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Chapter 836 Are You Sure You Can Win?

on the Internet.

Netizens went crazy instantly!

Su Mu's topic has already occupied the headlines of major social software.

And now this picture has made him throw other hot searches out of the eighteen streets.

One-sided praise cannot be so lively.

Su Mu's arrogant attitude irritated many people.

These people all regarded this as major negative news.

The scolding war between the two sides on the Internet has frightened the backend service personnel of major software.

"Holy shit! Is it true or false?"

"Damn it, from now on, I will call him Su Shen!"

"You idiot upstairs, isn't Su Shen the homophone of "Losing God"? Do you want the scumbag to lose?"

"I'm going to... Nima!"

"The scumbag is so fierce! This... this... damn, I was so scared that I peed, right?"

"What is our scumbag going to do? Is he crazy?"

"I hope the organizer will stand up and prevent this rare exchange meeting from happening. We should ban this kind of sensationalist, but such people are being flattered without thinking. I have to say that this is the tragedy of human nature.

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"This guy is a scourge. I can't imagine how such a scourge could become a professor!"

"You idiot upstairs, are you talking about a human being, a scourge? You are a scourge to the whole family!"

"Hey, an idol who has not yet debuted, not even a singer, has become so crazy and is proud of being a scumbag. It is really a deteriorating world and people's hearts are not the same!"

"Fuck you, uncle, upstairs!"

The Internet is full of fierce scoldings.

But no matter what, this explosive heat has caused shock on the Internet.

Over in the Imperial Capital, the exchange meeting at Imperial Capital University was completely lonely.

The same exchange meeting held in the auditorium was also full of people, but everyone's thoughts were not on the exchange meeting.

But on the phone.

Feng Jinnian, the old president of Imperial University, was so angry that he died.

There is a live broadcast on the Internet.

More than 100,000 people gathered outside the auditorium of Dongyang University.

But here at Teito University, there is not even a ghost.

Even if there were, they would only pass by in twos and threes, running towards the dormitory with their eyes full of joy, in order to gather with their roommates to watch Su Mu's performance.

The original exchange meeting for liberal arts and science subjects was lackluster. It was just about reciting poetry and showing off the school's scientific research results.

You let tens of thousands of students sit back and watch this thing?

But what can Teito University do?

I have to bite the bullet and continue.

One side is extremely cold.

The place was extremely lively.

A sharp contrast.

At this time, Su Mu didn't care about anything else.

Holding the microphone and a lollipop in his mouth, he stood in front of the stage and looked at the exchange group provocatively.

He chose to attack boldly after careful consideration.

In this situation, a rash move may have negative consequences.

Su Mu didn't want to affect Liu Jianming.

However, if he can really achieve the boasted Haikou in one fell swoop, it will definitely be an unprecedented feat for Dongyang University.

It is even an unprecedented feat for Chinese education.

Because China’s higher education lags behind Europe and the United States, this is an indisputable fact.

Liberal arts do not count.

Science, engineering, economics, law, art.

Totally backward.

Especially art.

This thing is not for food, and for ordinary people, it is even dispensable.

But in this world, there really are chains of discrimination and classes.

Art and society are what children of wealthy families learn.

Because they don’t need to study financial engineering in order to survive or get rid of class.

They have stood at the top of the pyramid of this world.

They only need to learn to control people's hearts, and there will be countless elites working for them and grabbing more resources for them.

Especially Western art.

In most cases, Western art far exceeds Eastern art.

This is not the value of something at an auction.

That's not artistic value, that's just antique value.

The piano is undoubtedly the crown of Western contemporary art.

Classical and modern, this is a powerful tool for Westerners to show off.

Now, an Easterner suddenly appeared and dared to use their pretentious weapon to resist them.

Is that okay?

This kind of person must be killed directly.

Let him never stand up again.

Moreover, this arrogant man actually dared to make a one-on-one announcement in front of the camera.

Or let yourself choose any challenge method you want.

They even wantonly humiliated their beliefs in front of the camera.

Do you have to kneel when God comes?

Damn bastard.

Su Mu felt countless angry looks from the exchange group, but his face still looked relaxed.

He didn't even look at the son of God next to Cole.

Except for him, no one in the exchange group could be Su Mu's opponent.

No matter which way they choose.

All musical instruments from the East and the West are mastered by Su Mu.

Even if he is unpopular, he is not afraid.

Because, he can be possessed by Fatty.

That is no longer cheating.

Then he is God.

God of art.

Putting aside the artistic achievements accumulated over millions of years by the Feng Empire carried by Fatty, the sum total of art on earth in just three to five thousand years is simply a drop in the ocean compared to the artistic achievements of the Feng Empire.

Fatty can win with just one toe.

The only variable is the guy next to Cole.

Su Mu was not sure how big the other party's background was.

Because until now, there is no news from Feng Heguang.

So, this guy is at least a son of God.

And he has terrifying authority and strength.

So, are there still superintelligent entities like Fatty in the Hall of Heroes?

Fatty was once the controlling super brain of the escape ark Hall of Valor.

There must be a backup super brain in the Hall of Valor.

Not even just one.

Is this possible?

Of course there is.

Moreover, Su Mu could always feel that there was a vague energy fluctuation in the guy next to Cole.

What it was, he couldn't be sure.

If you make a bad mistake, you may definitely capsize.

What are your strengths?

Fatty, Ye Zu, fragments of the emperor's armor.

The Su clan does not count.

The founder, Su Youyang, did not show Su Mu the true trump card and strength of the Yousu clan.

But the other person is different.

The opponent's advantage is the entire Hall of Valor.

Even in the Hall of Valor with a population of 50 billion, the army cultivated by the source liquid extracted from soul energy could probably flood the earth.

In comparison, Su Mu's individual advantages are almost negligible.

Principal Liu can't control that much at this time.

He asked Professor Ning to call Su Mu down, pulled him aside, and whispered almost angrily:

"Living ancestor, you really want to see me hang myself!"

Su Mu chuckled:

"Senior brother, don't worry, it's okay."

"You're welcome...!"

Principal Liu was very angry and used foul language.

Holding back the will-o'-the-wisp in his heart, Old Liu looked at him solemnly and said:

"Su Mu, are you sure you can win?"

Su Mu thought for a while, nodded and said:

"Definitely...nine of them must be won!"

Liu Jianming...!

Woohoo!

I want to cry.

What the hell.

You brag and shout the slogan, you will win ten games, and you will lose even if you lose one.

Give me a nine-game winning streak?

What's the use?

Falling short?


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