CHAPTER 37: CHAPTER 31: FRENZY

The fact that it can be broadcast on the central screen indicates a comprehensive increase in attention.

Many spectators in the lower ordinary seats and the elevated second floor were initially not interested in battles at the Body Cultivation Realm. After all, they were only interested in battles between Martial Artists.

The battles at the Body Cultivation Realm merely reflect the strength of Fighting Techniques. Opponents of the same level do not differ much, while battles between Martial Artists showcase various impressive, even rare, Martial Skills, making the visual effects naturally more spectacular.

However, when they saw the arrogant name "High School Student Beats Martial Artist" on the screen, they couldn’t help but take a few more glances.

Thereafter, they were attracted by Lin Feng’s exaggerated white shirt, especially as the camera gave a close-up, making it even more eye-catching. Plus, the exceptional strength of both opponents declared how extraordinary this arena was.

As a result, many couldn’t help but inquire with those beside them, leading more and more spectators to shift their gaze.

After all, while exciting competitions are common, such a presumptuous high school student is rare.

"Second Gao, go! Knock him down."

"Make me lose so much money, kill him for me!"

"Gao Tong, if you win that kid, I’ll be yours today."

"Young man, go for it! I have faith in you!"

Quite a few spectators shouted loudly, with gamblers who lost all their money placing their hopes on this match. Among them were quite a few female spectators, indicating that Gao Tong was somewhat famous in the Martial Arts Dojo.

At this time, there were also quite a few supporters of Lin Feng, with eight battles having gained him a small fan base.

"Gao Tong, 39 years old, 61 battles, with a record of 57 wins and 4 losses."

Looking at the data displayed on the big screen above the arena, Lin Feng remained calm.

Being 39 and still at the Ninth Rank of Body Cultivation has two reasons: first is the lack of resources, and second is due to poor talent in Martial Arts.

But this also indicates that this person is just a step away from being a Martial Artist, and his internal meridians have likely condensed to an extreme state.

Unable to break through to Martial Artist, Gao Tong could only refine his Fighting Skills, and his extraordinarily high win rate proved that his strength was not to be underestimated. His tall, muscular build, standing over 1.8 meters, likely has few opponents in the Body Cultivation Realm.

No wonder his betting odds soared directly to 1 to 6.7, the highest in his history.

"Kid, I have to admit you have some strength, but compared to me, you’re far behind."

Gao Tong, bare-chested, flaunted his explosively muscular physique with a few bodybuilding poses, causing some wealthy women to scream. To this, Lin Feng could only express speechlessness.

Is he here to sell his body?

Or is this your profession?

...

In the audience, Zhou Fu sat in the VIP area, chatting leisurely with friends while drinking, and at this time, he looked curiously at Lin Feng’s white shirt.

"Ad space available, such confidence?"

Zhou Fu is a businessman, a local businessman from Jiang City, running a catering business. He has opened over 40 large restaurants in Jiang City, considered a chain brand. Even though the food tastes good and has been featured on many food programs, it has never achieved much fame.

To make a name and expand influence, he has always wanted a star to endorse his restaurants over the years.

In today’s society, actors and singers are mere distractions; the only true stars are Glory Players.

The Battle of Glory is the world’s most watched event, even affecting the rise or fall of nations. Every powerful Glory Player is an advertiser’s favorite.

Gao Fu naturally also hoped for a Glory Player to endorse his family’s restaurant, but he looked down on those ordinary teams with no fame. Big-named ones require advertising fees ranging from tens of millions to hundreds of millions, which clearly exceeded his financial capacity.

As for those top family team members, even with money, they wouldn’t consider him.

Those team members are the cash cows of clubs, with high endorsement fees and strict brand requirements. He simply doesn’t qualify.

When he first saw Lin Feng’s advertisement, he was somewhat curious.

Because of the arrogant name, he had noticed Lin Feng from the start, initially thinking it was just a high school student’s ploy for attention. However, with the record of eight consecutive victories, he adjusted his posture.

Ad space, which is essentially an endorsement, is not uncommon in Martial Arts Dojos.

There are various TV commercials, and massive posters of Glory Players adorn every street in Jiang City, but those are real big stars with millions or even tens of millions of fans.

In the Martial Arts Dojo, endorsements naturally can’t compare, but even so, achieving this is rare.

Moreover, it happens only after gaining fame, with companies recognizing them and signing a contract. Zhou Fu had never seen someone write "Ad space available" in large characters directly on their clothes to recruit advertisers.

He had to admit, even for him, having seen it all, the first sight was shocking.

This operation actually existed?

Regarding the name "High School Student Beats Martial Artist," and the "Ad space available" on the shirt, as well as the random mode challenge, Zhou Fu sees it as merely attracting attention, mainly to sell advertising space.

However, in his view, even if Lin Feng has won eight rounds, even eighteen rounds, his ad space would be hard to sell.

Although Zhou Fu lacks talent, with only Fifth Rank Body Cultivation skills, he loves watching matches at the Martial Arts Dojo.

Therefore, he knows that in the Martial Arts Dojo, even if you are strong and have a good record, without popularity and appeal, you can’t attract fans, thus cannot convert it into a traffic economy.

It can be said that even at Thunder Martial Arts Dojo, few players have the qualification for endorsements, mostly cultivated by the dojo itself.

And those individuals have a minimum strength of Martial Artist level, having acquired a certain fan base over many years, able to generate fan effects, providing endorsement benefits for other companies.

"Zhou Fu, what do you think? Though this youngster is a bit arrogant, he is quite handsome, which is an advantage. Haven’t you always been looking for a celebrity to endorse you?" A friend beside him teased, with some mockery in his tone.

"Hehe, don’t underestimate this high school student; 16 years old, reaching this level in the third year of high school is not easy," Zhou Fu replied with a smile.

"That is true, high school students these days are unexpectedly strong, able to challenge higher ranks." A friend agreed.

High school students generally lack combat experience, and Lin Feng’s ability to defeat veterans who have been mixing in the martial arts dojo for years surprised many people and silenced their jeers.

"The buzz is quite good, but it’s a pity!"

Zhou Fu observed the surrounding audience. It was nearly four o’clock, a time when most people are at work, which made the martial arts dojo appear somewhat deserted. It would be much more lively in the evening.

At the moment, the dojo had about forty to fifty thousand spectators, more than half of whom were focused on this match. Such attention is rare, only famous team players might generate such buzz, but it’s a pity that it cannot be sustained.

As soon as one match is lost, no one will pay attention to this arrogant high school student.

...

"It’s time to show real skill."

Gazing at Gao Tong on the opposite side, Lin Feng’s eyes were calm. Facing the Ninth Rank Body Cultivator Gao Tong, he no longer needed to hold back.

The previous eight matches were just for earning some stakes, but now is the time to truly showcase his strength.

Swish!

After the match was announced, Lin Feng lightly tapped his toes on the ground, his entire body charging toward Gao Tong like a bolt of lightning.

"Kid, you’re still too green."

Gao Tong stood still, making no movements, with a look of disdain. Although Lin Feng had achieved eight consecutive victories, his strongest opponent was merely an Eighth Rank Body Cultivator.

He was a Ninth Rank Body Cultivator, just one step away from becoming a Martial Artist, and currently at his peak, his power and strength were far superior to Lin Feng, nothing to fear.

"Boom!"

Gao Tong raised his right palm, easily blocking Lin Feng’s whip leg. As expected, the power wasn’t strong. Just as he was about to mock Lin Feng, his expression suddenly changed.

"Damn it."

"No way!"

In the stands, the previously casual spectators suddenly stood up, faces filled with shock.

On the stage, the strong Gao Tong was now holding his head with both hands, constantly dodging. In front of him, that high school student was swinging his fists, one punch after another. Meanwhile, his entire body: hands, arms, legs, elbows, anything that could attack, all turned into weapons of assault, not only ferocious and violent but also extremely fast.

Although the attacks weren’t wide in scale, there was no pause at all, the moves were clean and swift, fast like lightning.

"Hmm..."

Gao Tong grunted, eyes filled with trepidation. At this moment, he even had no ability to counterattack.

Trapped in a storm of attacks from the start, he was like a punching bag, constantly being hit. He couldn’t easily remove his hands to counterattack because the attacks were too brutal.

The audience was now somewhat silent.

Everyone was stunned at this scene, a Ninth Rank Body Cultivator, a robust middle-aged man was being so brutally oppressed, without the slightest ability to resist.

If not for the overly exaggerated attacks of that high school student, they would have thought it was a fake match.

"Boom!"

With a loud crash, Gao Tong fell to the ground and couldn’t get up, the fight was over!

At that moment, the people still hadn’t reacted.

After a moment of silence, there was an uproar of noise, discussions, and even curses.

"So strong! So incredibly strong!"

On the high platform, Zhou Fu couldn’t help but stand up, his whole body trembling slightly. Although it was just a fight in the Body Cultivation Realm, it gave him a blood boiling feeling.

Domination!

Total domination!

That Gao Tong had no ability to resist at all, this wasn’t even a duel anymore, it was outright slaughter.

"Could he really beat a Martial Artist?"

At this time, a thought couldn’t help but pop into Zhou Fu’s mind!

The gap between the Body Cultivation Realm and a Martial Artist is like a chasm, insurmountable. But if it’s truly accomplished, the sensation it would cause is imaginable.

Attention means popularity, and now the boy’s white shirt didn’t seem so ridiculous anymore.

Moreover, having such strength also proves the potential of high school students, he must have attracted a lot of attention by now.

"Not good!"

He noticed that even the person in charge of Thunder Martial Arts Dojo was in the audience, had they also noticed this boy?

"Zhou Fu, where are you going?"

"Talk later when I return."

Zhou Fu ignored his friend’s inquiry and quickly walked towards the counter not far away.

The screen on the stage only showed the contestant’s name, age, strength, and record, but he needed to know more.

If possible, he wanted to sign this boy.