CHAPTER 46: CHAPTER 40: SOUTH YEQIU, NORTH LINFENG

After lunch, Lin Feng and the other two rested for a bit before heading out the door.

As soon as they stepped out of the dark stairwell, the air felt somewhat hot.

"It’s so hot!" Gao Hai complained.

Being overweight, Gao Hai feared the heat the most. In this kind of weather, his clothes would soon be soaked with sweat.

"Haha, do you want to bring an umbrella?" Yang Fan joked.

Gao Hai shot a glance at Yang Fan and disdainfully said, "No sun, why carry an umbrella?"

Yang Fan looked around and said nothing.

With the proximity between buildings in Shore District, you had to find a special spot to bask in the sun because of the sun’s obstruction, leading many to wander around the area.

Many people gathered in the open area chatting and playing chess, and when they saw Lin Feng passing by, they became a bit excited and hurried over.

"Xiaofeng, why aren’t you going to school today?"

"Are you heading to Thunder Martial Arts Dojo?"

"When is the competition? I don’t have work today because the company is on holiday; I’ll cheer for you." The neighbors were very enthusiastic.

Yesterday, due to the Awakening Day failure and Song of Solomon moving away, the neighbors were hesitant to greet him, looking at him with pity and regret.

But overnight, that regret vanished, replaced by surprise and excitement.

Clearly, the matter of the martial artist forum had already spread throughout the neighborhood.

"Xiaofeng, is there a competition at the martial arts dojo today?" an elderly man asked, fanning himself with a fan.

"I’ve always had high hopes for you since you were little. Do well in the competition today, make our neighborhood proud."

"Xiaofeng, is what they’re saying on the forum true? Did you really hide your talent for Song of Solomon?" A lady carrying a child asked gossipy.

"Xiaofeng, can you really sell the ad space on your shirt?"

"Maybe you could sell it for tens of thousands, don’t sell it for less than a hundred thousand." Everyone was discussing and giving their opinions.

Lin Feng smiled but didn’t directly answer.

Although the residents of Shore District were poor, compared to those living in the Inner City, they were more united and friendly. If someone really achieved something, they would feel proud and boastful.

"Yeah, it’s definitely true, no doubt about it!" Gao Hai patted his chest, looking proud.

"This afternoon, at the Thunder Martial Arts Dojo in the south district, if you have time, come watch as my Brother Feng shows his prowess."

Amidst cheers, the three finally managed to escape the enthusiastic neighbors. Although it originally only took ten minutes to walk out of the neighborhood, they took a full half-hour.

Just as Lin Feng stepped out of the neighborhood, the Thunder Martial Arts Dojo, far away in the Inner City, was already bustling.

At this moment, it was one in the afternoon, a time for lunch and rest.

Usually, this was the quietest time at the dojo, but now, with a seating capacity of two hundred thousand, nearly half was already filled.

These spectators weren’t too focused on the competition; instead, they were loudly chatting amongst themselves, discussing "high school student" topics.

Many were still browsing their phones, checking the martial artist forum.

Currently, the forum post "High School Student Beats Martial Artist" had soared to number one, with many Jiang City news channels beginning to report on it.

Some netizens even posted using the regions where the two lived as the title: "South Yeqiu, North Linfeng," to attract attention.

No matter how many netizens were doubtful or disdainful, there’s no denying that Lin Feng had become famous.

His fame caught everyone by surprise.

Many spent a hundred new coins on tickets to visit Thunder Martial Arts Dojo, not to watch the competition, but to see the so-called "most arrogant high school student in history."

Aside from these ordinary spectators, there were occasionally well-dressed, distinguished-looking men and women heading towards the VIP area.

"Seems like it’s Thunder Club’s upper management?"

Many spectators recognized the identities of these prominent figures.

Not only that, but even leaders from elite clubs like Ju Xing, Wind-Grabbing, and AK showed up, along with familiar faces from many martial arts halls who gathered and chatted.

"Didn’t expect the attraction of that high school kid to be so strong."

The spectators exchanged glances, seeing surprise in each other’s eyes.

Besides these clubs and martial arts hall leaders, many media outlets were present, casually filming in the press area, seemingly in search of a target.

"Did these guys almost all come?"

In the VIP seats, Zhang Ling, the head of Jiang City’s branch of Juxing Club, looked around, her expression showing a hint of surprise.

Around her, she recognized almost half of the notable clubs and martial arts halls from Jiang City.

She couldn’t imagine that just two days ago, that failed Awakening Day, that boy she had once scorned brought about such a sensation.

As the head of Juxing Club’s Jiang City branch, Zhang Ling knew that Song of Solomon and Lin Feng had split up. Initially, she nodded in approval since she believed Lin Feng wasn’t a match for Song of Solomon.

Although not at the headquarters, Zhang Ling had learned from colleagues that when Song of Solomon first arrived at the club, the upper management specifically held a meeting to study her future development plan.

This plan was even beyond her expectations!

Undoubtedly, the girl’s future will be very bright.

And Lin Feng’s presence will definitely impact the future development of Song of Solomon.

The breakup between the two of them is considered good news by both her and the club, saving a lot of trouble.

But who would have thought that just one day later, this young man would bring them such a shock.

If what the forum says is true, then "South Ye Qiu, North Lin Feng" is not just a joke.

"Aunt, do you think a high school student is worth all this fuss?" Beside Zhang Ling, a young man said somewhat speechlessly.

The young man was dressed in a black tracksuit, handsome in appearance, but with a slight haughtiness in his expression.

"Weiran, don’t underestimate this high school student. If this Lin Feng really is as the forum says, do you know what that means?" Zhang Ling asked her nephew.

"What does it mean?" Zhang Weiran asked in confusion.

As a fellow senior high school student and a genius, he felt a mixture of disdain and jealousy toward Lin Feng.

Disdain for his strength, jealousy for his popularity.

"It means that all the top-tier clubs, including our Juxing, would offer him an A-grade or even an S-grade contract!" Zhang Ling said.

Zhang Weiran was somewhat shocked, incredulously asking, "Just because of his combat talent?"

Seeing the doubt on her nephew’s face, Zhang Ling smiled, "Don’t underestimate combat talent, it is much rarer than martial arts talent. There are many geniuses, but combat geniuses are very rare."

Speaking of this, Zhang Ling continued, "Your strength is at the Ninth Rank Body Cultivator level, and you’ve refined an Eighth Grade Shadow Leopard. Thanks to my connections, you signed an A-grade contract with Juxing without an evaluation, but this Lin Feng doesn’t need to do the same. As long as he can refine a Fifth Grade Demon Spirit, he can sign an A-grade contract."

Zhang Weiran opened his mouth, seemingly unable to believe it.

A Seventh Rank Body Cultivator with a Fifth Grade Demon Spirit can sign an A-grade contract?

Since when did Juxing’s A-grade contract become so cheap?

Even though Song of Solomon refined the Eighth Grade Enchanting Butterfly, she only signed a B-grade contract.

"No need to be so surprised, or did you think so many people came here just to stroll around?" Zhang Ling pointed around.

Zhang Weiran was very shocked but didn’t doubt his aunt’s words. As the head of the Jiang City branch, Zhang Ling had the authority to offer an A-grade contract.

"Manager Zhang, why are you here too? I thought you Juxing only cared about top-tier geniuses?"

At this moment, a white-haired elder in a Tang suit came to Zhang Ling’s side and said with a smile.

"A high school student at the Seventh Rank Body Cultivator level is worthy of your attention?"

"Elder Jiang, you came as well?" Zhang Ling nodded to the elder and said politely.

"Hehe, the Thunder Martial Arts Dojo hasn’t been this lively for a long time, so I naturally had to join in the fun." The elder known as Elder Jiang laughed.

"That’s right, this is your Thunder Club’s territory. So, are you interested in that high school student too?" Zhang Ling asked in puzzlement.

"Just here to see if the rumors of arrogance are true!" Elder Jiang chuckled lightly.

To this, Zhang Ling smiled slightly, not refuting.

They came here to verify certain things, after all.

Undeniably, the teenager’s combat talent is very strong, even possessing the ability to challenge beyond his rank. But such talents are not unheard of.

Many geniuses with both martial arts talent and combat talent ended up being obscure because of their soul cultivation talent, unable to refine demon spirits or refining low-tier demon spirits. Such examples are not rare, and such geniuses are termed low-efficiency geniuses.

Talents with limited growth potential.

After all, Demon Spirit Masters are a profession superior to Martial Artists.

"Quite a commotion!"

In another VIP section, Zhou Fu looked around at the bustling scene, clicking his tongue in amazement.

How long has it been, and this once obscure young man became a superstar overnight?

"It seems the advertising will have to cost a lot."

Zhou Fu furrowed his brow, eager to get Lin Feng’s advertising!

The more attention, the better for him, but at the same time, the competition grows fiercer.

Zhou Fu had already spotted many familiar businessmen around, many wealthier than him.

He wasn’t sure if he could outcompete the others.

Last night he spent ten thousand coins to get Lin Feng’s profile from Chen Xiaoke.

Who would have thought that the same day, Lin Feng’s post would appear on the forum, shooting to the top of the daily ranking overnight, lighting up the forum.

There was even more detailed information about Lin Feng published. He didn’t care about the money, but with more competitors, his plan might fall through.

As for whether Lin Feng was hiding his talent, he wasn’t very concerned.

Because he knew that if Lin Feng was indeed like Ye Qiu, he would have no qualification to compete for the advertisement.

As a businessman, Zhou Fu wanted to take a gamble.

As time passed, the crowd grew larger and larger. The spectator seats at the martial arts dojo were nearly full. Amidst the discussions and anticipations, three young men finally appeared slowly outside the martial arts dojo.