Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God-Chapter 868 - 867

Lin Fan stood up and walked towards the ring.

He understood Li Haoming's intentions. His match with Sun Jianjun hadn't even started yet, and the outcome hadn't been decided. How could Li Haoming know he is stronger than Sun Jianjun?! Li Haoming's words were filled with righteousness, lifting him up and asking him to fight for Huaxia's honor. But in reality, Li Haoming likely wanted him to get beaten up and humiliated in public. Such malicious intent!

However, Lin Fan couldn't argue with Li Haoming now. Li Haoming had put him on the spot, and he needed to get out of this situation first.

If he stood up and denied Li Haoming's words, refusing to fight, then this would become a joke, spreading overseas, and others would think how ridiculous Huaxia People were, unable to bear losing. This would definitely harm Huaxia's image.

If he agreed to fight Big Wilson, and ended up losing, Huaxia People would be mocked even more, and it would further prove that Huaxia had no masters.

In Li Haoming's view, Lin Fan was sure to lose because his intent was to humiliate Lin Fan. Therefore, this Li Haoming was full of talk about national pride, while in reality, he didn't care at all. To mess with Lin Fan, he didn't mind risking Huaxia's dignity.

He's truly foolish and wicked.

Lin Fan had to get out of this situation, and the only feasible way was to stand up, accept the challenge, and defeat Big Wilson!

"Lin, Mr. Lin? …"

The man who was chatting with Lin Fan earlier was stunned.

He never would have dreamed that the handsome young man sitting next to him was actually the famous Mr. Lin, the richest man in Yun City. Even more unexpected was that Mr. Lin was now representing Huaxia to face Big Wilson!

In the audience, two other people were also shocked upon seeing Lin Fan. They were the couple Lin Fan had encountered outside the venue, the big guy and the girl in a short skirt.

"Richest man in Yun City?"

The two exchanged glances, clearly frightened.

Oh my god, the young man they offended outside was actually the richest man in Yun City!

Are they even capable of provoking the richest man in Yun City?!

Even more embarrassing, the girl in the short skirt had repeatedly called Lin Fan a poor guy. Thinking of this, she wanted to find a hole to crawl into. Oh my god, she had insulted the richest man in Yun City as a poor guy, how humiliating!

"Is he also a master?" the big guy said in shock, remembering that he had a fight arranged with Lin Fan. If Lin Fan was indeed a master as Li Haoming suggested, he was just courting humiliation!

The girl in the short skirt comforted him, saying, "I think even if he is a master, he can't beat this American, right? Once he loses, our arranged fight can be automatically canceled."

The big guy's body started trembling, unable to remain calm.

The girl said, "Anyway, let's sneak away later, and nothing will happen."

The big guy replied, "What do you know? He's the mysterious rich Mr. Lin. I've heard his connections are vast. If we offended him and he sought revenge, there's no place for us to hide."

The girl asked, "Then what should we do?"

The big guy said, "We have to take the initiative to apologize to him and try to get his forgiveness."

The girl was shocked, "Isn't that bad? If he loses to the American this time, he'll be in a bad mood, and seeking him out is like presenting ourselves for death!"

The big guy said, "There's no choice. If he loses and we run away, he'll only get angrier and won't forgive us."

For the moment, both were on edge, sitting as if on pins and needles, cold sweat pouring down.

If Lin Fan knew he had scared them so much accidentally, he'd probably laugh out loud. It just showed how weighty the title of the richest man in Yun City was.

By now, Lin Fan had already reached the bottom of the ring and ran into Sun Jianjun, who had just come down.

"Mr. Lin, this Westerner is very strong. My Inner Strength couldn't match his speed toward the end. His punches are swift and almost flawless, with his only flaw being in the middle route. When you fight him later, focus on exploiting that middle route."

Sun Jianjun whispered a reminder.

Lin Fan nodded, "Thank you."

Sun Jianjun nodded and went over to find Li Haoming.

Lin Fan stepped into the ring and approached Big Wilson.

Lin Fan had the type of slim figure that looked lean in clothes, similar to Sun Jianjun. Although he was a head taller than Sun Jianjun, he still appeared thin next to Big Wilson.

Big Wilson took a look at Lin Fan and laughed heartily, "What, is there really no one left in Huaxia? I heard you have 1.4 billion people. Is this little girl the best you can find to fight me? Hahaha…"

Lin Fan's youthful and handsome appearance led Big Wilson to use the term "little girl" to insult him. In Western culture, this is a common way to demean someone by calling them female, particularly in bullying scenarios.

In some contexts, like among friends, it might be joking, but in bullying, it's outright humiliation.

Upon hearing this, the audience became furious.

This foreigner was truly detestable!

However, could Lin Fan really beat Big Wilson? The crowd was worried and almost no one had confidence in him.

In the online livestream.

People called for the Swordsmen to share his thoughts since he had successfully predicted the outcome of the match between Sun Jianjun and Big Wilson, and had become a kind of authority.

The Swordsmen responded, "This Mr. Lin, I can see at a glance, is not a martial arts practitioner!"

"What the–?"

"Not a martial arts practitioner, then why is he stepping into the ring, courting death?"

"No way, is he a martial arts Young Bai?"

Everyone was surprised.

The Swordsmen said, "A martial arts practitioner, whether training Inner Strength or External Power, has a certain aura that distinguishes them from ordinary people. It's hard to explain, more of a feeling."

"I don't see that aura in this Mr. Lin."

"That's right, he's just an ordinary person. Maybe he's worked out and is slightly stronger than others, but he's still just an ordinary person."

"I'm also curious why he's stepping into the ring, knowing he's bound to lose."

"An ordinary person daring to challenge a professional boxer, a world-class boxer at that, is just… reckless!"

Seeing what the Swordsmen said, netizens were puzzled. What was really going on?

Was Lin Fan tired of living?

At this time, facing Big Wilson's insults, Lin Fan didn't take it to heart. He smiled slightly and said, "You just fought Mr. Sun, do you want to rest first, catch your breath before we fight, to avoid saying later that I'm taking advantage of you?"

Big Wilson paused, then angrily said, "Who do you think you're looking down on, kid? Do I need a rest? Against a little girl like you, I can take on 100 at once!"

Lin Fan nodded, "Alright then, everyone heard him, he said no need to rest. Don't say I bullied you later."

Big Wilson was furious. He really didn't know where this kid got his confidence from. Listening to him was really infuriating.

"Watch my punch!" Big Wilson raised his fist, ready to strike.

But just at that moment. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Ring ring ring…

A phone rang in Lin Fan's pocket.

"Sorry, hold on a second, let me take this call first," Lin Fan chuckled, pulling out his phone.

The entire venue fainted.

In such a tense moment, Lin Fan was answering a call?

The call came from Wei Yue'er: "Hello, I've arrived at the auction site. The auction is about to start. Where are you…?"