After confirming that Yang Fan joined, Lin Feng told him his plan: "You will start collecting the list of club members in the school tomorrow, the first requirement is background, followed by talent and strength!" ”

"Hmm."

Yang Fan nodded, and then said the Jianghu News Agency he created.

"Oh!"

Lin Feng's eyes lit up slightly, and he didn't expect that there would be an accident.

Originally, he thought that Yang Fan was just planning for his career, but he didn't expect that he had already made some scale.

Three core members, each core member has more than a dozen eyeliner under it.

Although it is only a small club among students, it is not easy to do this step.

Although these people don't have much talent and background, if they can still get together after graduation, maybe they will have a lot of development.

"It's a good job, but for the time being, you still manage and develop your own Jianghu News Agency, and when the martial arts club really grows, you will support it then."

Lin Feng patted Yang Fan's shoulder and said with a smile:

"Originally, I didn't know what the name of the club was, but now I borrow the name of your news agency, our martial arts club will be called the Jianghu Martial Arts Club, and you and Gao Hai will be regarded as core members of the club from today."

"Jianghu Martial Arts Society, it's domineering when you hear this name!" Gao Hai said excitedly.

"Well, that's a good name."

Yang Fan also smiled, obviously satisfied with the name.

Although I don't know where Lin Feng's confidence comes from, I don't know how he got those students with backgrounds to voluntarily join it.

Even if he joined, he couldn't predict whether the Jianghu Martial Arts Society would be able to grow and develop.

But at least from this moment on, he is no longer alone.

This sense of organization is really exciting.

"Okay, you have an injury, go to the hospital for treatment first, and I'll look for you at night." Lin Feng said.

"What's the matter?" Yang Fan wondered.

"I'll talk about it later, I have the class address book, and I'll call you when the time comes."

......

After saying goodbye to Yang Fan, Lin Feng and Gao Hai skipped school.

For students, revenge is not overnight, and if there is no accident, Mo Xun and others will come to find trouble after school.

In order to avoid it, Lin Feng decided that it would be better to withdraw first.

It's not fearful, it's just that I don't feel necessary.

Although Lin Feng was not afraid of trouble, he had no intention of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

After a few days, when the whole school knew that he was a super genius, some troubles would automatically disappear.

For Lin Feng, Mo Xun and the others were just minor roles that were insignificant.

"Brother Feng, are we really going to establish our own martial arts club?"

Shuttling through the lively streets, Gao Hai couldn't help but ask while looking around.

He was still digesting the shocking news.

Own martial arts club?

It's incredible to think about.

"Of course." Lin Feng nodded.

"Then do we have to charge a social fee too?" Gao Hai wondered.

If you can have your own members and millions of social fees a month like the elite martial arts club, it will really be developed.

Not one million, even one hundred thousand is an astronomical amount for Gao Hai.

His family can't save more than 10,000 yuan a year.

"We don't charge social fees, but we will use them to make money."

"How do you earn it?"

"You'll find out later."

The two chatted as they walked towards the city center.

There are still plans to establish the Jianghu Martial Arts Society, Lin Feng needs some capital, and at this time he only has more than 300 yuan left on his body, and he has to earn a vote.

"How much money do you have on the sea?"

"I'll see, there are more than five hundred." Gao Hai took out his pocket and counted the money.

"Give it to me first, and now go make some small money."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, Gao Hai handed the money to Lin Feng without any hesitation, and didn't ask why, even if it was his remaining half a month's food money.

"Brother Feng, where are we going?"

"Thunder Martial Arts Hall."

Under the leadership of Lin Feng, the two walked towards the Thunder Martial Arts Hall in the city center.

In the era of great cultivation of martial arts revival, the full name is Shangwu, and various martial arts halls are blooming everywhere.

For martial artists, combat skills are a matter of life and death, skills need to be honed, and tempering needs opponents, so the martial arts hall is an indispensable training place for many martial artists every day.

Even if many people don't have martial arts talent, they are willing to come to the martial arts hall to exercise and hone their physique.

In Jiangcheng, the Thunder Martial Arts Hall is the most famous.

The Thunder Martial Arts Hall is a property of the Thunder Club, located in the most prosperous area of the city center, covering a large area, like a commercial plaza.

On the surface of the exterior wall of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, a huge light curtain was playing a fierce battle.

The two sides of the battle could not possess their bodies with spiritual power, and it was obvious that they were both in the realm of physical cultivation, and the violent gasps and hits attracted everyone's curious and excited eyes.

"Let's go."

With a curious Gao Hai, Lin Feng stepped into the Thunder Martial Arts Hall.

As soon as he entered, a chill came to his face, and the first thing that attracted Lin Feng's attention was a huge rectangular screen in the center of the hall.

The screen scrolls with text from time to time, and under the screen, many warriors hold pen and paper, look at the screen, and record or discuss from time to time.

The Thunder Martial Arts Hall has three floors, and the first floor is the mission hall.

In addition to the function of cultivation, the Thunder Martial Arts Hall is also a place for martial artists to communicate and issue tasks.

After all, the energy of martial artists is limited, and many martial artists will issue bounty tasks here, looking for what they need, some are martial arts and demon spirits, and some are natural treasures.

As long as you put out the deposit, you can get almost anything.

The second floor is home to a variety of training facilities and restaurants.

The third floor is the martial arts hall, and it is also the most lively place.

Lin Feng took Gao Hai directly to the third floor, and as soon as he stepped out of the elevator, a boiling breath came to his face, shouts, roars, and screams, one after another.

Not far away, hundreds of rings are evenly distributed in the arena, and above the arena, nine huge screens play exciting images, and the most exciting battles will appear on the most central screen.

"Kill him."

"Waste, didn't you eat milk?"

At this time, the enthusiastic audience shouted loudly, and the excitement and madness were obviously bets.

Lin Feng and Gao Hai went directly to a counter.

"What kind of service do you need, sir?"

The little girl at the counter said enthusiastically, and she didn't slack off because Lin Feng was a student in a school uniform.

"Help me register a martial arts account, I'm going to participate in the martial arts arena."

"Well, okay, it takes a hundred Singapore dollars to open a martial arts account for the first time, please provide your ID card number."

The ID card number is equivalent to a person's ID card and resume, which is recorded from birth to school, place of residence and strength, and will be updated regularly.

After taking the money and recording the number and verifying the fingerprints, the little girl at the counter smiled slightly while typing:

"Okay, Mr. Lin Feng, you test your strength first, and then choose a name."

The strength test of the physical cultivation realm is very simple, it is to stand in a hemispherical instrument, and as the instrument scans in a loop, the meridians that have been strengthened by qi and blood will be revealed.

"73 tendons and veins are red, the strength of the seventh stage of physical cultivation, your martial arts level is level 1, do you choose a name?" The little girl at the counter said.

"The name, then it's 'High School Students Challenge a Rank Martial Artist'."

Lin Feng said without hesitation, obviously he had already thought about it.

When he heard this name, not only Gao Hai was surprised, but the little girl at the counter was also slightly stunned, and said in surprise:

"Are you sure about the name, sir?"

She has been working in the Thunder Martial Arts Hall for three years, but such an arrogant name is really rare!

What a hate!

Judging from the identity information, this Lin Feng is a senior in high school this year and is eighteen years old.

The strength is not bad, but he has only cultivated the seventh stage, and this strength dares to challenge the martial artist, isn't this self-defeating?

You must know that although the martial arts hall strictly prohibits killers, broken arms and legs often happen.

There are few good-tempered warriors, and daring to use such an arrogant name is obviously to attract hatred, and it may make people unhappy and heavy-handed.

"Brother Feng, do you want to change it?"

Gao Hai also suggested.

In his opinion, even if Lin Feng was invincible in the physical cultivation realm, he couldn't beat the martial artist.

"Yes, sir, you can change it, this name is not very good."

The little girl at the counter persuaded that she didn't want to see the handsome little guy in front of her being carried out.

"Okay, let's change that."

Lin Feng nodded, and just when the little girl at the counter breathed a sigh of relief, he reported a new name:

"That's a high school student beating a martial artist!"

In Lin Feng's opinion, the previous name was indeed too low-key.

High school students beat up martial artists?

The little girl at the counter was just about to type on the computer, and she was confused by the name.

How can this change more and more arrogant!

Are you really not afraid of being beaten to death?

"Are you sure?"

At this time, the originally gentle little face of the little girl at the counter collapsed instantly, in her opinion, Lin Feng was simply an idiot and was asking for trouble.

After Lin Feng nodded and confirmed, she did not continue to persuade, and directly registered Lin Feng and handed out a brass-colored card.

"Bet on me, bet them all."

Lin Feng took out all the money on his body, a total of 812 yuan, handed it to the little girl at the counter, and said:

"Random mode, the upper limit of a first-grade martial artist, without my consent, all winnings are automatically betted!"

At this time, the little girl at the counter had already determined that Lin Feng was a little abnormal.

Generally, the battle mode of the martial arts hall is a balanced mode.

That is, the system is based on the age and weight of the two people, and then matches the opponent according to the record record, so that the two sides are evenly matched, so that the strength difference is not too much, and the effect of tempering cannot be achieved.

And the random mode, which is another challenge mode of the Budokkan, does not refer to the battle record and data, and randomly selects opponents.

Only those who are absolutely confident in themselves dare to do this.

In the opinion of the little girl at the counter, it is crazy enough to participate in a martial arts fight for the first time, and dare to randomly select an opponent with only seven levels of physical cultivation.

And also cap the first rank of martial artists?

That is, the highest can be matched with a first-grade martial artist?

The seventh stage of physical cultivation is against a first-grade martial artist, is this looking for death?

In the Thunder Martial Arts Gym, you can only buy and win by yourself when you place bets, this is the rule, but it is rare to bet in a continuous cycle.

Eight hundred yuan is not much, but there is no need to waste it.

Without persuasion, the little girl at the counter had already predicted the scene of waiting for Lin Feng to be violently beaten.

Bang Bang Bang ......

The girl at the counter tapped on the keyboard.

At the same time, a name and message appeared in the waiting match area on the big screen on the center stage: "High School Student Violent Warrior".

The message of this name attracted attention the moment it appeared.

Among the many names, his name is the longest, the most special, and the most arrogant, and it is difficult not to attract attention.

"Who is this, are all high school students so arrogant now?"

"Maybe it's a genius, but of course, it can be an idiot."

"It's matched, in the 96th district, such a remote location, it's really a rookie!"

There are many people who are attracted by this name and want to see which high school student is so arrogant.

When they came to Area 96 and saw a teenager walking into the ring, the crowd instantly became a sensation.

"it!"

People exclaimed.

I saw that the young man was wearing a white T-shirt, the style of the T-shirt was very ordinary, with a loose round neck, which was provided free of charge by the Budokan Hall, and many people present also wore it, but only this young man was the most special.

I saw that the T-shirt, which was originally pure white and did not have any pattern, had "High School Students Beat Martial Artists" written on the front, "Recruitment Advertising Space" written on the top of the back, and a box drawn below.

Obviously, this somewhat crooked frame is the so-called advertising space.