He was shameless and came to the sidelines with his head lowered, not daring to say a word.
At this time, Lin Feng's record exceeded 0 for the first time.
"Why doesn't this kid come down?"
Some people said curiously, because they, Lin Feng, were still standing on the ring, moving their hands and feet.
"Are you enjoying the attention? I really want to beat him up!"
There was dissatisfaction from the crowd.
But soon when they saw the screen matching opponents again, they realized that Lin Feng was ready to continue fighting. Now many people who were originally unconvinced began to get excited.
In their opinion, after fighting for so long, Lin Feng's physical strength has obviously declined significantly. In addition, the opponent he is matching this time is also in the eighth level of physical fitness, with a record of 25 wins and 7 losses. Lin Feng is destined to lose.
Because he is not optimistic about Lin Feng, this time Lin Feng's odds are as high as 1 to 4.2.
"Haha, I made money."
In the audience, Gao Hai shouted excitedly: "Come on."
He is the only one who knows Lin Feng’s strength. He is no match for Lin Feng even at the ninth level of physical training, let alone at the eighth level!
Sure enough, the battle went as Gao Hai predicted. After dozens of rounds of tug-of-war, Lin Feng kicked his opponent out of the field with a whip kick.
After five minutes, the system starts matching opponents.
After five minutes, the system starts matching opponents.
...
"I don't believe it anymore, this guy is really that strong."
"Five battles, five minutes of rest each time to recover?"
"Tell me, did this high school student deliberately pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger?"
As people discussed, Lin Feng's battle continued.
After eight uninterrupted games, Lin Feng won them all. At this time, many spectators were going crazy.
Many people were so embarrassed that they lost.
"After eight rounds, I have almost 170,000 on hand."
Lin Feng sighed in his heart.
His martial arts card is only the most basic bronze card, and his physical cultivation realm is a bronze card. The upper limit of bets for holders and spectators is 10,000.
"Damn, this high school student is so fierce!"
"Winning eight games in a row, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant."
Amid the discussion, auditorium No. 96, which was originally remote and unoccupied, has been covered by the audience. Many people stood directly under the ring to watch the game.
Even the staff of the martial arts hall were alarmed and directly moved Lin Feng's competition screen to the central screen.
In the ninth game, Lin Feng met a middle-aged man named Gao Tong. This middle-aged man had a record of 57 wins and 4 losses. He seemed to be well-known in the Thunder Martial Arts Hall. Many spectators shouted:
"Gao Laoer, teach him a lesson!"
At this time, Lin Feng's odds soared to 1 to 4.7. The extremely high odds made Lin Feng smile even happier.
That weird smile gave the audience a very bad premonition.
