Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 32 What a pity
At the counter, Zhou Fu looked at the friendly clerk and politely said:
"Hello, could you please check the matches following the incident of the student who 'beat up a martial artist'?"

Chen Xiaoke looked puzzled.

Although the martial arts gym has millions of registered members, this name is definitely the one that left the deepest impression on her.

How could she possibly forget that handsome but arrogant and unreliable high school student?

Three hours ago, she was the one who registered the membership card for Lin Feng, but she didn't understand why this fat man was asking this question.
Can a high school student participate in specific competitions?

Are you a contracted martial artist with a martial arts academy?

What exciting things can a high school student's competition possibly offer?
At this moment, Chen Xiaoke looked completely bewildered, her delicate and cute face showing a hint of confusion.

The information desk and the ring were far apart, so she had no idea what was happening on the ring.

She was unaware that her belief that Lin Feng, who was deliberately causing trouble, had already caused a sensation at the martial arts hall.

"Hello sir, that high school student just registered at the martial arts gym today. It's his first time participating in a competition, and he doesn't have any regular matches yet."

Despite her doubts, Chen Xiaoke's excellent professionalism allowed her to patiently explain.

Zhou Fu naturally knew that he was only saying this to get to the next point, so he continued to ask:
"Then can you help me look up this high school student's information? I want to know more about him."

"Sir, I'm sorry, but the martial arts dojo has a rule that customer information cannot be disclosed."

"Please help me out, it's just a small favor."

Zhou Fu held a kraft paper envelope in his right hand, calmly and quickly placed it inside the counter, and said with a smile, "Just a small favor, nothing more."

With modern technology so advanced, money transfers are fast and convenient, but for business people, it's a good habit to carry some cash with you.

"This"

The counter girl was startled, and after the initial surprise came self-doubt.
I was actually bribed!

When did I become qualified to be bribed?

This is the first time in three years that she has done this.

Judging by the thickness of that envelope, it must contain at least ten thousand Singapore dollars!

This middle-aged, overweight man was quite generous; it was three months' salary for her.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't tempted!
If it were 100,000 Singapore dollars, she might hesitate for a moment before agreeing, since it's just a small favor. But risking being fired for 10,000 dollars would be a losing proposition.

The receptionist at Thunder Martial Arts Academy doesn't earn a high salary, but her income is guaranteed regardless of the circumstances, and the working environment and benefits are excellent.

Three years ago, this position only recruited three people. Even though the requirements were very high, tens of thousands of people applied. Her being recruited was one in a million, which was quite difficult.

With the backing of the Thunder Martial Arts Academy, even though she's just a counter girl, most people wouldn't dare to bully her.

Not only that, but the safety of her family is also guaranteed, so Chen Xiaoke cherishes this job very much.

"Sir, please don't joke around. This is the rule of the martial arts dojo."

Chen Xiaoke's face fell slightly, and she spoke in a serious tone.

As he spoke, his eyes involuntarily drifted to the surveillance camera not far away.

"It's okay, I'll wait for you to get off work and treat you to dinner."

Zhou Fu caught the counter girl's gaze, smiled, took the envelope, and put it back in his pocket.

In his opinion, this young woman was obviously a bit timid. He would just put the money in front of her after she got off work, and he was sure she wouldn't be tempted.

If that doesn't work, a few tens of thousands more can solve the problem.

Of course, he could go directly to Lin Feng, but as a businessman, he wanted to be well-prepared, understand the situation clearly before taking action, and ideally make a decision on the first meeting with Lin Feng.

Negotiations shouldn't take too long; this is based on his many years of business experience.

"Sir, I'm so sorry, this is the rule, and the result will be the same even after get off work."

There's more to the story?

Is it impossible for us not to accept it?

Chen Xiaoke was somewhat tempted, but she remained serious on the surface and refused in a righteous manner.

"Alright, I'm off then!"

Zhou Fu waved his hand and left, feigning regret.

Not long after Zhou Fu left, before Chen Xiaoke could even recover from the shock, someone else came to inquire about Lin Feng's situation.

This time, however, no bribe was offered, and she resolutely and seriously refused.

"I'd like to see what makes you different."

After dealing with the situation, Chen Xiaoke quickly retrieved Lin Feng's information from the backend, and soon the updated information appeared before her eyes.

"Nine wins out of nine battles? Even Gao Tong, a ninth-level body cultivator with such a strong record, was defeated."

At this moment, Chen Xiaoke finally understood why so many people had come to ask Lin Feng.

"21?"

Chen Xiaoke's mouth gaped open, clearly shocked. Lin Feng's bet of 800 had ballooned to 210,000. That was six years' worth of her salary!

A high school student earned it in less than an afternoon.

Chen Xiaoke was stunned and couldn't come to her senses for a long time.

Inside the martial arts hall, in a room with a simple yet luxurious decor, seven figures are watching a holographic projection on the wall.

"What do you think?"

The speaker was a middle-aged man, Chen Xuan, the deputy director of the Thunder Martial Arts Academy.

He wasn't originally at the martial arts gym; it was only after his subordinate called to say they had found a promising talent that he rushed back.

He was also a little curious about how a high school student could cause such a sensation at the martial arts gym.

"To reach the seventh level of physical cultivation in the third year of high school is quite good. He lives in the riverside community and comes from an ordinary family with limited resources to support his cultivation, so his martial arts talent should be considered excellent. However, he did not refine any demon spirits on yesterday's Awakening Day, so he does not have the talent to become a demon spirit master."

A woman said calmly.

"He is not worth cultivating if he cannot become a demon spirit master. He is very strong in the body cultivation realm, but as a martial artist, no matter how strong his fighting skills are, he will be useless against a demon spirit master."

"It's a pity. If he could become a demon spirit master, even a mid-level demon spirit, his skills would definitely be recommended to the club."

"Indeed, it's at least a B-level contract."

Many people looked regretful.

As high-ranking members of the Thunder Martial Arts Academy, the club they were referring to was naturally the Thunder Club.

As an asset of the Thunder Club, Thunder Martial Arts Academy has an important responsibility: to recommend promising young talents to the club.

If a member demonstrates exceptional talent, they will be recommended to the club if they pass the evaluation.

A B-level contract is not considered low.

This contract is at the same level as the one that Yage signed with Juxing.

Lin Feng's fighting style surprised everyone. His clean and neat movements, though simple, exuded a sense of beauty.

It's not flashy, but simple yet effective. This goes far beyond the standard of fighting techniques and resembles a killing technique.

Killing techniques are skills that can only be mastered through countless life-or-death battles.

It's incredible that a high school student who has never experienced war or monster hunting could do this.

It should be noted that Lin Feng is only eighteen years old, and such formidable combat talent is extremely rare.

At the Body Cultivation Realm, Lin Feng would likely find it difficult to find an opponent.

"It's a pity, a great pity."

Chen Xuan watched Lin Feng's actions on the screen, and even he felt it was a pity.

This combat talent far exceeds the standards of high school and college students, and many martial artists do not even have such skills.

He had seen many geniuses, all kinds of geniuses with outstanding martial arts talents and those who could refine demon spirits on the Earth Ranking, but he had never seen a high school student with such combat talent.

Unfortunately, he lacked the talent to become a demon spirit master.

If you have one, choosing a battle-type spirit and combining it with its combat talent would be a nightmare for your enemies.

"such a pity."

Chen Xuan let out a long sigh, filled with endless regret.

On the stage, Lin Feng was the center of attention.

"Damn brat, you dared to cheat us! You made me lose 90,000 Singapore dollars."

"High school student, keep it up, I'm betting on you to win again."

"Kid, I'm going to beat you to a pulp."

The audience couldn't help but shout loudly, and this time the cursing was even louder.

Even Gao Tong, a ninth-level body cultivator, was easily killed, but he fought a fierce battle with an eighth-level body cultivator for dozens of rounds and still managed to win by sheer luck.

Even the most foolish person would understand at this point that Lin Feng had been playing dumb to outsmart everyone.

"stop."

During the break, Lin Feng raised his hand to signal the referee to stop the challenge.

At this moment, he was somewhat exhausted. It wouldn't matter if he encountered a Body Cultivator, but if he was unlucky enough to encounter a Rank 1 Martial Artist, then it would be somewhat dangerous.

Therefore, he has no intention of continuing the challenge this time.

By this point, he had already caused a sensation. Knowing when to stop is crucial to maximizing the effectiveness of the advertisement.

"I will come again tomorrow and challenge a first-grade martial artist directly."

Lin Feng stood in the center of the arena, seemingly arrogant, then raised his hand to signal, and his figure slowly disappeared as the arena descended, leaving behind a series of sound waves.

(End of this chapter)