Ye Qiu in the South, Lin Feng in the North

After finishing lunch, Lin Feng and the other two rested briefly before leaving their home.

As soon as they stepped out of the dark stairwell, the air that hit them felt somewhat stuffy.

"It's so hot!" Gao Hai complained.

As a fatty, Gao Hai was the most sensitive to heat. In weather like this, his clothes would be soaked with sweat in no time.

"Heh, want me to carry an umbrella for you?" Yang Fan teased.

Gao Hai shot Yang Fan a look of disdain. "Why would I need an umbrella when there's no sun?"

Yang Fan looked around, speechless.

Given the distance between the buildings in the Anbian Residential Area, one had to specifically find a spot to bask in the sun. Due to the obstruction of sunlight, many people in the residential area were strolling around.

Many people gathered in the open spaces to chat and play chess. When they saw Lin Feng passing by, they became somewhat excited and rushed forward.

"Xiao Feng, why aren't you going to school today?"

"Are you guys heading to the Thunder Martial Arts Hall?"

"When's the match? I don't have to work today, the company gave us a day off. I'll come cheer you on." The neighbors were very enthusiastic.

Yesterday, due to the failed Awakening Day and Yage moving away, the neighbors hadn't been very willing to greet him, and their gazes towards him were filled with pity and sighs.

But overnight, these sighs had disappeared, replaced by surprise and excitement.

It was clear that the news from the Martial Artist Forum had already spread throughout the residential area.

"Xiao Feng, is there a match at the martial arts hall today?" an old man asked, fanning himself with a fan in his right hand.

"Grandpa has always thought highly of you. Compete well today and bring honor to our residential area."

"Xiao Feng, is what they're saying on the forum true? Did you really hide your talent for Yage?" a middle-aged woman with a child asked with a gossipy expression.

"Xiao Feng, are the GG marks on your clothes really worth money?"

"Maybe they can sell for hundreds of thousands. Don't sell for less than a hundred thousand." Everyone discussed animatedly, offering their opinions.

Lin Feng smiled and didn't reply directly.

Although the Anbian Residential Area was inhabited by poor people, they were more united and humane than those living in the inner city. If someone truly succeeded, they would feel proud and honored for it.

"Yep, it's definitely true. What else could it be!" Gao Hai patted his chest, his face filled with pride.

"This afternoon, at the Thunder Martial Arts Hall in the South District, if you guys have time, come watch. See how Brother Feng dominates."

Amidst the cheers, the three of them finally managed to escape the enthusiastic neighbors. By the time they walked out of the residential area, a journey that should have taken only ten minutes had taken a full half hour.

Just as Lin Feng walked out of the residential area, the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, located far in the inner city, was already extremely lively.

It was one o'clock in the afternoon, the time for lunch and rest.

This was usually the quietest time for the martial arts hall. However, now, the spectator stands, which could accommodate two hundred thousand people, were already nearly half full.

These spectators weren't paying much attention to the matches. Instead, they were chatting loudly amongst themselves, their conversations all revolving around the topic of "high school student."

Many people were still scrolling through their phones, browsing the Martial Artist Forum.

At this moment, the "High School Student Beats Up Martial Artist" post on the Martial Artist Forum had already soared to the top. Even many television news channels in Jiang City had begun reporting this news.

Some netizens had even posted, using "Ye Qiu in the South, Lin Feng in the North" as a title to grab attention, based on the areas where the two lived.

Regardless of whether many netizens were skeptical or dismissive, there was no denying that Lin Feng had become famous.

His fame had exceeded everyone's expectations.

Many people had spent a hundred New Dollars to buy tickets and come to the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, not to watch the matches, but to see the person who was hailed as the "most arrogant high school student in history."

In addition to these ordinary spectators, there were also men and women in suits and fine clothes with distinguished demeanors heading towards the VIP section.

"Are those the executives from the Thunder Club?"

Many spectators recognized the identities of those important figures.

Not only that, but even the heads of S-Class Clubs like Juxing, Zhaifeng, and AK had appeared simultaneously. Of course, there were also many familiar faces from various martial arts schools, and they gathered together, chatting.

"I didn't expect that high school student to attract so much attention."

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

In addition to the heads of these clubs and martial arts schools, many news media outlets were also present. They were in the press area, casually filming with their cameras, seemingly searching for targets.

"These guys have almost all shown up?"

In the VIP section, Zhang Ling, the head of the Jiang City branch of the Juxing Club, looked around and showed a hint of surprise.

Around her, more than half of the notable clubs and martial arts schools in Jiang City that she recognized were present.

She could never have imagined that just two days ago, the ordinary boy who had failed his Awakening Day and whom she had treated with disdain would cause such a stir.

As the head of the Jiang City branch of the Juxing Club, Zhang Ling knew that Yage had broken up with Lin Feng. When she first received this news, she had secretly nodded in approval. After all, in her opinion, Lin Feng was indeed not worthy of Yage.

Although she wasn't at the headquarters, Zhang Ling had learned from her colleagues that on the day Yage first arrived at the club, the club's high-level management had held a special meeting to discuss Yage's future development plans.

These plans were even beyond her expectations!

Undoubtedly, the young girl's future would be very brilliant.

Lin Feng's existence would absolutely impact Yage's future development.

The breakup between the two was excellent news for her and the club, saving them a lot of trouble.

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

If what the forum said was true, then "Nan Ye Qiu, Bei Lin Feng" would truly not be a joke.

"Aunt, do you think a high school student warrants all this fuss?" a young man beside Zhang Ling said speechlessly.

The young man was wearing a black tracksuit, looked handsome, but his expression carried a hint of arrogance.

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

"What does it mean?" Zhang Weiran asked, confused.

As a fellow third-year high school student, he felt a sense of disdain and jealousy towards Lin Feng.

Disdain for his strength, jealousy for his popularity.

"It means that all the top clubs, including ours, Juxing, will offer him an A-class, or even an S-class contract!" Zhang Ling said.

Zhang Weiran was shocked, unable to believe it. "Just based on his combat talent?"

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

Speaking of which, Zhang Ling continued, "Your strength is Body Cultivation Ninth Stage, and you refined the eighth-grade Shadow Leopard. Because of my connection, you signed an A-class contract with Juxing directly without assessment. But this Lin Feng, he doesn't need to be like you. As long as he can refine a fifth-grade Demon Spirit, he can sign an A-class contract."

Zhang Weiran's mouth hung open, seemingly in disbelief.

Body Cultivation Seventh Stage, and he could sign an A-class contract by refining a fifth-grade Demon Spirit?

When did Juxing's A-class contracts become so cheap?

After all, even Yage, who refined the eighth-grade Bewitching Butterfly, only signed a B-class contract.

"You don't need to be so surprised. Otherwise, do you think all these people are here just to hang out?" Zhang Ling pointed to the surroundings.

Zhang Weiran was shocked but didn't doubt his aunt's words. As the person in charge of the Jiang City branch, Zhang Ling had the authority to offer A-class contracts.

"Manager Zhang, why are you here too? Isn't Juxing only interested in top geniuses?"

Just then, a white-haired old man in a Tang suit approached Zhang Ling's seat and said with a smile.

"A high school student at Body Cultivation Seventh Stage is worth you coming out personally?"

"Elder Jiang, why are you here too?" Zhang Ling nodded to the old man and greeted him politely.

"Heh, it's been a while since Thunder Martial Arts Hall was this lively, so naturally, I have to come and join the fun," the old man called Elder Jiang said with a smile.

"That's true. This is your Thunder Club's territory. What, are you also interested in that high school student?" Zhang Ling asked curiously.

"Just here to see if he's as arrogant as the rumors say!" Elder Jiang chuckled, saying it lightly.

Zhang Ling smiled slightly and didn't refute.

Weren't they all here to verify something?

Undoubtedly, the young man's combat talent was very strong, even possessing the ability to challenge opponents of a higher level. However, such geniuses were not unprecedented.

There were many geniuses who possessed both martial arts talent and combat talent, but due to their soul cultivation talent, they were unable to refine Demon Spirits or could only refine low-grade Demon Spirits, eventually fading into obscurity. Such examples were not uncommon, and these geniuses were also called low-potential geniuses.

Geniuses with limited growth potential.

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

"The commotion is actually this big!"

In another VIP box, Zhou Fu looked at the bustling scene around him and couldn't help but click his tongue.

How long had it been? Had the once unknown youth suddenly become a big star overnight?

"It looks like GG is going to cost a lot."

Zhou Fu frowned. He wanted to obtain Lin Feng's GG!

The more attention he got, the better it was for him, but at the same time, the competition would become fiercer.

Zhou Fu had already noticed many bosses he knew around him, many of whom were wealthier than him.

He didn't know if he could compete with the others.

Last night, he had spent ten thousand yuan to get Lin Feng's information from Chen Xiaoke.

Who would have thought that the very next day, a post about Lin Feng would appear on the forum, and it would shoot to the top of the daily rankings overnight, becoming incredibly popular on the forum.

Someone had even leaked more detailed information about Lin Feng. As for that, he didn't care about the small amount of money, but the increased number of competitors meant his plan might fall through.

As for whether Lin Feng was hiding his talent, he wasn't too concerned.

Because he knew that if Lin Feng was truly like Ye Qiu, he would have no qualifications to participate in the GG competition.

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

As time passed, more and more spectators arrived, and the martial arts hall's audience seats were almost full. Amidst the discussions and waiting, three young men finally arrived late, appearing outside the martial arts hall.