Chapter 43： joke

Nearly 200,000 spectators looked at the figure lying on the ground dumbfounded. Apart from the sound of inhaling cold breath, the huge martial arts hall was strangely quiet for a while.

Everyone looked at each other, their faces full of disbelief.

High school students really beat the martial artist?

Isn't this a movie being made?

Even the professional commentary invited by Thunder Budokan was stunned at this time. He has commented on hundreds of games, and he is not as shocked as he is today.

"Wow!"

Even those little fans of Lin Feng screamed in exclamation, their mouths opened wide in surprise.

They came from different schools and from different places to organize together, skipping classes and braving the scorching sun to come to the Thunder Budokan to cheer for Lin Feng!

But in their minds, they don't think that Lin Feng will win this game of disparity in strength. They want to see their idols for encouragement.

Even their fans are so surprised, let alone those who were not optimistic about Lin Feng.

Some gamblers looked at the dazzling record of ten victories on the big screen, with a look of despair.

Yesterday, many of these gamblers would defeat Lin Feng, and the result was a nine-game losing streak. Today, although the odds are so low that they are pitiful, many people are based on the principle of making steady profits and not losing, and if you have money, you won’t make a profit. I placed a bet again, no one would have thought that the reality would be so tragic.

"Damn it, trash, what a trash."

"Why don't you die and be beaten up by a high school student."

"Chen Xu doesn't hurry up and roll down, why are you still lying there, washing the floor?"

Many gamblers could not control their emotions and yelled loudly, and even threw water bottles. The scene was a bit chaotic for a while.

And Chen Xu, who collapsed to the ground, had a pale face. At this moment, he just wanted to dig a hole to bury himself...

"You really won!"

In the VIP seat, Zhang Ling's face was surprised and solemn.

In her heart, although she had a high evaluation of Lin Feng, this kind of height was far from comparable to Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu, who cultivated nine levels of body training, was ranked among the thorny dragons. He was recognized as a peerless genius, rare to see in ten years.

Even an S-level club like the Thunder Club is willing to risk the team's turmoil or even stop training for him and also sign a contract with it.

‘Southern autumn leaves, northern forest breeze! ’

This statement, in her opinion, is actually a joke.

All this is just hype in forums and media. It is some nasty netizens that make Lin Feng so popular.

As a member of the Wuzhe forum, Zhang Ling naturally read the posts on the forum.

On the Wuzhe forum, someone announced Lin Feng's transcript of his senior year in high school, one of which was just half a month ago.

In that report card, Lin Feng's physical and cultural achievements were nothing special, but his actual performance was only 150 points.

For high school students, the actual score of 150 points is actually high, but for Lin Feng, this score is definitely very low.

You must know that Lin Feng can leapfrog the challenge and directly beat the 9th-duan man, his actual combat score is at least 195 points, even if he is a perfect score, Zhang Ling will not be surprised.

That is, Lin Feng did hide his actual combat performance.

It was this transcript that made her believe that Lin Feng deliberately hid his strength in order to go to the same university as Yage.

Although this kind of story is terribly **** and extremely secondary, it is not impossible for a pair of childhood sweethearts to grow up together, and it is not impossible for young people who are in love to do all the absurd things for love.

However, in Zhang Ling's view, this is limited to martial arts talent!

Regarding the forum, Lin Feng, who could refine the ninth-rank Zilin, gave up, but she didn't believe much about the demon spirit who wanted to refine the ground list.

Refining demon spirits by warriors is not unchangeable. Many warriors can replace them if they encounter stronger and more suitable demon spirits after they become stronger.

That is to expel the original demon spirit from the body and refining the new demon spirit.

The demon spirit expelled from the body cannot be refined by other people again, and will soon be wiped out.

While refining a demon spirit needs to consume a large amount of soul power in the dantian, this kind of soul power recovery generally takes about a year, that is, after refining a demon spirit, even if it is replaced, it requires a buffer period of at least one year. In addition, there are some dangers and sequelae.

She didn't meet the demon spirit she wanted and chose to give up on the day of awakening. This situation was not impossible, and she had even heard a lot of it.

But those people are all the children of the Glory Clan or the big consortium. They have demon spirits prepared by their elders. The purpose of participating in the Day of Awakening is to have one more choice.

What they want to refine is those rare 9th-rank demon spirits and even the demon spirits of the ground list. If they are unlucky and cannot find a suitable one, they will not make do with it at will, but will simply give up.

It takes a lot of soul power to refining a demon spirit, and it takes up to a year to restore the soul power, and they can't afford to waste it.

They had demon spirits carefully prepared by their elders as alternatives, but Lin Feng did not.

Lin Feng lives in the Anbian community. How could a person who lives in the Anbian community have such a demon spirit who is emboldened to give up the 9th rank.

Even among the ninth ranks, it is also a high-level Zilin.

Is it really for love?

Do you even care about your future for love?

Zhang Ling doesn't believe there is such a stupid person in the world.

It is precisely because of this that she suspects that Lin Feng has the talent to become a demon spiritist.

His purpose is probably to recruit advertising space and make a fortune.

At this moment, Zhang Ling was still skeptical, but facing Lin Feng, who had such a talent for fighting, this suspicion was deeply buried by her.

The boy at this time has already attracted her attention.

If he has the talent to become a demon spiritist and can refine a demon spirit of rank 5 or higher, Lin Feng's value is really comparable to Ye Qiu's.

"Is the investigation clear? Go ahead!"

"Hurry up and confirm. If you really have the talent for soul repair, sign with him immediately, what is the A-level contract, the S-level..."

The vague discussion from the side attracted Zhang Ling's attention, and she turned and looked at it.

Many people were talking quietly. One of them was a thin middle-aged man. That was the person in charge of the Jiangcheng branch of the wind-picking club. She was also the person in charge of the S-level club in Jiangcheng, and she was naturally no stranger.

In the VIP seats, it is obvious that there are not a few people who have the same ideas as her. Many people started to call, and some people hurriedly left the seats and walked out of the VIP room.

"Old Jiang, where are you going?"

Even Elder Jiang from the Thunder Club stood up next to her seat and prepared to leave.

"Hehe, I drank too much water just now, I have to go to the toilet."

Old Jiang paused, turned around and smiled slightly.

Although he was smiling, Old Jiang was very anxious at this time. He naturally wanted to confirm whether Lin Feng had the talent to become a demon spiritist, and he was afraid that he would be snatched away in advance.

Yesterday he didn't get Ye Qiu, he felt extremely sorry, even because of the club's promise and conditions to Ye Qiu, the club team members are now very emotional after learning about it, and almost stopped training, which brought a very bad impact on the team.

If there is another talent that might be comparable to the Lin Feng of Ye Qiu, he doesn't want to miss it again.

Although very anxious, after hearing Zhang Ling's doubts, Mr. Jiang couldn't leave immediately, and he had to show a calm and breezy appearance.

After all, among many clubs, Stars is the most threatening.

"Believe you a ghost!"

Zhang Ling cursed secretly in her heart, and then smiled: "Just so, let's go together, I am also going to go to the bathroom."

She didn't want to let Lin Feng and Thunder come into contact first. Yesterday, Thunder's courage and determination had left a deep impression on her, and she had to guard against it!

"Then go together."

Old Jiang laughed, cursing in his heart.

.......

In the audience, Chen Hao's parents were also shocked.

Yesterday's family gathering made their family lose face. As a successful person in the eyes of relatives, Chen's father has always been a lofty position in the family and has never been so embarrassed.

The sentence: "Usually eat too lightly, I am not used to eating oily." I am afraid that it will become a laughing stock for relatives for a long time to chat.

And all this is because of Lin Kerou's younger brother.

And that young man stood in the box, facing the doubts and disdain of all of them, with a calm but arrogant expression on his face: "Just rely on my name as Lin Feng, Jiang Xin No. 1 Middle School Grade 37." Let them be lost. The face also made them very curious.

What qualifications does a high school student living in the shore community have to say such arrogant words?

With disdainful thoughts, they searched the Internet for ‘Lin Fengjiang Xin No. 1 High School Class 37’.

Naturally, the posts on the martial arts forum first appeared in front of the husband and wife, and many relatives even called to inform them about the martial arts forum.

With a mixed mood, they came to the Thunder Martial Arts Hall.

At this moment, they finally understood why the teenager had the courage to say something like: "Chen Hao's family can't afford it".

The talent he displayed proves to everyone that even if he is a humble young man, even if he is not strong, no one can underestimate him.

"At that time, you shouldn't have said that to Ke Rou!" Father Chen sighed, feeling regretful.

Mother Chen's face was ugly, and she regretted it at this time, but she didn't want to admit it, so she could only snorted: "What about the talents in combat? There is no future if you can't refine the demon spirit."

Father Chen was speechless for a moment, he did not explain, nor did he want to explain to his innocent wife.

This kind of combat talent, even if it can't refine the demon spirits and won't be favored by the Glory Club, there will still be many martial arts schools willing to cultivate Lin Feng.

Although the demon spirit master is superior to the warrior, the powerful warrior is far from their businessmen.

His income of several million a year is not even as good as some high-level warriors hunting in another world.

Not only income, but the social status of warriors is also much higher than them.

If Lin Feng really grows up, there are even many privileges that can be directed at them.

If Lin Feng really wants to become a demon spiritist, that arrogant statement yesterday will also be completely fulfilled.

His family really can't afford it.

His confidence, his millions of income that year, is a joke in front of professional glorious players.