Amidst all the doubts and discussions, Lin Feng and his two companions walked out of the Thunder Martial Arts Dojo.
Not far from the entrance, there were some gamblers who had lost and were now glaring at him fiercely, with quite a few even cursing at him, but they all rationally refrained from making the first move.
These gamblers were mostly ordinary people, with even a Ninth Rank Body Cultivator being rare among them, while Lin Feng could easily beat up Martial Artists; weren't they just asking for trouble?
Although Lin Feng's match attracted many Martial Artists, and some did place bets, to a Martial Artist, tens of thousands of dollars meant nothing, it was just for fun. Losing didn't hurt them, so naturally, they didn't bother him.
Moreover, Martial Artists knew that Lin Feng's martial arts talent was outstanding. Even if he couldn't become a Demon Spirit Master, he wasn't someone an average Martial Artist could compare to.
