Rampage

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

In the regular audience seats at the bottom and the raised platform on the second floor, many spectators were not originally interested in battles between Body Cultivators. After all, it was just a match between Body Cultivators; they were interested in battles between Martial Artists.

Battles between Body Cultivators merely reflected the strength of their combat techniques. Opponents of the same level were not significantly different. However, in battles between Martial Artists, one could witness various powerful, even rare, martial skills, making the visual spectacle naturally more exciting.

However, when they saw the arrogant name "High School Student Beats Up Martial Artist" on the screen, they couldn't help but take a second look.

After that, they were drawn in by Lin Feng's exaggerated white shirt, especially when the camera gave it a close-up. This made it even more eye-catching, along with the special strength of the opposing fighters. Everything declared how unique this ring was.

As a result, many people couldn't help but ask those around them, and more and more spectators shifted their gaze.

After all, exciting matches were common, but such an arrogant high school student was rare.

"Go Gao Lao Er, take him down."

"You made me lose so much money, kill him for me!"

"Gao Tong, if you win against that kid, I'm yours tonight."

"Go, young man, I'm rooting for you!"

Quite a few spectators shouted loudly. Gamblers, having lost heavily, took out all the money in their pockets, pinning their hopes on this match. Among them were quite a few female spectators. It seemed Gao Tong was indeed quite famous at the martial arts hall.

At this moment, there were also quite a few supporters of Lin Feng. Eight matches had earned him a small number of fans.

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

Lin Feng appeared very calm as he looked at the data displayed on the large screen above the ring.

Being 39 years old and still at the Body Cultivation Ninth Stage had two reasons: first, a lack of resources, and second, extremely poor martial arts aptitude.

But on the other hand, this also indicated that this person was only one step away from becoming a Martial Artist, and his meridians were likely condensed to their limit.

Unable to break through to Martial Artist, Gao Tong could only hone his combat skills. His extremely high win rate proved that his strength should not be underestimated. His robust physique, standing over 1.8 meters tall and covered in muscle, meant that few people in the Body Cultivation stage could be his opponent.

No wonder his odds had directly soared to 1 to 6.7. This was the highest odds he had ever seen.

"Kid, I have to admit you've got some skill, but you're still far from matching me."

Gao Tong, with his upper body bare, displayed his explosive muscle lines, occasionally striking bodybuilder poses that elicited screams from some wealthy women. Lin Feng could only express his speechlessness at this.

Was he here to show off his body?

Or was this your profession?

Offstage, Zhou Fu sat in the VIP section, chatting with friends while drinking, appearing quite leisurely. At this moment, he looked at Lin Feng's white shirt with some curiosity.

"Recruiting Sponsor Slot, that confident?"

Zhou Fu was a businessman, a local businessman in Jiang City, operating in the food industry. He had opened over 40 large restaurants in Jiang City, considered a chain brand. Although the taste was excellent and had even been featured on several food shows, it had never gained much fame.

To build his brand and expand his influence, he had been looking for celebrities to endorse his restaurants for years.

In today's society, actors and singers were merely supplementary; the only real celebrities were Glory players.

The Battle of Glory was the most watched event in the world, even concerning the rise and fall of nations. Every powerful Glory player was a favorite of GG companies.

Gao Fu naturally hoped to have Glory players endorse his family's restaurants. However, he wasn't interested in ordinary teams without any fame. Famous GG endorsements cost anywhere from tens of millions to over a hundred million, which he clearly couldn't afford.

As for members of top-tier elite teams, even if he had the money, they wouldn't look his way.

Members of those teams were the cash cows of their clubs. Not only were their endorsement fees high, but they also had strict requirements for brands, and he simply didn't qualify.

The moment he saw Lin Feng's recruitment notice, he became curious.

Because of that arrogant name, he had noticed Lin Feng from early on. He initially thought it was just a high school student trying to be sensational, but when the eight-win streak record came out, he couldn't help but adjust his posture.

"Recruiting Sponsor Slot" was essentially an endorsement, which was not uncommon in martial arts halls.

Various GG advertisements on television, and huge posters of Glory players all over Jiang City, were everywhere. However, those were true superstars with millions, even tens of millions, of fans.

Endorsements within martial arts halls were naturally incomparable. But even so, very few people could achieve this level.

And that was after gaining fame and signing with a company. Zhou Fu had never seen anyone write "Recruiting Sponsor Slot" in large characters on their clothes and directly start recruiting sponsors.

He had to admit that even he, who had seen a lot, was shocked at first glance.

There was actually this kind of approach?

Regarding the name "High School Student Beats Up Martial Artist," the "Recruiting Sponsor Slot" on his shirt, and the random mode challenge, Zhou Fu believed the purpose was nothing more than to attract attention, mainly to sell the sponsor slots.

However, in his opinion, even if Lin Feng had won eight matches, or even eighteen, his sponsor slots would be difficult to sell.

Although Zhou Fu lacked talent and only had the strength of Body Cultivation Fifth Stage, he enjoyed watching matches at the martial arts hall.

Therefore, he knew that even if you were strong and had a good record in the martial arts hall, without popularity and appeal, you couldn't attract fans, and thus couldn't convert it into traffic economy.

It could be said that even at Thunder Martial Arts Hall, very few players qualified for such endorsements. Many were cultivated by the martial arts hall itself.

Furthermore, these players were at least at the Martial Artist level and had already built a certain fan base over the years, bringing a fan effect. This way, other companies would see the value in endorsements.

"Zhou Fu, what do you think? Although this young man is a bit arrogant, he's quite handsome, which is an advantage. Haven't you been looking for celebrity endorsements?" his friend beside him said with a smile, his tone carrying a hint of teasing.

"Heh, don't underestimate this high school student. It's not easy to reach this point at sixteen while in his third year of high school," Zhou Fu replied with a smile.

"That's true. It's amazing that high school students are so strong now, able to challenge opponents of higher levels," his friend agreed.

High school students generally lack combat experience. Lin Feng's ability to defeat a veteran who had been frequenting martial arts halls for years caught many off guard and silenced their jeers.

"The hype is pretty good, a bit of a shame though!"

Zhou Fu observed the surrounding audience. It was almost four o'clock, a time when people were at work, so the martial arts hall appeared somewhat deserted. It would be much livelier in the evening.

Currently, there were about forty to fifty thousand spectators in the hall. More than half of them were focused on this match. Such a turnout was rare, usually only seen with famous team players. It was a pity that this kind of hype couldn't be sustained.

As soon as he lost one match, no one would pay attention to this arrogant high school student anymore.

"It's time to show my true skills."

Gazing at Gao Tong opposite him, Lin Feng's eyes were calm. Facing Gao Tong, a Body Cultivator at the Ninth Stage, he no longer needed to be low-key.

The previous eight matches were just to earn some betting stakes. Now was the time for a real battle to showcase his strength.

Swish!

After the match was announced, Lin Feng lightly tapped the ground with his toes, charging towards Gao Tong like a bolt of lightning.

"Kid, you're still too green."

Gao Tong stood his ground, making no move, a look of disdain on his face. Although Lin Feng had achieved eight consecutive victories, his strongest opponent had only been a Body Cultivator at the Eighth Stage.

He was a Body Cultivator at the Ninth Stage, just one step away from becoming a Martial Artist. Moreover, he was in peak condition, his strength and power far exceeding Lin Feng's. What was there to fear?

"Bang!"

Gao Tong raised his right palm, easily blocking Lin Feng's whip kick. As expected, his strength wasn't that great. Just as he was about to mock Lin Feng, his expression suddenly changed.

"Holy crap."

"No way!"

In the audience stands, spectators who had been watching casually suddenly stood up, their faces filled with shock.

On the stage, the strong Gao Tong was now covering his head with both hands, constantly dodging. In front of him, the high school student was swinging his fists, one after another. At the same time, his entire body – hands, arms, legs, elbows – any part that could attack had turned into a sharp weapon. Not only were the attacks fierce and violent, but they were also incredibly fast.

Although the attacks weren't large in scale, they were relentless and executed with clean, swift movements, as fast as lightning.

"Hmm..."

Gao Tong grunted, a hint of panic in his eyes. At this moment, he didn't even have the ability to counterattack.

He had been caught in a storm of attacks right from the start. Now, he was like a punching bag, being hit repeatedly. He couldn't even easily move his hands to counterattack because the assault was simply too ferocious.

The audience stands fell into a sudden silence.

Everyone watched the scene in shock. A middle-aged man, a strong Body Cultivator at the Ninth Stage, was being brutally beaten and had absolutely no ability to resist.

If the high school student's attacks weren't so exaggerated, they would have definitely thought it was a fixed match.

"Bang!"

With a loud crash, Gao Tong fell to the ground, unable to get up. The battle was over!

At this moment, people still hadn't fully processed what had happened.

After a moment of silence, various noises, discussions, and even curses erupted.

"So strong! He's unbelievably strong!"

On the high platform, Zhou Fu couldn't help but stand up, trembling slightly. Although it was just a battle between Body Cultivators, it made his blood boil.

Suppression!

Complete suppression!

Gao Tong had no ability to resist. This wasn't even a duel anymore; it was a massacre.

"Could he really beat up a Martial Artist?"

At this moment, an idea couldn't help but pop into Zhou Fu's mind!

The gap between the Body Cultivation realm and the Martial Artist realm was like an uncrossable chasm. But if he could truly achieve it, the sensation it would cause could be imagined.

Attention meant popularity. At this moment, the white shirt the young man wore no longer seemed so ridiculous.

Furthermore, possessing such strength proved the high school student's potential. He had likely already attracted the attention of many people.

"Not good!"

He noticed that even the person in charge of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall was in the audience. Had they also noticed this young man?

"Zhou Fu, where are you going?"

"I'll explain when I get back."

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

The screen on the stage only displayed the contestants' names, ages, strengths, and records, but he needed to know more.

If possible, he wanted to sign this young man.