High Martial Arts: Become a God by Spending Money, Start by Spending All Your Compensation Funds

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

"Did I see that right? Senior Du Fei was knocked back by Lin Yun with a single punch?"

"One punch! Just one punch! Du Fei almost lost his footing!"

Du Fei was stunned. He looked down at his slightly trembling fist, his face full of disbelief.

impossible!

He's at the second level of the Martial Master realm!

Lin Yun has just broken through to the first level, how could he possibly have such powerful strength?

"I don't believe it!"

Du Fei let out a low roar and drew a gilded spear from behind his back.

With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed several flourishes of his spear, and as he channeled his vital energy into it, the spear tip gleamed with a chilling light.

"Awe-inspiring spear technique!"

He moved again, his spear like a dragon, aiming straight for Lin Yun's throat.

That shot was both fast and ruthless.

Lin Yun's gaze remained unchanged as he unleashed another punch.

Breaking the Qi Fist!

A crisp clang.

The gilded spear trembled violently, and Du Fei felt a sharp pain in his hand, almost causing the spear to fly out of his grasp.

He lost his balance and staggered backward. His foot slipped, and he fell directly to the ground, rolling around before stopping, almost rolling off the edge of the ring.

A chorus of curses erupted from the audience.

"Du Fei, what are you doing! Are you even going to do it or not?!"

"Could they be colluding with Lin Yun to fix the match? Deliberately losing so they can rip us off?"

"What 'Thirty-Two Heroes of Kyushu'? They're so weak!"

"RNM, refund my money!"

Du Fei got up, his face turning pale and then red, filled with shame and anger.

Hearing the angry shouts from below the stage, and then glancing at Sheng Feng's gloomy face by the side of the stage, his heart skipped a beat.

He knew he had to win today.

With so many people betting on him to win, and Sheng Feng even placing a huge bet as the bookmaker, if he loses, he will not only lose face, but also completely offend Sheng Feng and all the students who placed the bets.

Du Fei gritted his teeth, and his blood and qi surged instantly, his skin turned an abnormal flush, and even his pupils turned slightly red.

Exceeding limits!

The shouts from the audience stopped abruptly, and everyone was stunned.

"Are you crazy? It's just a challenge, why would you use your overlimit state?"

"A martial artist who has perfectly established their foundation only has nine chances to transcend their limits in their lifetime, and he's already used one?"

"Is it really necessary...?"

Nobody else thought it was a big deal, but Du Fei thought it was.

He can't afford to lose!

"I won't lose! Lin Yun, you lowly ant from the bottom of society only deserve to be trampled under my feet!"

With red eyes, Du Fei roared as he charged toward Lin Yun.

In his overlimit state, his strength and speed surged by 70%, and his spear, with a sharp whistling sound, almost transformed into a golden light, its power several times stronger than before.

Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he also dropped his contempt.

He didn't feel that Du Fei's madness deserved sympathy; he only found it laughable.

The ability to exceed limits is a means reserved for life-or-death crises, and is one of the greatest trump cards for martial artists to fight against alien beasts.

Did he think he was at the pinnacle of Foundation Establishment, possessing an unlimited number of opportunities to transcend limits?

Lin Yun shook his head slightly in disappointment, his right hand slowly gripping the hilt of the knife at his waist, his blood and qi flowing into it.

The first move of the Nine Forms of Startling Strings: The Sound of the String.

Clang!

The sound of the sword being drawn was crisp and clear, like the ringing of a string. A red flash of light suddenly appeared, so fast that its trajectory was impossible to see.

The clash of blades and the impact of gunfire produced no loud bang as expected, only a crisp, sharp sound.

clang!

Du Fei's spear was deflected by the blade, and the sharp edge of the Blood Fang Blade stopped just before Du Fei's throat.

"Gurgle."

Du Fei swallowed hard.

For a moment just now, he thought he was going to die!

"This battle was easier than I expected."

Lin Yun spoke calmly.

"No, it's impossible! No—"

Du Fei felt his mind go blank, his spirit collapsed, and he fainted on the spot.

The instructor in charge of the refereeing quickly stepped forward, checked Du Fei's condition, and then raised his hand to announce loudly.

"The duel is over; Lin Yun wins!"

The entire venue was deathly silent.

Seconds later, a deafening roar erupted, nearly overturning the entire training ground.

The deafening roar, accompanied by shockwaves, churned above the training ground.

Everyone was still reeling from the battle, their voices filled with disbelief.

"Two punches and a knife, and that's it? That's Du Fei, one of the Thirty-Two Heroes of Kyushu, he even activated his transcendent state!"

"Look at Lin Yun's blood and qi, it's as solid and heavy as a mountain. He doesn't look like he just broke through to the first level of Martial Master at all."

"Could it be the ultimate Foundation Establishment stage?"

Someone tentatively offered a guess, but it was immediately dismissed by the person next to them.

"Stop talking nonsense. The Limitless Foundation Establishment is one in a billion. In our year, there's only Senior Chen Xuan. How could a second one just pop up? I think it's mostly because his basic cultivation technique is of a higher grade and his blood and qi are more refined than Du Fei's."

"That's true, the ultimate Foundation Establishment stage is still too rare."

The atmosphere within the crowd was a stark contrast of extremes.

The few students who had bet on Lin Yun out of curiosity were now beaming with joy.

"I made a fortune! I casually bet 20,000, and it instantly multiplied fivefold, making 100,000 in my pocket!"

"I should have bet more! I just wanted to try my luck, but I didn't expect Lin Yun to actually win!"

With odds of 1 to 5, even after deducting the commission, you can still make more than four times the profit. Even if you only invest a small amount of money, you can still make a fortune.

On the other hand, those who bet on Du Fei all looked ashen-faced and dejected.

Some people grumbled as they stuffed their phones into their pockets, but they couldn't really blame Du Fei for being useless.

It's obvious to everyone that it's not that Du Fei didn't want to win, nor that he was weak; it's that Lin Yun was ridiculously strong.

A first-level Martial Master can overpower a second-level opponent, and even the Transcendence state is useless. Unless a prodigy from Class S is sent up, the result will be the same no matter who goes up.

Sheng Feng, sitting by the table, looked even worse than the retail investors who had lost money.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his back teeth almost broke.

If you were to act as the bookmaker properly, you could make a steady profit regardless of whether either side wins or loses.

But when he saw that Su Nianhe had invested five million, he became greedy and placed two million bets on Du Feiying, hoping to make a quick buck.

Now things have turned out badly. Du Fei lost decisively. Not only did he lose most of the bookmaker's profits, but his own two million also went down the drain. He lost more than a million in total.

Sheng Feng stared grimly at the unconscious Du Fei and Lin Yun, who had stripped Du Fei of his armor in public, his eyes filled with a hint of ferocity.

He made a note of this debt.

Lin Yun put away his armor, turned around and walked off the training platform.

As soon as she arrived at the edge of the stage, Su Nianhe quickly came to greet her, her face full of undisguised joy.

"Lin Yun, you're amazing!"

Her voice was filled with joy.

"Thanks to you, I've made a lot of money!"

Lin Yun also smiled, in a good mood.

"I also made two million." He paused, his gaze sweeping over Du Fei, who was being carried off the stage. "Plus his Tier 2 advanced battle armor, this trip wasn't a waste."

That armor offered excellent defense and was worth over two million, just enough to replace his ordinary protective gear.

Su Nianhe nodded with a smile, feeling even happier than if she had made money herself, seeing the joy in Lin Yun's eyes.

She had long known that Lin Yun was incredibly talented, but seeing him crush Du Fei despite being of a higher level still left her deeply shocked.

The Limitless Foundation Building truly lives up to its name.

At this rate, it won't be long before Lin Yun fights his way into Class S.