Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 31 Violent
The fact that it can be broadcast on the central screen indicates a significant increase in public attention.

The vast majority of viewers are not interested in battles between body cultivators; they are more interested in battles between martial artists.

Battles at the Body Cultivation Realm are nothing more than a matter of strength in combat techniques; opponents of the same level are not that different.

In martial arts battles, one can witness various powerful, even rare, martial arts techniques, making the visual effects even more spectacular.

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

After that, they were drawn to Lin Feng's exaggerated white shirt, especially since the camera gave it a close-up, which made it even more eye-catching. The difference in strength between the two opponents also proclaimed how extraordinary this arena was.

As more and more audience members asked the people next to them, more and more people shifted their attention away from the audience.

After all, exciting matches are common, but such arrogant high school students are rare.

"Go, Gao Lao Er! Take him down!"

"He made me lose so much money, kill him!"

"Gao Tong, if you beat that kid, I'm yours today."

Many spectators shouted loudly, as gamblers who had lost everything bet all their money on the match. Among them were quite a few female spectators, indicating that Gao Tong was indeed quite famous at the martial arts gym.

"Go for it, young man! I believe in you!"

Eight battles earned Lin Feng a number of fans.

"Gao Tong, 39 years old, 9th Dan in Body Cultivation, 61 battles, with a record of 57 wins and 4 losses."

Looking at the data displayed on the large screen above the arena, Lin Feng remained calm.

At 39 years old, he is still at the ninth level of physical cultivation. There is only one reason for this: his martial arts aptitude is too poor.

But this also shows that this person is only one step away from becoming a martial artist.

Unable to break through to the Martial Artist level, Gao Tong could only hone his fighting skills. His extremely high win rate proved that his strength should not be underestimated. With his tall stature of over 1.8 meters and strong physique covered in muscles, there were probably few people in the Body Cultivation Realm who could rival him.

No wonder his win rate skyrocketed to 1 to 4.7, which is his highest win rate ever.

"Kid, I have to say you have some skill, but you're still far from being as good as me."

Bare-chested, Gao Tong displayed his explosive muscle definition, occasionally performing bodybuilding moves that drew screams from some wealthy women in the audience, leaving Lin Feng speechless.

Is this a meat stall?

Or is this your profession?

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

"You're so confident about advertising space?"

Zhou Fu is a businessman, a local businessman in Jiangcheng, who runs a catering business. He owns several restaurants in Jiangcheng, which can be considered a chain brand. Although the food is very good and has even been featured on several food programs, he has never been very famous.

In order to gain fame and expand his influence, he has been trying to find celebrities to endorse his restaurant for years.

In today's society, actors and singers are just for entertainment; the only true stars are the players of Honor of Kings.

The Battle for Glory is the world's most watched competition, and it even concerns the rise and fall of nations.

Every top-tier Glory player is a favorite of advertisers.

Gao Fu naturally hopes that a Glory player will endorse his family's restaurant.

However, he looked down on those ordinary teams with no reputation. The endorsement fees for big-name teams ranged from tens of millions to hundreds of millions of yuan, which was obviously beyond his financial means.

As for the members of those top ten clubs, even if they have money, the other party would never be interested in them.

Those team members are the club's cash cows; they not only have high endorsement fees but also high requirements for brands. He simply doesn't qualify.

He was curious when he first saw Lin Feng's investment promotion.

He had noticed Lin Feng long ago because of that arrogant name.

He initially thought it was just a joke to attract attention, but when the eight-game winning streak was announced, he couldn't help but adjust his posture.

Advertising space, which is essentially a form of endorsement, is not uncommon in martial arts dojos.

The TV was filled with all sorts of advertisements, and huge posters of Glory players were everywhere in Jiangcheng. However, those were all professional players from the Glory League, the real big stars, with millions or even tens of millions of fans.

Endorsements within the Thunder Martial Arts Academy are naturally incomparable to television endorsements, and even so, very few can achieve this level of success.

And it was only after gaining fame that a company would be interested in signing them, thus securing endorsements.

Zhou Fu had never seen anyone write "Seeking Advertising Space" in big letters on their clothes and start soliciting business directly.

He had to admit that even someone as knowledgeable as him was somewhat shocked when he first saw it.

Is this even possible?

So flashy?

In Zhou Fu's view, the purpose of the name "High School Student Beats Up Martial Artist," the "Advertising Space" sign on the shirt, and the random challenge mode was nothing more than to grab attention and sell advertising space.

However, in his opinion, even if Lin Feng had won eight or even eighteen games, his advertising space would still not sell.

Although Zhou Fu lacked talent and only had the strength of a fifth-level body cultivator, he enjoyed coming to the martial arts hall to watch matches.

Therefore, he knew that even if you were very strong and had a great record in the martial arts gym, you couldn't attract fans without popularity and influence, and naturally you couldn't convert that into a traffic economy.

It can be said that even within the Thunder Martial Arts Academy, very few athletes are qualified to be this spokesperson.

Furthermore, these few individuals are all demon spirit masters, with martial arts realms all above the fifth rank. After years of development, they have already established a fan base in Jiangcheng, which can bring a fan effect, thus making them valuable endorsements for the company. "Zhou Fu, what do you think? This young man is a bit arrogant, but he is quite handsome, which is an advantage. Haven't you been looking for celebrity endorsements?"

Seeing Zhou Fu's interest, his friend smiled and said, his tone somewhat teasing.

"Hehe, don't underestimate this high school student. He's only eighteen years old, but his fighting skills are so strong, that's rare," Zhou Fu said with a smile.

“That’s true. High school students these days are so strong that they can challenge students of higher levels,” his friend agreed.

High school students generally lack combat experience, so Lin Feng's ability to defeat a veteran who had been in the martial arts gym for many years was unexpected by many, and it also stopped many people from booing.

"There were quite a few viewers, and the effect was still there!"

Zhou Fu observed the audience around him. It was almost four o'clock, which was working hours, so the martial arts hall was rather deserted. It would be much more lively at night.

At this time, there were probably 10,000 to 20,000 spectators at the martial arts arena, and more than half of them were watching the competition. This level of popularity was rare, and only some famous teams and players could generate such popularity. Unfortunately, the audience was just curious and watching the excitement, so this level of popularity could not be sustained.

Once he loses a game, no one will pay attention to this arrogant high school student anymore.

"It's time to show real technology."

Looking at Gao Tong across the street, Lin Feng no longer needed to keep a low profile.

The first eight matches were just a show of weakness to earn some bets; now is the real battle to demonstrate our strength.

Swish!
After announcing the start of the match, Lin Feng lightly touched the ground with his toes and rushed towards Gao Tong like a bolt of lightning.

"Kid, you're still too green."

Gao Tong stood still, making no move, his face full of disdain. Although Lin Feng had achieved an eight-game winning streak, his strongest opponent was only an eighth-level body cultivator.

He is a ninth-level body cultivator, only one step away from becoming a martial artist. In addition, he is at his peak, and his strength and power are far superior to Lin Feng's. What is there to fear?

"Oh!"

Gao Tong raised his right palm and easily blocked Lin Feng's whip kick. As expected, the force was not strong. Just as he was about to mock Lin Feng, his expression suddenly changed.

"Fuck."

"No way!"

At this moment, the audience members who had been indifferent suddenly stood up, their faces filled with shock.

On the ring, the strong Gao Tong kept dodging. In front of him, the high school student was swinging his fists, punch after punch. At the same time, every part of his body—hands, arms, legs, elbows—that could be used to attack was transformed into a weapon, not only fierce and violent but also extremely fast.

Although the attack was not large, it did not pause at all; the movements were clean, neat, and swift as lightning.

"Um"

Gao Tong groaned as he was struck in the chest, a hint of panic in his eyes. At that moment, he was powerless to retaliate.

He was immediately subjected to a barrage of attacks, and was like a sandbag being constantly struck. He couldn't even easily move his hands to fight back because the attacks were just too violent.

The audience was somewhat quiet at this moment.

Everyone watched in shock as a middle-aged man, a ninth-level body cultivator with a strong physique, was brutally beaten by a high school student, without any ability to resist.

If the high school student's attack hadn't been so exaggerated, they would have definitely thought it was a rigged fight.

"Oh!"

With a loud bang, Gao Tong collapsed to the ground, the battle was over!
At this point, people were still slow to react.

After a brief moment of silence, there was a cacophony of noise, discussion, and even curses.

"So strong! It's incredibly strong!"

On the high platform, Zhou Fu couldn't help but stand up, his whole body trembling slightly. Although it was only a battle between body cultivators, it made his blood boil.

suppress!

Complete suppression!

Gao Tong had no ability to resist at all; this was no longer a duel, but a massacre.

"Could it really be able to 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 is like an insurmountable chasm, but if one were to succeed, one can imagine the sensation it would cause.

Attention translates to popularity.

At this moment, the boy's white shirt no longer seemed so ridiculous.

Furthermore, such strength proves this high school student's potential, and he has probably already attracted a lot of attention.

"not good!"

Zhou Fu noticed that even the person in charge of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall was in the audience. Had they also noticed this boy?

"Zhou Fu, where are you going?"

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

Zhou Fu waved his hand, ignoring his friend's question.

The screen on the ring only displays the fighter's age, skill level, and record; he needs to know more.

If possible, he should sign the teenager.

(End of this chapter)