Facts Prove It

Seeing all those people cheering for him on the screen, Lin Feng was quite surprised.

He had not expected that he actually had fans.

Lin Feng did not know that although many people on the forums questioned his talent, and many more scorned, mocked, or even cursed him—

No one could deny his exceptional fighting techniques and combat talent. Not only were they rare among high school students; they were uncommon even in universities.

Those clean, decisive, elegantly poised movements, coupled with his naturally handsome looks, had indeed attracted some fans.

Most of these fans were middle school and high school students, with girls making up the majority.

In their eyes, Lin Feng was not only handsome and extraordinarily talented, but had also hidden his talent for his girlfriend's sake. He was practically the prince on a white horse every girl dreamed of!

For Lin Feng's match today, they had organized themselves on the forums and deliberately skipped school, all so they could come here in person and tell him, "Good luck!"

"The arena match is about to begin. High School Student, please proceed to the central arena to prepare," the commentator announced.

"The central arena?" Lin Feng raised an eyebrow.

The central arena was Thunder Martial Arts Hall's finest ring, with a diameter of a full forty meters. Normally, it was used for matches between teams. When had it ever been made available to martial artists in the Body Cultivation Realm?

Though surprised, Lin Feng did not think much of it.

Guided by a golden beam of light, Lin Feng stepped onto the arena. Facing more than two hundred thousand spectators, he remained perfectly calm.

At that moment, information on both challengers appeared on the arena display.

Chen Xu, 18 years old, First-Rank Martial Artist, refined a seventh-grade Nether Tiger, 89 battles, record: 68 wins, 20 losses, 1 draw

High School Student Beats Up Martial Artist, 16 years old, Body Cultivation Eighth Stage, 9 battles, record: 9 wins, 0 losses, 0 draws

"Seriously? It's only been one day, and High School Student has already reached the Body Cultivation Eighth Stage?"

"That Chen Xu is actually a Demon Spirit Master."

"He broke through so quickly. Could he really have been hiding his strength?"

"Whether he's at the Body Cultivation Seventh Stage or Eighth Stage makes no difference. He still can't cultivate martial arts techniques."

"Damn it, someone got there first. There's no hope for us now."

The moment Lin Feng's information appeared, an uproar swept through the venue.

Amid the various discussions, Lin Feng's opponent also stepped onto the arena.

He was a short-haired youth who looked only slightly older than Lin Feng. Dressed in a gray, fitted martial artist uniform, his eyes gleamed sharply, giving him a dashing and heroic air.

"I didn't expect my luck to be this good."

The youth stepped onto the arena with a trace of delight on his face. He had only come to try his luck, never expecting that he would truly be selected.

Chen Xu looked at Lin Feng and smiled. "Your combat talent is indeed strong, but you're still far from defeating a martial artist."

After saying that, he did not make the first move. Instead, he extended a hand, signaling for Lin Feng to attack first, his manner elegant and composed.

As a First-Rank Martial Artist and a Demon Spirit Master who had refined a seventh-grade demon spirit, his purpose in challenging Lin Feng was not to defeat him, but to gain attention.

The "Most Arrogant High School Student" was currently setting the forums ablaze, with even many media outlets reporting on him. Preliminary estimates suggested that at least several million people would watch this match.

Was there a better stage to show himself off?

Chen Xu was eighteen this year and a second-year student at Fengming University.

Fengming University was one of the Nine Elite Joint Schools and a local school in River City.

Reaching First-Rank Martial Artist at eighteen was fairly impressive for Chen Xu. Though he could not compare with the heaven's favored sons of his school, he was definitely not weak. On top of that, he had refined a seventh-grade Nether Tiger, so both his potential and strength were considered outstanding.

Though he was only in his second year, there were only a few months left before he entered his third year. Chen Xu had already begun planning where he would go after graduation.

In his view, if he performed well today, perhaps some major martial arts halls or even clubs would take notice of him.

Aside from those who simply could not stand Lin Feng's arrogance and wanted to teach him a lesson, many people shared the same thoughts as Chen Xu.

"Ah Xu's luck is really good."

"What a pity. We don't have a chance to go onstage now. We came here for nothing today."

In the audience, a group of young people who were clearly university students gathered together and complained.

Many of them had signed up for the arena challenge and even spent an extra hundred New Dollars for it. Now that their hopes had fallen through, it was only natural that they felt disappointed.

At this moment, the five-minute betting period had ended. On the big screen, Lin Feng's odds shot directly up to 8.9 to 1.

Such high odds were rare even at Thunder Martial Arts Hall!

Clearly, in the eyes of the overwhelming majority of spectators, Lin Feng had no chance of standing against Chen Xu.

Lin Feng did not like wasting words. Seeing that the other party had no intention of attacking first, he stamped his foot and shot forward like an arrow.

"Good!"

Chen Xu shouted softly, clenching both fists as fiery red spiritual energy wrapped around his arms. His body surged forward with the speed of a hunting leopard.

He had no intention of going easy on him. From the very first move, he went all out.

Since he wanted to show himself off and earn a club's favor, he had to display his finest side.

Chen Xu appeared before Lin Feng in a flash. His fist, wreathed in scarlet light and carrying astonishing force, tore through the air with a faint whistling sound as it smashed heavily toward Lin Feng's head.

The fierce gust lifted Lin Feng's black hair, revealing a pair of dark, profound eyes.

"His strength is at least three times mine, and there's fire-element damage added on top of it!"

Lin Feng knew he could not afford to be hit. Even one hit would end the fight.

Besides the raw strength, that red fist was clearly the effect of spiritual energy coating the body.

And spiritual energy coating the body was precisely the mark of a martial artist. Judging from the faint aura around him, Chen Xu was already highly proficient in using spiritual energy.

The scorching fist came into view. Lin Feng moved, his feet crossing, and in an instant he appeared eerily on Chen Xu's left side. Clenching both hands, he struck toward Chen Xu's head.

"So fast."

Lin Feng's speed clearly caught Chen Xu somewhat off guard, but he did not panic. He merely raised an arm to block.

Bang!

Amid the collision, Chen Xu did not move an inch. Lin Feng, who had launched the fierce attack, was instead forced back a step. His numb, aching right fist felt as though it had struck not flesh, but a hard stone, and his knuckles even carried a faint burning sensation.

With a tap of his toes, Lin Feng appeared before Chen Xu like lightning.

"On the left—what speed."

Whoosh! A violent gust came from his left. Chen Xu was startled inwardly. He had not expected that although Lin Feng's attacks lacked power, his speed would be so terrifying.

And speed was precisely what Lin Feng took pride in.

He leaped into the air and lashed out with a vicious whip kick.

Bang!

Chen Xu had been prepared. With only a forward block of his arm, he deflected Lin Feng's attack, while his body merely swayed slightly. Clearly, no matter how fast Lin Feng was, he still could not shake him.

Bang bang bang...

Lin Feng unleashed a lightning-fast barrage of kicks. His legs transformed into a long whip that swung without pause. His angles were extremely tricky, mostly aimed at places where the human body's defenses were weakest. The force behind them alternated between light and heavy, making them difficult to predict.

Yet those tricky attacks posed no threat at all before Chen Xu.

Chen Xu merely watched Lin Feng with a teasing expression, using only his scarlet arms to easily block Lin Feng's attacks. In the end, he did not even bother blocking, merely protecting his vital areas and letting Lin Feng attack as he pleased.

"Your speed is indeed fast, but your strength is too weak."

With a casual sweep of his arm, he flung away the attacking Lin Feng and said with a smile.

To him, attacks with this little force were neither painful nor itchy. No matter how tricky the opponent's speed and angles were, without sufficient strength, Lin Feng could not even hurt him, much less break through his defenses.

"Wrapped in spiritual energy, his defenses really are difficult to break with pure strength."

Lin Feng was not surprised by Chen Xu's defensive power.

The advantage of martial artists was that they could coat their bodies in spiritual energy. Their strength, speed, and resistance to attacks were all multiplied.

"It's over!"

Chen Xu stamped his foot. With a crack, the ground shattered like a spiderweb. His body sprang forward, charging toward Lin Feng like lightning and reaching him in an instant.

Enhanced by spiritual energy, Chen Xu's attacks were like a raging storm, crazily striking at Lin Feng's vital points.

Facing Chen Xu's relentless barrage, Lin Feng remained calm and utterly unruffled. Under the fierce attacks, he curled his body and gave a light leap, effortlessly slipping through a gap in Chen Xu's assault.

"How is that possible?"

Cries of surprise and heated discussion rang out without end.

At first, the spectators outside the arena had watched Chen Xu's fierce attacks and Lin Feng's constant dodging with mocking expressions. But very quickly, they realized something was wrong.

Chen Xu's strength was immense, and his attacks were violent, like a tempestuous downpour. Yet even after exhausting all his strength, he could not hit Lin Feng. Lin Feng only needed to lightly tap the ground and sway his body to evade the attacks. Such effortless, composed dodging, combined with Lin Feng's own speed, was truly somewhat terrifying.

Although Lin Feng was fast, his strength was too poor to break Chen Xu's defenses. Chen Xu, meanwhile, was powerful but slower than Lin Feng. For a time, the two fell into a stalemate.

"Ahhhh!"

Chen Xu suddenly roared in fury. He was clearly beginning to lose his temper. At this moment, it was as though Lin Feng was toying with him—he attacked endlessly, yet could not touch even a corner of his opponent's clothes.

He had originally believed this battle would be an opportunity to show himself off. He had not regarded Lin Feng as worthy of notice at all, yet he had never imagined that not only would he fail to secure a quick victory, he was even being suppressed by Lin Feng!

With such a performance, even if he won in the end, he was destined to receive no attention from any club.

Bang bang bang!

Seeing Chen Xu growing somewhat frantic, Lin Feng remained calm. While dodging, he circled Chen Xu and unleashed a wild barrage of attacks. His speed grew faster and faster, his strikes increasingly fierce, leaving the spectators dazzled.

"What terrifying combat talent."

In the VIP section, Zhang Ling's expression shifted slightly. She knew Lin Feng's combat talent was strong, but she had not expected it to be this strong.

Although Lin Feng's strength and speed were far inferior to his opponent's, he was actually able to stand his ground head-on through his exceptional fighting techniques, perfect control over his body, and grasp of timing.

The two appeared to be constantly exchanging blows, but in truth, Chen Xu had never once struck Lin Feng. Instead, Lin Feng had continuously landed hits on Chen Xu, and nearly all his attacks fell on the same spot—Chen Xu's back.

Even with spiritual energy enhancing his defenses, being struck dozens of times in a short period could not possibly feel good.

"So strong."

Zhang Weiran, who sat beside her and had originally looked down on Lin Feng, now had a face full of shock.

If the opponent had been him, he feared he would have been beaten to death long ago.

At this moment, he finally understood what his aunt had meant. With this kind of combat talent, even if Lin Feng had refined only a fifth-grade demon spirit, no club would refuse him.

"Get lost!"

Chen Xu's face was flushed red. He glared fixedly at Lin Feng as fiery spiritual energy surged and coiled around his hands, condensing into a somewhat illusory palm imprint. But before the martial skill could be fully unleashed, it was interrupted by a whip kick flying straight at him from Lin Feng.

Thud!

After dodging, Lin Feng threw another heavy punch that landed on Chen Xu's back. The fierce force sent Chen Xu staggering, making him let out a muffled groan as a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

After that, beneath the somewhat horrified gazes of the entire audience, Chen Xu was beaten by Lin Feng like a sandbag, staggering east and west without the slightest power to fight back.

At this moment!

Lin Feng proved with facts that a high school student truly could beat up a martial artist.