Not long after the figures of Lin Feng and the others appeared outside the martial arts hall, they were spotted.
"Is it that high school student?"
"Yes, that's the high school student who wants to beat up the warrior."
"He actually came. I thought he would avoid the battle. I heard that many first-level warriors came today just to teach him a lesson."
"It's never been heard of someone directly challenging a warrior at the seventh level of physical training. At least the ninth level of physical training is about the same."
"Even the ninth level of physical cultivation is not enough. Warriors can practice martial arts. The power is several times that of the physical cultivation level. How can it be easily leapfrogged to challenge two levels?"
While everyone was talking, Gao Hai and Yang Fan looked at each other, both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.
Yang Fan looked puzzled at Lin Feng and said, "Brother Feng, aren't they all here to watch your game?"
"Brother Feng, your popularity is already comparable to that of a member of the Thunder Team's second team."
Gao Hai also sighed.
He found that many reporters had appeared and pointed their cameras in their direction.
It was the first time that so many people were looking at them. Gao Hai and Yang Fan were obviously not used to it, even if the focus of their eyes was not on them.
"They mainly come to watch the fun," Lin Feng said.
After all, the Warrior Forum is the forum with the most registered members in the country, especially the posts about him that have been ranked first in Jiangcheng District's daily list. Even ordinary people who don't follow the forum can learn this news from other people.
Nine out of ten of these viewers came to see how he was slapped in the face, and the remaining one was just bored to watch the show.
I'm afraid there are only a few who are true fans.
This is why although many people paid attention, no one stepped forward to cheer for him.
Lin Feng knew that there was a saying on the warrior forum that "Southern leaves are autumn, Northern Linfeng".
This title was created by Yang Fan.
But Lin Feng is self-aware. If he really thinks so, he is really overestimating his own capabilities and will be severely slapped in the face.
His popularity is all due to speculation. Maybe it’s not popularity, but news buzz.
After this heat is over, he will soon be forgotten and no one will notice him.
In terms of popularity, he is less than one ten thousandth of Ye Qiu.
If Ye Qiu had appeared at the door of the martial arts gym at this time, the crowd would have gone crazy, and security would have been dispatched in large numbers to maintain order, lest an accident occur. This was the difference between the two.
"Classmate Lin Feng, are you confident in this competition?"
At this time, a female reporter came over and interviewed Lin Feng.
Seeing reporters appearing, Yang Fan and Gao Hai stepped back in unison, avoiding the interview scene, leaving only Lin Feng alone.
"How could you come if you don't have confidence?" Lin Feng said.
His expression was natural and his tone was calm, but in the eyes of outsiders he seemed a bit arrogant.
"So, Classmate Lin Feng, what is said on the forum about you hiding your talent? Is it true?" the female reporter asked again.
"What do you think?"
Lin Feng glanced at the female reporter and asked.
Such an uncooperative interview made even an experienced female reporter feel a little overwhelmed. She took a deep breath, adjusted her mood, and asked again: "What do you think of what netizens are saying about 'Autumn leaves in the south, wind in the north forest'. "
"See with your eyes."
Lin Feng waved his hand, and Gao Hai and Yang Fan quickly followed him. The three of them entered the martial arts hall, leaving the female reporter messy in the wind.
Enter the lobby and take the elevator to the third floor, where you are familiar with the journey.
"Lin Feng."
Chen Xiaoke recognized him at first sight. Because of Lam Feng's relationship, she made an extra fortune of 10,000 Singapore dollars.
Lin Feng didn't know why the girl in front of him was so surprised. He handed over a martial arts card and said: "Leap to challenge a first-level warrior, bet 10,000!"
"Okay sir, let's do a strength test first." Chen Xiaoke said.
"81 meridians turned red? Body cultivation to the eighth level?"
The human body meridian diagram displayed on the computer surprised Chen Xiaoke. Did he break through the eighth level of physical cultivation overnight?
"What's wrong?"
Lin Feng asked. He felt that the cute-looking counter girl in front of him was a bit mysterious.
"nothing."
Chen Xiaoke shook his head, looked around, and whispered: "There are many first-level warriors with good records registering today. You should be careful."
"Thank you!" Lin Feng nodded and expressed his gratitude.
"Come on! I'm optimistic about you!" Chen Xiaoke clenched his fists and encouraged.
"Um!"
Lin Feng nodded. After he left, Chen Xiaoke quickly took out his mobile phone, logged into his warrior forum account, and posted a message: "According to reliable information, the strongest high school student in history has broken through the eighth level of physical training."
"I'm coming!"
In the martial arts hall, when the name "High School Students Beat up Martial Artists" appeared on the big screen, the impatient audience suddenly became excited.
At the same time, the huge screen above the central arena captured the figure of a young man.
Under the gaze of all the spectators, Lin Fengzheng walked slowly over. He had a cold look on his face, wearing a white T-shirt and black trousers. He was dressed very simply, but the white 'battle suit' was familiar to everyone.
At this time, the camera also showed a close-up, and the four characters "recruiting advertising space" caused a burst of laughter.
Although I had seen the pictures on the forum, I still couldn’t help but laugh out loud when I watched them live.
This is the first time I have seen such an elegant and refined way of attracting investment.
"Haha, you made me laugh so hard. This guy is really a talent."
"It's just sensationalizing. I'm curious how he will end up if he loses?"
Most of the audience looked at Lin Feng with amusement and ridicule, as if they were looking at a clown.
But soon, the laughter became much smaller.
Faced with their ridicule, the young man remained calm and calm, and even the rhythm of his footsteps did not change at all.
That calm and gentle posture doesn’t look like a disguise!
Is this ability that a high school student possesses, despite being overwhelmed by the mountains and remaining calm?
Many people's laughter began to subside. No matter how much they disliked it, they had to admit that at this moment, this kid was indeed a bit handsome!
"Come on Lin Feng!!!"
Suddenly, there was a cheering sound from the crowd, and the camera instantly captured the direction of the sound.
They were a group of fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys and girls who were obviously junior high school students. They shouted excitedly and when the camera caught them, they quickly raised their hands and held a poster high.
On the poster, a handsome young man stood quietly on the ring, with a cold expression but a hint of domineering.
