CHAPTER 38: CHAPTER 32: WHAT A SHAME

At the counter, Zhou Fu looked at the friendly-smiling young lady at the counter and politely said, "Hello, can you check the schedule for ’high school student beats up martial artists’ after today’s matches?"

Chen Xiaoke was full of confusion, although the Martial Arts Dojo had millions of registered members, this name was definitely the one that left a deep impression on her.

How could she forget that handsome yet overconfident high school student who wouldn’t listen to advice?

Three hours ago, it was she who registered the membership card for Lin Feng, she just didn’t understand why this chubby man asked her this way?

Could a high school student have a specific match?

Did he think he was a signed martial artist at the Martial Arts Dojo?

Moreover, what excitement could a high school student’s match bring?

At this moment, Chen Xiaoke was totally bewildered, her delicate and lovely little face clearly showed some confusion. The service inquiry counter was far from the ring, so she had no idea what happened on the ring.

Nor did she know that Lin Feng, whom she looked down upon, had already caused a sensation in the Martial Arts Dojo.

"Sir, hello, this high school student is registering at the Martial Arts Dojo for the first time today and is also participating in a match for the first time, so he doesn’t have a set schedule."

Despite being puzzled, Chen Xiaoke patiently explained due to her good professional ethics.

Zhou Fu naturally knew these things, he said this just to lead to the next topic, so he continued to ask, "Then can you check this high school student’s data for me, I want to learn more about him."

"Sir, sorry, the Martial Arts Dojo has a rule that customers’ information cannot be disclosed."

"Help me out, just a little," Zhou Fu took out a membership card from his hand, with a leather envelope underneath, calmly and quickly put it into the counter, smiled and said, "Just a little help, just a token."

With modern technology being developed, making quick and convenient transfers is possible, but as a businessman, keeping some cash on him is a good habit.

"This..."

The young lady at the counter was startled, after the initial surprise came self-doubt.

She was being bribed!

When did she have the qualification to be bribed?

This was the first time in her three years.

Judging by the thickness of the envelope, there must be ten thousand New Coins in there!

This middle-aged chubby man was quite generous, that was her salary for three months.

Saying she wasn’t tempted was false!

If it was a hundred thousand New Coins, she might hesitate a bit before agreeing, after all, it was just a small favor, but risking being fired for these ten thousand New Coins wasn’t worth it.

The counter young lady at Thunder Martial Arts Dojo, though the salary wasn’t high, was steady and secure, with good working conditions and benefits.

Three years ago, only three people were recruited for this position. Even with high requirements, over ten thousand people applied, and being recruited was like being one in a million, quite difficult. With Thunder Martial Arts Dojo as her backing, even as a counter young lady, not just anyone dared to bully her.

Not only that, even her family’s safety was guaranteed, so Chen Xiaoke cherished this job very much.

"Sir, don’t joke, it’s a rule of the Martial Arts Dojo."

Chen Xiaoke’s small face drooped slightly, she said with a serious tone.

As she spoke, her eyes involuntarily glanced at the surveillance not far away.

"It’s okay, I’ll wait till you get off work and treat you to dinner."

Zhou Fu caught the young lady’s gaze and smiled as he took back the card and envelope, putting them back into his pocket.

In his view, this young lady was evidently a bit timid, waiting for her to get off work and putting the money in front of her directly, he didn’t believe she would not be tempted.

If it didn’t work, just give several tens of thousands more, and it should be settled.

Of course, he could also directly look for Lin Feng, but as a businessman, he hoped to be more prepared, to understand clearly before taking action, best to make a decision on the first meeting with Lin Feng.

Not bargaining for too long was his long-standing business experience.

"Sir, really sorry, it’s the rule, even after working hours, it’s the same result."

There was even a sequel?

He won’t take it even if I don’t want it?

Chen Xiaoke was somewhat tempted, but on the surface, she remained very serious and refused righteously.

"Alright then, I’m leaving!"

Zhou Fu waved his hand, pretending to leave with regret.

Shortly after Zhou Fu left, before Chen Xiaoke could regain her composure, someone else came to inquire about Lin Feng’s situation.

However, this time, they didn’t bribe her, so she decisively and seriously refused.

"I want to see what’s different about you?"

After responding, Chen Xiaoke pulled up Lin Feng’s information from the back office, and soon, Lin Feng’s updated information appeared before her eyes.

"Nine matches, nine victories? Even defeated a Ninth Rank Body Cultivator with such a strong record as Gao Tong."

At this moment, Chen Xiaoke finally understood why so many people came to inquire about Lin Feng.

"180,000?"

Chen Xiaoke’s small mouth slightly opened, evidently startled, the eight hundred bet Lin Feng placed had already risen to 180,000.

This was still because Lin Feng’s authority was too low, with only a maximum bet limit of ten thousand, otherwise, it was feared it would soar to a million.

Even at 180,000, it’s money she couldn’t earn in years!

And a high school student earned it in less than an afternoon.

Chen Xiaoke was in shock, unable to recover for a long time.

.....

In a simply yet elegantly decorated room in the Martial Arts Dojo, seven figures were watching the holographic projection on the wall.

"What do you all think?"

The speaker was a middle-aged man, who was the deputy director of Thunder Martial Arts Dojo, Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan was a Seventh Grade Martial Artist, who had refined a Fifth Grade Tearing Mad Wolf. As a Demon Spirit Master, his strength was formidable. Originally, he wasn’t at the dojo, but when his subordinates called saying they found a good seedling, he hurriedly returned to the dojo.

He was curious about how a high school student could cause such a sensation in the Martial Arts Dojo.

"Being at the Seventh Rank of Body Cultivation in senior high is quite impressive. Judging from the address in his identity information, it’s clear he’s not from a prominent family and doesn’t have a lot of resources for cultivation, so his martial talent should be considered excellent. However, he didn’t refine a Demon Spirit on Awakening Day yesterday, lacking the talent to become a Demon Spirit Master," a woman said blandly.

"Unable to become a Demon Spirit Master, he’s destined to have no value for cultivation. At the Body Cultivation Realm, he might be the strongest, but upon becoming a Martial Artist and facing a Demon Spirit Master, no matter how strong his fighting technique is, it becomes worthless."

"What a pity, if only he could become a Demon Spirit Master, even with a Middle Grade Demon Spirit, he could definitely be recommended to the club with his skills."

"Indeed, at least a B-level contract," several people expressed regret.

As the upper echelon of Thunder Martial Arts Dojo, when they mentioned the club, they naturally meant Thunder Club.

Thunder Martial Arts Dojo, as an industry of Thunder Club, had a duty to recommend promising seedlings to the club.

As long as a member showed martial talent and went through their evaluation, if qualified and the member agreed, the dojo would recommend to the club, a B-level contract, which wasn’t considered low; this contract was of the same level as signing with Ju Xing at the Song of Solomon.

Lin Feng’s fighting technique surprised everyone. Those clean and neat actions, though simple, carried a sense of beauty.

Not flashy, simple yet effective, it already far exceeded the standard of a Fighting Skill, resembling a Killing Skill.

Killing Skills are skills that might only be mastered through countless life-and-death struggles.

For a high school student who hadn’t experienced war or demon beast hunting to achieve this, it was truly incredible.

One must know that Lin Feng was only sixteen, such strong combat talent was extremely rare.

In the Body Cultivation Realm, Lin Feng would be hard-pressed to find an opponent.

"It’s a pity, truly a pity."

Lin Xuan watched Lin Feng’s movements on the screen, and even he felt it was a pity.

This kind of combat talent had far surpassed the standard for high school and college students, so much so that many martial artists didn’t have such skills.

This also showed how exceptionally gifted Lin Feng was in the area of combat talent.

Talents he had seen plenty of, various martial talents were exceptional, even geniuses who refined Demon Spirits from the Earth Chart he had encountered, but he had never seen a high school student with such possessive combat talent.

It was unfortunate he didn’t have the talent to become a Demon Spirit Master. If he did, and selected a full attack type Demon Spirit to complement that combat talent, it would simply be a nightmare for his enemies.

"What a pity."

A long sigh filled with endless regret.

.....

On the ring, Lin Feng was the focus of everyone’s attention.

"Damn kid, how dare you trick us, you made me lose ninety thousand New Coins."

"High school student, come on, I still bet on you to win."

"Kid, I’m going to beat you up."

The spectators couldn’t help shouting loudly, this time there were even more curses.

Even the Ninth Rank Body Cultivator Gao Tong got ruthlessly beaten, yet he fought for dozens of rounds with an Eighth Rank opponent. By now, even the daftest person realized Lin Feng had been pretending to be weak to exploit the strong.

"Stop."

During the rest period, Lin Feng raised his hand to signal the referee to stop further challenges.

At this time, he was a bit physically exhausted, encountering a Body Cultivation Realm didn’t matter, but if unlucky enough to meet a First Grade Martial Artist, that would be dangerous.

So this time he didn’t plan to continue challenging.

By now he had already caused a sensation, doing enough was necessary to maximize the advertisement effect.

"I’ll come again tomorrow night to directly challenge a First Grade Martial Artist."

Lin Feng stood at the center of the ring, speaking in a cold tone, raising his hand slightly, his figure slowly disappeared with the descent of the ring, leaving behind a wave of sound.