Chapter 30： Provoke the audience

"No, really a high school student?"

"I'm about to take the college entrance examination and I'm not studying at school. Why are you here?"

"Haha, I really laughed at me."

"Recruiting advertising space, this is sponsoring, does this kid think he is a member of the Thunder team? I am crazy about money."

"Boy, go down quickly, or don't cry when your leg is broken!"

After Lin Feng came on the court, the funny white shirt attracted a lot of attention, and various mocking boos roared.

Regarding this, Lin Feng remained silent, even the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing an arc of disdain, and he extended his index finger to the area with the loudest noise off the court and shook it gently!

Obviously, he is provoking the audience.

It is not common for players to provoke the audience, because when Lin Feng’s provocative actions came out, they were exchanged for crazier ridicule and booing, and even mixed with various unfriendly curses. The noisy voice made far away. Those who watched other games frowned slightly and turned their gazes.

There are more than one hundred arenas in the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, and almost everyone is using them in battle. For the audience, it is impossible to watch every arena. They will choose to watch with their own strength or the most exciting battle.

These audiences are mainly concentrated in the five arenas in the central area. The position of Lin Feng's arena is not very good. In the most remote corners, this is also because of his poor record. There are almost no audiences around. Many people are attracted by curiosity.

"It looks good."

Lin Feng started to warm up, constantly waving his fists and kicks, and his direction was facing the audience with the loudest boo. From the outside, it seemed that he was attacking them. It was obvious that this was another provocation.

Otherwise, there are regulations and security, I'm afraid some grumpy audience will rush to the ring.

"Ha ha."

Looking at the frenzied audience, Lin Feng laughed. The fiercer the enemy's artillery fire, the more satisfied he was. No one paid attention. How could he attract business?

He didn't come to the Thunder Budokan to make a bet on the ring. His 800 yuan bet can only make a small amount of money, and it is a one-off. He wants to sell it as an advertising space!

Therefore, the more people pay attention, the higher the price of advertising costs. This is also the main reason why he uses the arrogant name of "high school student violently beats warrior".

"Boy, you are too arrogant."

With a joking sound, a young man in a black martial arts uniform, about twenty years old, appeared on the opposite side of the ring.

At this time, the screen on the ring also showed the information of both parties.

[Wang Jiehui, 20 years old, physical training in eight stages, 17 battles, 9 wins, 7 losses, 1 tie]

[Lin Feng, 16 years old, physical training 7 stages, 0 battles, 0 wins, 0 losses, 0 draws]

"Is it a mistake?"

Many people have doubts on their faces as to how to match the 7th dan body training to their opponents for the 8th dan body training, not to mention the fact that the record is still so different.

Shouldn't a rookie be a rookie?

"Fuck, you guys pay attention, this high school student chose random mode, this kid is as arrogant as his name."

It soon became clear that only random mode would be the case.

Amidst all kinds of disdainful boos, everyone quickly took out their phones and started placing bets. Soon, the odds on the big screen began to change.

"1 to 2.7, two thousand less."

Lin Feng looked at his odds on the screen and nodded in satisfaction. He paid 800 yuan to himself. If he wins, he can get around two thousand, the odds are pretty good.

As the five-minute betting time ended, a red lightning flashed on the screen, and the battle began.

"Boy, go back to school obediently, the society is not so messy."

Wang Jiehui smiled, and there was no other nonsense. He strode forward, swaying from side to side, and constantly changing. When approaching Lin Feng, he swiveled and his arms were as straight as a knife. He struck an arc and attacked Lin Feng’s head. Whistling sound.

As if there was no way to escape, Lin Feng raised his hands to protect his head, only hearing a muffled sound, his figure couldn't help taking three steps back. Before he could stand firm, Wang Jiehui had already rushed in front of him, swiftly like a cheetah.

Huh huh!

The speed of the hand knife was too fast, and it made a slightly harsh violent scream when pressed against the air.

Lin Feng dodged with difficulty, but he could only evade with his arms, and his figure kept moving backwards.

"Go down."

Seeing Lin Feng being forced to the corner of the ring, Wang Jiehui smiled triumphantly at the corner of his mouth. At this moment, Lin Feng, who was in a weak position, stopped abruptly, his body swayed, like catkins in the wind dodge the attack, and his whole body had a bone. Big distortion, the whole person is like a tight steel wire, bursting out in an instant!

Bang!

Without a trace of defense, Wang Jiehui was directly knocked off the ring. Although he was not injured, he still looked dazed, as if he could not accept reality.

"No, I'm about to win, I can't even beat a high school student."

"It's a loss, it's a loss, I'm 10,000 yuan."

"Hehe, I made more than three thousand yuan, I said that this kid dares to be so arrogant, he must have the confidence, I am really smart."

Some people are happy and some are worried, and those who lose are obviously unconvinced and curse.

"I don't want to either!"

Wang Jiehui, who was kicked out of the field, looked depressed!

He felt that from the beginning, he still had the advantage. Although Lin Feng's fighting skills were better than him, his strength and speed were far less than him. Lin Feng fell into a disadvantage, how could he be defeated?

"It must be too underestimated. It's a pity."

Faceless, he lowered his head and walked out of the court, not daring to say anything.

At this time, Lin Feng's record broke through 0 for the first time.

"Why can't this kid go on?"

Some people said curiously, because they Lin Feng was still standing on the ring, moving his 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 that the screen matched the opponent again, they realized that Lin Feng was ready to continue fighting, and now many people who were not convinced became excited.

From their point of view, after fighting for so long, Lin Feng's physical strength has dropped significantly. In addition, the opponent who matched this time is also in eight stages, and his record is as high as 25 wins and 7 losses. Lin Feng is determined to lose.

Because of Lin Feng's disapproval, this time Lin Feng's odds are as high as 1:4.2.

"Haha, made money."

In the audience, Gao Hai shouted excitedly: "Come on."

Only he knows Lin Feng's strength, and he is not Lin Feng's opponent when he cultivates 9th dan, let alone cultivates 8th dan!

Sure enough, the battle was as Gao Hai predicted. After dozens of rounds, Lin Feng kicked his opponent out of the field with a whip.

After five minutes, the system began to match the opponent.

After five minutes, the system began to match the opponent.

......

"I don't believe in evil anymore, this kid is so strong."

"After five battles, just rested for ten minutes and then recovered?"

"You said, did this high school student deliberately pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?"

With people's discussion, Lin Feng's battle continued, and in eight uninterrupted games, Lin Feng won the whole game. By this time, people were already going crazy.

Many people blush with a thick neck after losing.

"Eight rounds, there are almost 160,000 in hand."

Lin Feng sighed in his heart.

At this time, the originally remote arena was covered by spectators, and many people stood directly under the arena to watch the game.

Even the staff at the Budokan were alarmed and directly moved Lin Feng's game 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 famous in the Thunder Martial Arts Hall. Many audiences shouted: "Old Gao Two, teach him a lesson!"

At this time, Lin Feng's odds soared to 1 to 6.7, which made Lin Feng smile more happily.

The weird smile gave the audience a bad feeling.