Global Demon Transformation

"No way, is he really a high school student?"

"The college entrance examination is coming soon, why don't you study at school, why come here?"

"Haha, I really laughed to death."

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

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

After Lin Feng came on stage, that funny white shirt attracted a lot of people's attention, and all kinds of jokes and taunts roared to him.

Regarding this, Lin Feng remained calm, and even raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a slight arc of disdain, and stretched out his index finger to the loudest area off the field, shaking it gently!

Clearly, he was provoking the audience.

It is not common for contestants to provoke the audience, because once Lin Feng's provocative actions, in exchange for more crazy ridicule and boos, even mixed with all kinds of unfriendly curses, the noisy voice made everyone far away. People watching other games frowned slightly and turned their eyes away.

There are more than one hundred arenas in the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, almost all of which are used in battles. For the audience, it is impossible to watch every arena. They will choose to watch the ones that are similar in strength to their own, or have the most exciting battles.

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

"It seems to work well."

Lin Feng began to warm up, constantly waving his fists and kicks, and his direction was facing the auditorium where the boos were the loudest. From the outside, it seemed that he was attacking them. Obviously, this was another provocation.

Otherwise, there are regulations and security guards, I'm afraid some violent spectators will rush to the ring.

"Ha ha."

Looking at the audience who were about to go crazy, Lin Feng laughed out loud. The more intense the enemy's artillery fire, the more satisfied he was. If no one paid attention, how could he attract business?

He didn't come to Thunder Martial Arts Hall to earn bets in the ring, his 800 yuan bet could only make a small amount of money, and it was a one-off, he wanted to sell it as an advertising space!

Therefore, the more people pay attention, the higher the advertising fee will be. This is the main reason why he used the arrogant name of "High School Student Violent Fighter".

"Boy, you are too arrogant."

Following the sound of banter, a young man in his twenties, wearing a black martial arts uniform, appeared opposite the ring.

At this time, the screen on the arena also displayed the information of both sides.

[Wang Jiehui, 20 years old, eighth-dan physical training, 17 battles, 9 wins, 7 losses, 1 draw]

[Lin Feng, 16 years old, seventh-level physical training, 0 battles, 0 wins, 0 losses, 0 draws]

"Is there a mistake?"

Quite a few people showed doubts on their faces, how could the seventh-dan physique match up with the eighth-dan opponent, not to mention the huge difference in record.

Shouldn't rookies be against rookies?

"Damn it, pay attention, this high school student chose the random mode, this kid is as arrogant as his name."

It didn't take long for someone to understand that this was only the case with random patterns.

Amidst all kinds of disdainful boos, everyone quickly took out their mobile 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 own odds on the screen and nodded in satisfaction. He bet himself 800 yuan. If he wins, he can get about 2,000 yuan. The odds are pretty good.

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

"Boy, go back to study obediently, society is not so easy to mess with."

Wang Jiehui said with a smile, there is no other nonsense, he stepped forward, his figure swayed from side to side, constantly changing, when approaching Lin Feng,

With a roundabout, his arm was as straight as a knife, and he drew an arc to attack Lin Feng's head, making the air whistling slightly.

As if there was no way to avoid it, Lin Feng raised his hands to protect his head, only to hear a muffled bang, and his figure couldn't help but take three steps back. Before he could stand still, Wang Jiehui had already rushed in front of him, as fast as a cheetah. ?

Swish Swish Swish!

The speed of the hand knife was too fast, and it made a slightly ear-piercing roar when it cut against the air.

Lin Feng struggled to dodge, but he could only dodge with his arms, and kept stepping back.

"Go down."

Seeing Lin Feng being forced to the corner of the ring, Wang Jiehui smiled triumphantly, but at this time, Lin Feng, who was originally in a weak position, suddenly stopped, his body swayed, and he dodged the attack like catkins in the wind. With a big twist, the whole person is like a tight steel wire, bursting out in an instant!

??? Boom!

Unprepared, Wang Jiehui was knocked off the ring directly. Although he didn't suffer any injuries, he still looked dazed, as if he still couldn't accept the reality.

"No way, I almost won, and I can't even beat high school students."

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

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

Some were happy and some were sad, and those who lost were obviously unconvinced and cursed.

"I don't want to either!"

Wang Jiehui, who was kicked off the field, looked depressed!

He felt that from the beginning, he still had the advantage. Although Lin Feng's fighting skills were better than his, but his strength and speed were far behind him.

"It must be too underestimating the enemy, what a pity."

With no face to see others, he lowered his head and came to the sidelines, not daring to make a sound.

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

"Why isn't this kid going down?"

Some people said curiously, because 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 the match on the screen again, they realized that Lin Feng was going to continue fighting, and many people who were originally unconvinced became excited.

From their point of view, after fighting for so long, Lin Feng's physical strength has dropped significantly. In addition, the opponent in this match is also in the eighth stage of physical fitness, and the record is as high as 25 wins and 7 losses. Lin Feng is bound to lose.

Because he is not optimistic about Lin Feng, this time Lin Feng's odds are as high as 1 to 4.2.

"Hehe, I made money."

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

Only he knows Lin Feng's strength, he is no match for Lin Feng even if he is at the ninth level of physical training, let alone the eighth level of physical training!

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

Five minutes later, the system starts matching opponents.

Five minutes later, the system starts matching opponents.

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

"After five battles, just rest for ten minutes and recover?"

"Tell me, did this high school student pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger on purpose?"

Along with people's discussion, Lin Feng's battle continued, and Lin Feng won all eight games without interruption. At this time, people were going crazy.

Many people lost face and neck thick.

"Eight rounds, 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 of the Budokan were alarmed, and directly moved the screen of Lin Feng's game to the central screen.

And 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 well-known in the Thunder Martial Arts Hall. Two, teach him a lesson!"

At this time, Lin Feng's odds soared to 1 to 6.7, which made Lin Feng laugh even happier.

That weird smile gave the audience a bad feeling.