Chapter 1030 The champion and the first, the media interview, the words are amazing!
Chapter 1030: No. 1 Scholar, Media Interview, Shocking Words!
The official response was swift.
Luo Yu was quickly declared the number one martial arts scholar in the Dajing Province.
An elegant plaque was delivered to the stage, with four large ancient Chinese characters written "No. 1 Scholar and No. 1" written on it, showing nobility and glory.
This is an absolute honor that can only be obtained by defeating martial arts candidates from all over the province. There is no falsification of strength.
If it were an ordinary person, winning the province's martial arts champion would be regarded as honoring one's ancestors.
In another hundred years, he will have to be first in line to worship ancestors.
You must know that the top scorer in the college entrance examination before the resurrection of the gods is far less valuable than the current top scorer in Wu.
The top scorer in the college entrance examination may not necessarily have a great future.
However, as long as Wu Zhuangyuan does not fall, he will definitely become an extraordinary combat power in the future, become the pillar of the entire Great Xia, and even have the opportunity to become the patron saint of the entire Great Xia.
Title on the gold medal list, number one scholar and rank.
There is no doubt that it is the ultimate dream of millions of martial arts candidates across the country.
And this honor now belongs entirely to Luo Yu.
Perhaps the only ones that can surpass the glory of "No. 1 Scholar" are top titles such as "Pillar of Great Xia" and "Stone of the Sky".
But this is not an honor that young people have the opportunity to obtain at all.
If you can get the honor of "Pillar of Great Xia", you will have to be the first in line for family ancestor worship in the future.
It is enough to accept the admiration of the whole of Daxia.
Standing next to Luo Yu was a third-grade master, it was Li Qingfeng, the third-grade black-clothed governor who had appeared when he had awakened the ancient heroic spirit.
He held up the plaque "No. 1 Scholar" in his hand, and his face was filled with excitement of congratulations, waiting for Luo Yu to take it.
"Congratulations, Master Luo!"
"You are the undisputed number one in the Dajing Martial Arts Examination."
Even under the glare of countless media cameras and watched by hundreds of thousands of spectators, Li Qingfeng, as the governor, still did not hesitate to praise him, and even had the intention of flattering him, without caring about his own face.
face?
How much money can face be worth?
Li Qingfeng didn't care about this. He looked at the young master in front of him with a smile. He would be promoted in a few days and his transfer order was coming soon.
One is that his achievements over the years are indeed in place, and the other is naturally that his performance in taking care of Luo Yu when he woke up in Tianjing Square last time was recognized. Since he stepped into the department with his left foot first, he was given priority in promotion opportunities.
On Luo Yu's side, facing the cheers of tens of thousands of spectators, the reflection of media cameras, and the congratulations of Li Qingfeng beside him, he seemed very indifferent, without any pride or complacency, because in his heart, winning
It's natural to win the top prize in martial arts, but don't do six basic skills.
There was still a blurry golden figure behind him, which could not be dispersed for a long time.
Everyone was extremely curious, constantly guessing which of the legendary great gods this ancient heroic spirit's shadow was, yet he casually defeated Lu Chan, Huo Tongtian, Diao Lingluo, and Li Mu Shen. It was really too much.
A little more scary.
Luo Yu did not take the plaque and said to Li Qingfeng:
"You take it first."
Then, he walked towards the four geniuses who were defeated and fell to the ground in a panic.
"Everyone, get up."
"I held back my strength just now so that I wouldn't hit you so hard that you wouldn't be able to get up."
Huo Tongtian, who was half kneeling on the ground, had his mouth twitching.
It would be great if you honestly presented the award there, and no one paid attention to us, so we could sneak off the stage and leave.
It's great now, why don't you come here specially to kill people and kill your heart?
"Too stupid!"
Li Mushen got up from the ground, feeling equally speechless in his heart.
Lu Chan held her waist, as if wearing a mask of pain, and stood up with a hiss.
"Master is an old liar. I promised that I would be invincible when I came down from the mountain. I joined forces with others and were destroyed like this. I am convinced."
Although campus goddess Diao Lingluo was defeated, her mental outlook was surprisingly good.
There was no trace of disappointment on her face, and her eyes even shone brighter. However, her spiritual energy was consumed too much, and her complexion turned a little pale, giving her the appearance of a frail and morbid beauty.
Seeing the four people getting up one after another, Luo Yu smiled and said:
"It's okay."
"I think the four of you are pretty good. If I really hurt you badly, I'd still feel bad about it."
Huo Tongtian is young, so he subconsciously wants to refute, so you don't need to show concern.
But when the words came to his mouth, seeing Luo Yu's sincere eyes, showing no pretense, he actually believed what the other party said and swallowed back the bad words.
Finally he let out a long sigh.
Li Mushen smiled bitterly and shook his head:
"We have been fighting for a long time, but in the end you still hold back your strength and fight with us. Can't we show your true strength even if we use all our cards?"
Lu Chan bared her teeth from the side: "This guy is just a freak, completely different from us."
Luo Yu smiled and said nothing.
Lu Chan couldn't help but ask: "How much strength did you use in the battle against us just now?"
"Guess?" Luo Yu blinked.
"Seventy percent?" Lu Chan made a bold assumption.
Luo Yu rolled his eyes.
"what do you think……"
Lu Chan paused and was choked.
Li Mushen asked: "Is there 60%?"
Luo Yu shook his head.
Huo Tongtian gritted his teeth and felt a little unsteady on his feet.
"Fifty percent?"
Luo Yu responded with a smile: "If you think 50% is acceptable, then let's count it as 50%."
The four of them were shocked, and so were the surrounding media reporters.
"You mean we haven't even forced out 50% of your strength?" Li Mushen swallowed, feeling a little hard to accept this fact.
"Just think that I used 50% of my strength." Luo Yu waved his hand carelessly.
"What does it mean to be me?"
Li Mushen's scalp was a little numb, and looking at the handsome and unbelievable fellow of the same age in front of him, he felt an indescribable feeling of shock in his heart.
"Forty percent! No more." Huo Tongtian gritted his teeth and his eyes were red. It seemed that this was the limit that his self-esteem could bear.
Lu Chan clapped her hands: "Please, don't ask anymore, aren't we humiliating ourselves? I can't accept this stimulation, so let's stop this topic."
"Yes, I can't ask anymore." Li Mushen also smiled bitterly to stop him, fearing that his Taoist heart would collapse.
Diao Lingluo remained silent, with a pair of beautiful watery eyes, staring at Luo Yu seriously, making Luo Yu feel embarrassed to look at it, but there was no impurity in the little girl's eyes, it seemed that she was just
Simply enjoying it.
Seeing Luo Yu looking at her, Diao Lingluo cupped her hands and said:
"congratulation!"
"Lord Son of God."
"I remember you, the genius awakener in Tianjing Square last time." Luo Yu said gently.
Diao Lingluo's eyebrows were curved, showing a happy look.
"Lord Son of God still remembers me."
Luo Yu laughed in surprise.
"If you can't remember this, you can go and get diagnosed as Alzheimer's disease."
Diao Lingluo shook her head vigorously.
"How can it be!"
"You are not allowed to talk about yourself like this, the Son of God is in his prime."
Huo Tongtian, Li Mushen and Lu Chan immediately turned their heads and looked directly at Diao Lingluo, keenly aware that there was definitely something wrong with this girl.
They were all immersed in the pain of failure, so why was this girl so happy?
Diao Lingluo's current mentality is the same as that of a successful star chaser. She is very happy to be able to stand in the same arena and compete with the male idol she considers.
As for defeat.
Is it embarrassing to lose to your favorite male idol?
Isn't this what it should be?
"I'm a little sleepy. Let's go home and sleep." Luo Yu waved his hand casually at this time and was about to leave the ring.
Li Qingfeng followed Luo Yu obediently, without expressing any personal opinions and completely following Luo Yu's rhythm.
However, as soon as Luo Yu stepped off the ring, he was surrounded by reporters from the media.
One by one, the lights were flashed and the microphone was handed over.
"Sir Kamiko, I am a reporter from Kyogoku Media. Can I conduct a short interview with you?"
"No." Luo Yu refused directly and continued walking out without stopping.
Media reporters have strong professional ethics and are unwilling to give up even if they are rejected. They desperately want to gain useful confidence in interviews.
Followed closely behind Luo Yu.
"May I ask what you think of the man who finally won the title of Military Champion in the capital after a bloody battle?"
Luo Yu waved his hand.
"I'm going to correct you, there's no bloodbath, there's no heroic struggle, it's very normal, I don't have any thoughts, just capture it normally."
The reporter was immediately choked.
"Just take it normally..."
If it weren't for his good professionalism, the interview would have ended immediately with him almost choking.
"What do you think of the four opponents you fought against?"
"Very good, great." Luo Yu said concisely.
"Sir, Son of God, you really cherish your words like gold." The reporter smiled and followed behind like a dog-skin plaster.
Luo Yu was speechless and turned around:
"I've been so perfunctory, how can you still lick me?"
"Lord Shenzi is joking, how do you feel about winning this championship?" Even if the reporter was criticized, he still maintained his iconic smile, as if to say, I'm sorry, it's useless for you to criticize me, I am a professional,
Under normal circumstances, I will never give up on an interview.
Luo Yu shook his head.
"I don't have any thoughts."
"It's just a martial arts champion, not worth mentioning."
Luo Yu's words made all the reporters stunned.
It can be said that they have interviewed countless martial arts candidates over the years, and this is the first person to speak so arrogantly. No martial arts candidate has ever dared to say such things.
Is Wu Zhuangyuan not worth mentioning?
What else can I mention?
Hundreds of thousands of spectators who were unwilling to leave also exploded.
"Awesome!"
"The Son of God is so awesome, even the top martial arts scholar can be said to be nothing by him."
"Awesome? This is obviously showing off!"
"I blanch him, he's so sexy, I love him so much." Many young urban girls have tightened their stockings and high heels on their beautiful legs, and their beautiful eyes are filled with peach blossoms.
"Is it illegal to pull? It's so cool, I like it so much!"
One of the reporters wanted to interview him, "Does your family know that you are so cool?"
After thinking about it, I decided not to ask.
After all, let alone the Son of God, he couldn't afford to offend him. He couldn't even afford to offend the Grandfather of the Son of God.
Luo Yu stopped walking out, turned his head, and looked carefully at the cameras, microphones and reporters around him.
He opened his mouth and said:
"Don't ask these useless topics again."
“The purpose of news is to help people understand the facts, educate and enlighten them, not gossip.”
"Wu Zhuangyuan is just not worth mentioning."
"What about the Dajing Base Province and the country's top martial arts champion? It just proves that he has a little bit of personal strength. To truly prove himself, it should be as small as protecting a family or as big as protecting the people of Daxia. This is the real strength.
Damn, it deserves to be praised."
Luo Yu's words were normal, but the reporters were silent, the tens of thousands of viewers were silent, and even the melon-eaters in front of the TV stopped talking.
The big bosses guarding Daxia in the VIP room clapped their hands and applauded.
"well said!"
"As expected of me, the Son of God of Great Xia, I speak with such a high standard."
"What is a pattern? This is called a pattern!"
Luo Yu ignored the reporters who were stunned and continued to walk out, taking just two steps.
He looked back:
"Oh, right."
"Since the camera is here, let me say something to the talented people of Daxia."
"There is no need to challenge me or set me as a target. That is meaningless. If you want to compare with me, then compare to the God of Slaughter."
"Slaughter...slaughter...slaughter the god?"
Each reporter's body shook and trembled, and they all trembled a little when they spoke.
Good professionalism is destroyed.
Luo Yu affirmed:
"Yes, it's the God of Slaughter!"
"I, the descendants of Yan and Huang, should have high aspirations. Fighting among ourselves is nothing. If you want to kill, then kill the gods!"
"No one will dare to covet me, Daxia, until I reach the outside world."
The reporters were holding cameras on their shoulders and their hands holding microphones were shaking constantly.
What Luo Yu said was really too bold.
Who doesn’t know that God is unattainable.
There is an unreachable gap from ordinary people.
And today, Luo Yu threatens to kill the gods? Isn't he afraid of offending the gods outside the country?
For a time, countless people became excited and restless.
Some people were worried that Luo Yu's words would offend the resurrecting gods and attract hostility.
Even more people cheered and applauded, extremely excited, feeling that the words of the Son of God were inspiring and inspiring, and he was worthy of being the number one Son of God in Great Xia.
You should have the courage to swallow the sky.
"The God of Killing..."
Huo Tongtian was behind, lowering his head and muttering.
"It turns out that the gap between him and me is not only in strength, but also..." He looked up at Luo Yu, his eyes focused, and he uttered the last two words: "Vigor."
Li Mu Shen shook his head repeatedly: "Beheading God is such a huge ambition. He really dares to think about it."
Diao Lingluo's eyes sparkled even more.
"While others are desperately trying to compete for the top spot in martial arts, has he already set his sights on such a high position?"
"It's amazing."
At this time, there was a young reporter who looked like he was just starting out and asked immature questions.
"Lord Shenzi, what is your biggest feeling about this competition? Can you tell me about it?"
Luo Yu turned his back and had already walked out of the crowd.
He didn't look back, and a melodious voice came from the front.
"I came, I conquered, and I left."
There are only nine ordinary words, but like a sledgehammer, it seems to be chiseling into everyone's soul, making the souls of those who hear it tremble.
They felt an invincible self-confidence, an indescribable self-confidence.
I even felt that the other party was neither happy nor sad about winning the top prize in martial arts. They had a completely casual attitude and really didn't care.
I wonder how many people in the world can have such a transcendent state of mind and invincible attitude.
"Is this...the Son of God..."
Someone murmured and looked at Luo Yu's back from afar, as if they were really getting to know him for the first time.