Global Demon Transformation

It didn't take long for Lin Feng and the three of them to appear outside the Martial Arts Hall before they were spotted by many people.

"Is that the high school student?"

"Yes, that's the high school student who wants to beat the martial artist."

"He actually came. I thought he would avoid the battle. I heard that many first-rank warriors came today. The purpose is to teach him a lesson."

"It's never been heard that the seventh stage of physical cultivation directly challenges warriors, at least the ninth stage of physical cultivation is about the same."

"Physical cultivation is not enough. Warriors can practice exercises, and their strength is several times that of physical cultivation. Two levels, how can it be easily challenged by leapfrogging."

While everyone was discussing, Gao Hai and Yang Fan looked at each other, and they could see the surprise in each other's eyes.

Yang Fan was puzzled by Lin Feng, "Brother Feng, don't they all come to watch your games?"

"Brother Feng, your popularity is already comparable to that of a member of Thunderclap's second team."

Gao Hai also sighed, and then arranged the neckline and hairstyle without any trace.

Because he found that many reporters had already appeared and pointed the camera in their direction.

"Keep calm, be sure to be calm and smile." Gao Hai said to himself in his heart.

Gao Hai and Yang Fan were obviously not used to being stared at by so many people for the first time, even though they were not the focus of their eyes.

"They are mainly here to watch the excitement." Lin Feng said lightly.

After all, the warrior forum is the forum with the largest number of registered people in the world, especially the post about him has been ranked first in Jiangcheng District's daily list. Even ordinary people who don't pay attention to the forum have learned this news from other people.

Nine out of ten of these audiences came to see him being slapped in the face like this, and the remaining one was probably bored to watch a good show.

There are probably not many who are really fans.

This is why although many people paid attention to it, no one stepped forward to cheer for it.

Lin Feng himself knew that there was a saying on the warrior forum that "leaf autumn in the south, forest wind in the north".

But he has self-knowledge, if he really thinks so, he will be overwhelmed and will be severely slapped in the face.

His popularity is all hype, maybe it's not popularity, but news popularity.

After the heat is over, he will be quickly forgotten and no one will notice him.

In terms of popularity, he is less than one ten-thousandth of Ye Qiu's.

If Ye Qiu had appeared at the entrance of the Martial Arts Hall at this time, the crowd would have gone crazy, and the security guards would have dispatched a large number of them to maintain order, lest there be any accidents. This is the difference between the two.

"Student Lin Feng, do you have confidence in this competition?"

At this time, a female reporter came over to interview Lin Feng.

Seeing the reporter appear, Yang Fan and Gao Hai took a step back to avoid the interview scene, leaving only Lin Feng alone.

"How come you don't have confidence?" Lin Feng asked.

He has a natural expression, a calm tone, and a confident attitude, but he is a bit arrogant in the eyes of outsiders.

"Student Lin Feng, what is said on the forum that you hide your talent? Is it true?" the female reporter asked again.

"What do you say?"

Lin Feng glanced at the female reporter lightly, and asked back.

Such an uncooperative interview, even the seasoned female reporter was a little overwhelmed, took a deep breath, adjusted her mood, and asked again: "What do you think of the 'Nan Ye Qiu, Bei Lin Feng' that netizens are talking about. "

"How to see, see with your eyes."

Lin Feng waved his hand, Gao Hai and Yang Fan hurriedly followed, and the three of them entered the Budokan, leaving the female reporter in a mess in the wind.

Enter the hall, take the elevator to the third floor, and feel familiar with the road.

"Lin Feng." Chen Xiaoke recognized him at the first sight.

Lin Feng didn't know why the girl in front of him was so surprised. He handed out a fighting card and said, "Random mode, upper limit of first-rank fighters, ten-minute rest time, and bet 10,000 yuan each time!"

"Good sir,

Do a strength test first. "Chen Xiaoke said.

The strength test of the Physical Cultivation Realm is very simple. It is to stand in a hemispherical instrument, and as the instrument scans cyclically, the strengthened meridians will appear.

"The 81 meridians turn red? Physically cultivate the eighth stage?"

Chen Xiaoke was a little surprised by the meridian diagram of the human body displayed on the computer, and broke through the eighth stage of physical training overnight?

"What's wrong?"

Lin Feng asked, he felt that the cute counter girl in front of him was somewhat mysterious.

"nothing."

Chen Xiaoke shook his head, looked left and right, and whispered: "There are many first-rank warriors with good records registering today, you should be careful."

"Thank you!" Lin Feng nodded to express his gratitude.

"Come on! I'm optimistic about you!" Chen Xiaoke clenched his fists and encouraged.

"Um!"

Lin Feng nodded. After he left, Chen Xiaoke quickly took out his mobile phone, logged into his warrior forum, and posted a message: "According to reliable news, the strongest high school student in history has broken through the eighth stage of physical training."

"I'm coming!"

In the Budokan, when the name "High School Student Violent Fighter" appeared on the big screen, the impatient audience was immediately excited.

"The most arrogant high school student in history has arrived, where is everyone's cheers?"

At this moment, a grand and excited voice suddenly sounded in the Budokan, and the enthusiasm of the audience was instantly ignited.

"Damn it, Thunder Martial Arts Hall is so big? You even invited me to explain it!"

"For a high school student to invite to explain, this Lin Feng is probably the first one."

The audience chattered loudly.

It's no wonder they were so surprised. The Thunder Budokan usually doesn't have a commentary for the group arena challenge, unless it is an important event or a battle between teams.

They didn't expect Lin Feng to be treated like this.

At the same time, the huge screen above the central ring captured the figure of a teenager.

Under the gaze of more than 200,000 people, the young man was walking slowly. He looked indifferent, wearing a white T-shirt, black trousers, and extremely simple attire, but everyone was familiar with that white battle suit.

At this time, the camera also gave a close-up, and the four characters "recruiting advertising space" caused a lot of laughter.

Although I have seen pictures from forums, I still can't help but smile when I watch it live.

This is the first time I have seen such a beautiful and refined investment promotion method.

"Hehe, I'm dying of laughter, this kid is really talented."

"It's just grandstanding, I'm curious how he will end up if he loses."

Almost all of the 200,000 spectators had playful eyes, as if they were watching a clown, and their words were mostly ridicule and disdain.

But soon, the laughter became much smaller.

Because even in the face of their banter, the boy remained calm and calm, even the rhythm of his footsteps did not change at all.

That calm and breezy attitude is not like a disguise!

Is this kind of ability to remain calm under Mount Taishan possessed by a high school student?

Many people's laughter began to subside, no matter how disapproving they were, they had to admit that at this moment, this kid was indeed a bit handsome!

"Come on, Lin Feng!!!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of cheering from the crowd, and the camera instantly captured the direction of the sound.

It was a group of thirteen and fourteen teenagers who looked like junior high school students. They shouted excitedly, and when they were captured by the camera, they quickly raised their hands and held a poster high.

On the poster, a handsome young man stood quietly on the ring, with an indifferent but domineering expression.