Chapter 1159: False Son of God or the True God in the Battle of National Concern
Chapter 1159 The battle that attracts national attention, the false Son of God, or the true Son of God?
Luo Yu appeared on the stage, and instantly countless eyes were attracted.
As the Son of God, everyone in the world knows him.
In the past, his belief as a warrior and people all over the world has completely collapsed under the explanation of the six masters.
Although there were no voices attacking or cursing him, everyone felt betrayed and deceived.
Even though intellectually he felt that it was not easy for Luo Yu to play the role of the Son of God for so many years, he still felt uncomfortable in his heart.
There is also a feeling of being ownerless and fearful, because there is no god in Daxia, but there are gods outside the country.
Moreover, the number of divine sons is not just a matter of one or two. The number of the most powerful foreign forces and divine sons has even reached more than ten, which is extremely terrifying.
Whether at the scene or in front of the screen, many of the audience were watching the game with their hands folded.
We look forward to the emergence of real talents in this competition and taking the lead in Daxia.
Otherwise there is really no hope.
"Will God Son Luo Yu win?"
There were retorts from the crowd: "Still called Luo Yu Shenzi? Isn't he pretending to be?"
"I don't believe, I don't believe that the Son of God that I have trusted for eighteen years is fake and fake!"
"You have to believe it even if you don't believe it. In fact, I don't want to believe this either, but the six masters have joined forces to speak out and certify it. How can it be false? These are the six most powerful men in our Great Xia.
ah."
"But Director Luo hasn't come forward to speak yet, right?"
"People also want to save face, and don't forget that Luo Yu is Director Luo's grandson. Of course it's hard for him to come forward and speak out."
"Alas...what should I do...the Son of God is fake, what else is real in our Daxia."
The crowd generally fell into pessimism, and a sense of panic began to linger in everyone's heart.
Only when I saw Zhao Yunliu and other geniuses beating nine times easily did I feel a little more hopeful.
At this time, Luo Yu was already standing on the ring with nine other players.
He didn't know any of the nine people. They came from different nine martial arts schools. The weakest was the third grade, and the strongest was the second grade. After all, it was a group stage where seven hundred advanced to seventy, so the strength in the group was weak.
"Group No. 699 is ready, the competition is official——"
"start!"
Following the order, all the audience in the venue, the bosses in the VIP room, and the people in Daxia in front of the screen all focused their attention, wanting to know the combat power of Luo Yu, the fake son of god.
of.
"Swish!!"
The nine people moved together and started fighting, and they actually left Luo Yu dead.
The battle lasted half a day.
In the end, there was only one person left standing on the field, a second-grade young man from Northeastern Wuhan University.
His body was covered with scars, but his energy was as strong as a rainbow.
Luo Yu was very puzzled as to why no one came to beat him and he had to fight by himself first. What was going on?
He thought the nine people would shout that the impostor would die.
The only remaining young man from Northeastern Wuhan University walked towards Luo Yu, cupped his fists and bowed:
"The Son of God Luo Yu."
"Thank you for your contribution to Daxia in the past eighteen years. Although you are fake, I still admire you very much."
"If I were to act, let alone whether I could perform well in these eighteen years, let alone take on this responsibility, thank you."
Luo Yu was very surprised. He didn't expect that the other party would respect him so much, and neither did the audience outside the stadium.
However, the words of this young man from Northeastern Wuhan University touched their hearts.
"Shenzhen Luo Yu has only been practicing for a few months. Even if he is weaker, it is natural. What I discussed before the game is that the nine of us will decide the winner first, and the winner will take you down to show our respect for you.
"
"Thank you." Luo Yu honestly felt very warm.
He is busy running around for Daxia every day. If the people he wants to protect are a group of white-eyed wolves, he will really be disgusted. Fortunately, this is not the case. They are all people who know how to be grateful.
"Sir Luo Yu, I'm going to take action." A sword-wielding general stood behind the young man.
The sword slashed down, and the sword's light was stunning.
Luo Yu didn't move at all, didn't dodge or evade, and the audience thought he was frightened.
Unexpectedly, Luo Yu raised his hand and clamped it upward, and actually clamped the stunning sword light directly.
"This..." The young man from Northeastern Wuhan University widened his eyes.
Although he didn't use all his strength, it's not like a mortal body could catch it so easily.
"Damn it, what's going on? Isn't the Son of God a fake? This answer is too easy."
"???"
"Don't make trouble. What did the six masters say? The Son of God is a fake. He doesn't have much real strength. He only relies on secret treasures."
Luo Yu didn't care about the discussion outside the court. He smiled softly and twisted his fingers.
"Keng!"
The sword broke in response to the sound and turned into two pieces.
"Go down."
Hearing Luo Yu's voice, the young man from Northeastern Wuhan University nodded knowingly.
"okay."
Seeing the young man walking down the ring obediently, the audience was in an uproar. Unexpectedly, Luo Yu's simple move had such an amazing effect.
"Are you giving up now?"
"do not fight?"
"Don't be so cowardly."
"This is a spanking. Two fingers pinched the blade and broke it off. If you spank me again, it would be rude and you will suffer."
"I haven't seen what Luo Yu's strength is yet. He doesn't look like a false son of a god."
Everyone in the audience became suspicious and looked in the direction of the VIP room.
In the VIP room, Zhu Wuwu and others also looked shocked.
"Lao Luo, your grandson didn't use the secret treasure?"
Luo Tiance glanced at them sideways, snorted and said nothing: "If it doesn't work, you go down and supervise the referee."
Liu Shengji smiled at this time and said: "No wonder Lao Luo is so confident. It seems that your grandson really has a lot of talent."
Zhu ignored his head and shook his head:
"It's okay, it's normal. After the boy from Northeastern Martial Arts University defeated eight people, he was already at the end of his strength. Taking on such a fight is not too outrageous and is acceptable."
Luo Tiance smiled but said nothing.
I secretly thought to myself, you old guy, there is no need for you to act cool here, you will soon know who the clown is today.
Look down on my grandson, just wait!
Luo Tiance usually has a good temper, but if someone makes trouble for his grandson, he will easily become irritable.
Now all the viewers are looking forward to Luo Yu's next battle and want to know what Luo Yu's true strength is.
At the same time, many foreign forces were watching at the same time. Several black figures were sitting in the dark conference space.
They are the leaders of various foreign forces.
But when the heads of the six families took the initiative to admit that the Son of God was a fake, disdainful laughter erupted in the conference room.
"Quack, stupid Daxia people, we have known this secret for a long time."
"What a ridiculous strategy. It can be hidden for a while or for a lifetime. This time they will lose the trust of the people in them."
"It's a pity. I originally planned to reveal the news about the fake Son of God at the World Series, which made the people of Daxia despair. I didn't expect that they actually exposed the lie in advance. It's really a pity."
"Hahaha, the so-called Son of God Luo Yu doesn't know how he feels when he suddenly falls from the altar and loses the admiration of thousands of people."
"What are we, people of our caliber, doing talking about a weak ant like him? It's unnecessary, unnecessary."
The leaders were chatting happily when they suddenly discovered that Luo Yu had crushed the warrior's sword light and was advancing.
The conference room suddenly became quiet for a while.
"this……"
"After all, he is the perverted grandson of Luo Tiance. It is normal for him to have some strength and talent."
"Yes, you can't expect that kid to be a useless waste, right?"
"I see, if you have a second-grade combat power, you will die."
"Absolutely. In fact, it doesn't matter to us if we have first-class combat power. Our Son of God is invincible in the world, and the gods are constantly recovering. Even if there are dozens more first-class warriors in Daxia, it is meaningless."
In the base city of Dajing, at the stadium, the first round of the group stage has ended.
The final seventy people were divided into fourteen groups of five for a melee.
Compete to find the strongest fourteen people.
The grouping method is not drawn by lots, but by several first-level masters. The players are grouped according to their combat performance, similar to how seed players like Zhao Yunliu and Xiang Kunlun will be separated.
Avoid meeting before the final battle.
"Boom boom!"
After giving the players half an hour of rest, the battle began.
Those who can win the second round are all talented warriors with unique skills and hard strength. The weakest ones have peak second-level combat power, and most of them are masters of first-level or above.
Xiang Kunlun appeared on the stage in the first group. His eyes flashed and he just glared. All four first-level warriors lost their sight and vomited blood and fell to the ground.
He successfully became the first contestant to advance, arousing countless cheers and admiration.
Dajiuer appeared for the second time, facing four opponents. Nine illusory fox tails appeared behind her. All the opponent's attacks could not break the fox tails. They were entangled and fell to the ground after exhausting their strength.
Da Jiu'er was successfully promoted, and her extraordinary beauty attracted the favor of countless men.
Zhao Yunliu's spear skills are unparalleled, Sun Zhantian's sword power is monstrous, Zhu Tiangang's weird bowl-arranging and kowtow skills make it difficult for everyone to guard against, Liu Shengtan, Li Wushuang and Cao Potian have not shown any specific areas of expertise, and they overwhelm their opponents with their momentum alone.
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It was obviously a level higher than the talented warriors who had great martial arts skills. No one was even worthy of their second attack. Even in the second round, they were all swept away with one move, an absolute instant kill.
In fact, it was expected that these people would be promoted. After all, the reputation of the Eight Young Masters of Great Xia has been spread for a long time.
However, the little-known sisters Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun easily defeated their opponents and advanced, which really shocked the audience.
The most outrageous thing is that this Zhu Zhuqing sister and the previous Da Jiuer are both from Wuhan University in Sichuan Province.
They are all beauties, and they all come from the same Wuhan University. What a coincidence.
There are only fourteen people who have entered the third round, and Wuhan University in Sichuan Province currently has three.
The three top universities in Beijing Province, Magic Province, and Northeast China only have two places each.
Because Wuhan University of Southern Province has Xiang Kunlun, for the first time this year, someone entered the third round and occupied a spot.
Now ten of the fourteen places have been determined, and the last four battles are still to be played.
Even Zhu Wuwu and others in the VIP room were shocked.
"Lao Luo, these three women seem to be very close to your grandson. Where did they come from?"
Luo Tiance said coldly: "No comment."
In fact, he didn't know where his grandson abducted three such powerful women.
Obviously, they all have the strength of the first-grade peak, and the first-grade peak is not a cabbage.
My grandson is so lucky to have a woman.
The corners of Luo Tiance's mouth turned up unconsciously.
Soon, three more battles ended, and those who qualified were students from Jing Province, Demon Province, and Northeastern Martial Arts University. They had top ancient heroes, the famous general Guan Zhong, the military god Sun Wu, and the military immortal Han Xin.
Luo Yu finally knew why Wuhan University in Sichuan Province was ranked fourth every year.
The top three Wuhan universities do have profound foundations.
Each has three prodigies who have been promoted. If it weren't for Da Jiu'er and Zhu Zhuqing sisters, it would have been impossible for them to be tied in terms of quotas.
Soon, Luo Yu also came to the ring for the last battle to compete for the last spot.
The opponent is four first-level players, and the gold content of the opponent this time is much higher than in the previous round.
Long Xiaoyun, Zhang Cong, Sun Changqing and other three Wuhan University principals stared at the situation on the ring.
Nowadays, only three people from the four top Wuhan universities have qualified. If Luo Yu qualified again, then Wuhan University in Sichuan Province would have only four places, and their alma mater would be squeezed.
Shi Kai gradually showed a smile, secretly calming down. From the beginning to the end, he did not doubt Luo Yu's strength.
"No. 14, fight -"
"start!"
"Boom boom."
On the ring, the other four people rushed over with sharp eyes: "Luo Yu, you have been practicing for less than three months, and you can finish here!"
"If you fail here, you are already very strong. You won't lose face."
"To show our respect for you, the four of us will work together to send you down."
Four huge ancient heroic spirits manifested themselves on the stage, exuding the powerful aura of a true first-grade warrior.
They directly summoned the world of Dao and brought the power of the world to oppress Luo Yu.
He must be blasted out of the ring with dignity.
"boom!"
In full view of everyone, a strange thing happened. The four people's joint attack actually passed through Luo Yu's body, as if it hit the air. The alloy ground exploded, but Luo Yu was unscathed.
"what happened!"
"How is this done?"
"What kind of magical power is this?"
Not only were the audience exclaimed and confused, but the four players on the field were also confused. The power of the condensed Taoist world pressed against Luo Yu's body, but if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been able to feel where Luo Yu was with his eyes closed.
After bombarding for a long time, he was very tired, but he couldn't do anything to Luo Yu.
"Go down."
Luo Yu slowly shook his head and snapped his fingers.
"Bang bang bang——"
Just like fireworks exploding, the Taoist world of the four people exploded into chaos and turned into fireworks.
Vomited blood and collapsed.
The referee was confused, but Luo Yu finally looked over and announced his victory.
"The finalist is: Wuhan University of Sichuan Province, Luo Yu!"
Principal Shi Kai was ecstatic and laughed loudly in front of principals such as Sun Changqing: "Hahaha, Brother Luo is awesome! There are fourteen promotion places, and our Sichuan Province Wuhan University won four."
Long Xiaoyun and others' faces turned green. This was the first time in so many years that they were suppressed by Shi Kai.
Shi Kai felt proud.
The audience was completely amazed by Luo Yu's strength.
"Zhuo! With this strength, are you telling us that he is a fake son of God?"
"Where are the six masters? Come out and explain."
"Instant seconds, the fourth level, this horse riding horse is called the false god son?"
In the VIP room, the atmosphere was extremely quiet and subtle, and the six masters had very wonderful and astonished expressions.