Chapter 32: Pity
At the counter, Zhou Fu looked at the smiling counter girl and said politely:
"Hello, help me check the future competition of the student 'High School Student Violent Martial Arts'?"
Chen Xiaoke looked puzzled.
Although there are millions of registered members of the Budokan Gym, this name is definitely the one that impresses her the most.
How could she forget about that handsome high school student, but she didn't listen to persuasion.
Three hours ago, it was the membership card she registered for Lin Feng, but she didn't understand why the fat man in front of her asked that?
How else can a high school student have a specific competition?
Are you a martial artist contracted by the Budokan Museum?
Besides, what can be exciting about a high school student's competition?
At this time, Chen Xiaoke's face was confused, and his delicate and cute little face was obviously a little dazed.
The service desk was far away from the ring, so she didn't know what was going on in the ring?
I don't know if she thinks that Lin Feng, who is making trouble, has already caused a sensation in the martial arts hall.
"Hello sir, that high school student is registering at the Budokan for the first time today, and it is also the first time to participate, and there is no fixed competition."
Although he was puzzled, his good professionalism still allowed Chen Xiaoke to explain patiently.
These Zhou Fu naturally knew that he said this just to lead to the following topic, so he continued to ask:
"Then you can help me check the information of this high school student, I want to know more."
"Sir, I'm sorry, but the Budokan has a rule that no customer's information is allowed to be leaked."
"Help, a little interesting."
Zhou Fu took out a membership card from his hand, with a cowhide envelope under the card, calmly and quickly put it into the counter, and said with a smile: "A little favor, what it means." ”
Modern technology is developed, and transfers are fast and convenient, but as a businessman, it is a good habit to have some cash on you.
"This..."
The little girl at the counter was taken aback, and after the initial surprise was self-doubt?
I was actually bribed!
When did you have the qualifications to be bribed?
It was her first time in three years.
Look at the thickness of the envelope, I'm afraid it's only 10,000 Singapore dollars!
This middle-aged fat man is generous, and this is her three months' salary.
It's a lie to say that you don't like it!
If it was 100,000 Singapore dollars, she might hesitate and agree, after all, it was just a small favor, but for the sake of 10,000 yuan, she risked being expelled from the city, and it would be worth the loss.
The counter sister of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, although the salary is not high, but the income is guaranteed by drought and flood, and the working environment and treatment are very good.
Three years ago, only three people were recruited for this position, and even though the conditions were very demanding, there were tens of thousands of people who signed up, and it was not easy for her to be recruited.
Backed by the big tree of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, although she is just a little girl at the counter, ordinary people really don't dare to bully her.
Not only that, but even the safety of his family has been guaranteed, so Chen Xiaoke cherishes this job very much.
"Sir, don't be kidding, it's a rule of the Budokan Hall."
Chen Xiaoke's face pulled down slightly, and he said in a serious tone.
As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but look at the surveillance not far away.
"It's okay, then I'll wait for you to get off work and invite you to dinner."
Zhou Fu caught the eyes of the little girl at the counter, took the card and envelope with a smile, and withdrew it in his pocket.
In his opinion, this little sister is obviously a little timid, and when she puts the money in front of her directly after work, he doesn't believe that she is not moved.
If it doesn't work, you can get it by giving tens of thousands more.
Of course, he could also go directly to Lin Feng, but as a businessman, he wanted to be well prepared and understand clearly before acting, and it was best to make a decision after the first contact with Lin Feng.
Don't talk too long about negotiations, this is his many years of business experience.
"I'm really sorry, sir, it's a rule, even after work."
Is there even a follow-up?
Can't you do it if you don't accept it?
Chen Xiaoke was a little moved, but he was still very serious on the surface, and he refused with righteous words.
"Okay, then I'll go!"
Zhou Fu waved his hand and left pretending to regret.
Not long after Zhou Fu left, before Chen Xiaoke could come to his senses, someone came to inquire about Lin Feng's situation.
But this time, he didn't bribe her, so she decisively and seriously refused.
"I'd like to see how different you are?"
After coping with it, Chen Xiaoke hurriedly called up Lin Feng's information from the background, and soon, the updated information appeared in front of her eyes.
"Nine wins in nine battles? Even the high bronze who cultivated the ninth stage of the body and had such a strong record was defeated. ”
At this time, Chen Xiaoke finally understood why so many people came to ask Lin Feng.
"210,000?"
Chen Xiaoke's mouth opened slightly, obviously frightened, Lin Feng's eight hundred bets had soared to 210,000.
That's six years' salary!
A high school student earned it in less than an afternoon.
Chen Xiaoke was shocked and couldn't come back to his senses.
.....
In a simple but ornate room at the Budokan Hall, seven figures are looking at the holographic projection on the wall.
"What do you think?"
The person who spoke was a middle-aged man, he was Chen Xuan, the deputy director of the Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion.
Originally, he was not in the Budokan, but it was his subordinates who called and said that he had found a good seedling, so he hurried back to the Budokan.
He was also a little curious about a high school student who could cause a sensation at the Budao Hall.
"In the third year of high school, I can reach the seventh stage of physical cultivation, my strength is not bad, I live in a shore community, my family is very ordinary, and I don't have too many resources to assist in cultivation, so my martial arts talent should be considered excellent. However, yesterday's awakening day did not refine the demon spirit, and there was no talent to become a demon spirit master. ”
A woman said lightly.
"If you can't become a demon spirit master, you are destined to have no value in cultivation, he is very strong in the physical cultivation realm, but when you become a martial artist, in the face of a demon spirit master, no matter how strong your fighting skills are, it is useless."
"It's a pity, if he can become a demon spirit master, even if it is an intermediate demon spirit, with his skills, he can definitely recommend it to the club."
"Indeed, at least a B-grade contract."
Many people said with pity on their faces.
As the top management of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, the club they are talking about is naturally the Thunder Club.
As the property of the Thunder Club, the Thunder Martial Arts Hall has a duty to recommend good seedlings to the club.
As long as a member shows martial arts talent, after their evaluation, if they pass and the member agrees, the budokan will recommend it to the club.
B-grade contracts, which are not low.
This contract is the same level as YaGe's signing with Juxing.
Lin Feng's fighting skills were beyond everyone's expectations, and the clean and neat posture was simple, but it exuded a sense of beauty.
It's not fancy, it's simple but effective, it's far beyond the standard of fighting skills, and it's a bit of a killing skill.
Killing skills, this is a skill that can only be mastered after countless life and death battles.
It's incredible that a high school student who hasn't experienced war or monster hunting can do this.
You must know that Lin Feng is only eighteen years old, and such a strong fighting talent is extremely rare.
In the physical cultivation realm, Lin Feng was only afraid that it would be difficult to find an opponent.
"It's a pity, it's a pity."
Chen Xuan looked at Lin Feng's movements on the screen, even he felt pity.
This kind of fighting talent has far exceeded the standards of high school students and college students, and even many martial artists do not have such skills.
This also shows how talented Lin Feng is in terms of combat talent.
He has seen a lot of geniuses, all kinds of martial arts talents are excellent, and he has seen all the geniuses of refining the demon spirits on the earth list, but he has never seen a high school student with such a combat talent.
It's a pity that he doesn't have the talent to become a demon master.
If there is, pick a strong offensive demon spirit and match that combat talent, it will be a nightmare for the enemy.
"It's a pity."
A long sigh reveals endless regret.
.....
In the ring, Lin Feng attracted the attention of 10,000 people.
"Damn boy, you dared to lie to us, you caused me to lose 90,000 New dollars."
"High school students, come on, I'll buy you to win."
"Boy, I'm going to beat you up."
The audience couldn't help but shout loudly, and this time the cursing was even louder.
Even the high bronze of the ninth stage of the body cultivation was also easily tortured, but he fought dozens of rounds with the opponent of the eighth stage of the body cultivation, and he still won by luck.
At this time, even the most stupid person understands that Lin Feng has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.
"Stop."
During the break, Lin Feng raised his hand to signal the referee to stop continuing the challenge.
At this time, his physical strength was a little overdrawn, if he encountered the physical cultivation realm, it didn't matter, if he was unlucky to meet a first-grade martial artist, it would be a little dangerous.
So this time he has no intention of continuing to challenge.
At this time, he has already caused a sensation, and only in moderation can the effect of the advertisement be brought into full play.
"I'll come again tomorrow and directly challenge the first-rank martial artist."
Lin Feng stood in the center of the ring, looking arrogant, and then raised his hand to signal, and the figure slowly disappeared as the ring fell, leaving a wave of sound.