Liu Shengji smiled and said at this ti, "No wonder Elder Luo is so confident, it seems that your grandson really does have considerable talent."
Zhu Wushi shook his head:
"Not bad, quite normal. That kid from Northeast Martial University, after defeating eight people, was already at the end of his tether. Taking that hit wasn’t too far-fetched, it’s acceptable."
Luo Tiance smiled, but said nothing.
In his heart, he thought, ’You old thing, there’s no need to show off here, very soon you will know who the real clown is.’
’Look down on my grandson, just you wait!’
Luo Tiance’s temper was usually quite good, but if anyone ntioned his grandson, he could easily beco irate.
Now all the spectators began to look forward to Luo Yu’s next battle, eager to know his true strength.
At the sa ti, nurous foreign forces were also watching at the sa mont, sitting in a dark conference space were several dark figures.
They were the leaders of the various foreign powers.
But when they saw the six Grand Masters admit that the God’s Child was fake, a disdainful laughter burst out in the conference room.
"Gaga, how foolish the people of Great Xia are, we have known this secret for a long ti."
"What a laughable strategy, it might deceive them temporarily, but can it deceive them forever? Now they are bound to lose the trust of the people."
"It’s a pity, we were planning to expose the fake Godchild at the World Competition, to make the people of Great Xia despair, but they unexpectedly burst their own bubble in advance. What a regret!"
"Hahaha, I wonder what kind of feeling that so-called Godchild Luo Yu has now that he’s fallen from the altar and lost the admiration of thousands."
"Us, beings of such high stature, shouldn’t waste our ti talking about such weak little ants, it’s unnecessary, unnecessary."
The leaders chatted rrily, until they suddenly noticed Luo Yu shattering the Martial Artist’s blade light and advancing.
The conference room suddenly quieted down a bit.
"This..."
"After all, he is the grandson of that old freak Luo Tiance, it’s normal for him to have so strength and talent."
"Right, you can’t expect the kid to be a total weakling who can’t even truss a chicken, right."
"I think at most, he has the combat power of a Second-Rank."
"Pretty much, actually having First Rank combat power doesn’t matter to us at all. Our Godchild is invincible in the world, the gods are constantly awakening, and Great Xia, even with dozens more First Rankers, is aningless."
At the Great Capital Base City, the sports stadium finished the first round of group qualifiers.
The final seventy participants were divided into groups of five, forming fourteen groups, to battle in a free-for-all.
To compete for the strongest fourteen participants.
And the grouping thod was not by drawing lots, but by several First-Rate Peak Masters, based on the combat performance of the contestants, like Zhao Yunliu and Xiang Kunlun, the seeded contestants were separated.
To avoid eting before the final battle.
"Boom! Boom!"
After a half-hour rest for the contestants, the battle began.
The ones who made it to the second round were all talented Martial Artists with unique skills and substantial strength. The weakest had the combat power of a Second Rank Peak, but most were above a First Rank Master.
Xiang Kunlun was the first to enter the stage in the first group. With just a glance from his Heavy Pupil, all four First Rank Martial Artists expelled scattered gazes, spitting blood and falling to the ground.
He smoothly beca the first contestant to advance, prompting a wave of cheers and adulation.
Dajiuer was the second to appear. Against four opponents, nine ethereal fox tails erged behind her; her opponents’ attacks couldn’t break through the fox tails and they were entangled helplessly until they collapsed from exhaustion.
Dajiuer advanced easily, her extraordinary beauty capturing the admiration of countless n.
Zhao Yunliu’s spear technique was unmatched, Sun Zhantian’s sword pressure was overwhelming, Zhu Tiangang’s strange "Porcelain Bowl Kowtow Technique" caught everyone off guard, while Liu Sheng Tan, Li Wushuang, and Cao Potian didn’t show what they were particularly good at, but simply overwheld their opponents with their presence.
They were clearly a level above the talented Martial Artists from Martial Universities, and not even worth their second strike. Even in the second round, they swept away their opponents with one move—an absolute instant kill.
Actually, the advancent of these individuals was within expectations, for the fa of The Eight Young Masters of Great Xia had long been widespread.
However, the unknown Zhu Zhuqing Sisters’ easy seconds to kill their opponents and advance really shocked the spectators.
The most preposterous thing was, these Zhu Zhuqing Sisters, just like Dajiuer earlier, were all from Wudao Province’s Martial Arts University.
All beautiful won, and all from the sa Martial University, it was a coincidence that couldn’t be more coincidental.
There were only fourteen spots for the third round, and now Wudao Province’s Martial Arts University had claid three of them.
Top-ranked schools like Jing, Demon, and Northeast Provinces had only managed to secure two spots each thus far.
Southern Province Martial Arts University, with Xiang Kunlun, was the only exception this year to have soone enter the third round, holding one spot.
Now that ten of the fourteen spots had been confird, there were still four more battles to go.
Even the VIPs like Zhu Wushi in their lounge were astonished.
"Elder Luo, those three won seem to be very close to your grandson; where did they spring from?"
Luo Tiance replied coldly, "No comnt."
In fact, he also didn’t know where his grandson had picked up such three powerful won from.
They all obviously possessed the strength of the First Rank Summit, and such strength was certainly not common.
His grandson’s charm with won was really sothing.
The corners of Luo Tiance’s mouth couldn’t help but curl up.
Soon, three more battles concluded, and the students advancing were from Jing Province, Demon Province, and Northeast Martial University, each possessing top-notch Ancient Spirits: the esteed Guan Zhong, the Military God Sun Wu, and Han Xin, the Immortal of War.
Luo Yu finally understood why Wudao Province’s Martial Arts University had been fourth year after year.
The top three Martial Universities indeed had profound foundations.
Each had three genius students advancing, and if it weren’t for Dajiuer and the Zhu Zhuqing Sisters erging out of nowhere, they couldn’t possibly have matched in terms of the number of slots secured.
Soon, Luo Yu also stepped onto the stage to fight the last battle, vying for the final spot.
His opponents were four First Rank Martial Artists; the caliber of opponents this round was much higher than the last.
Long Xiaoyun, Zhang Cong, and Sun Changqing, the three presidents of the Martial Universities, stared intently at the situation on the stage.
Now, with each of the four top Martial Universities having three students advance, if Luo Yu were to advance as well, Wudao Province’s Martial Arts University would exclusively hold four spots, overshadowing their alma maters.
Shi Kai, on the other hand, gradually began to smile, thinking to himself that it was a sure win. He had never doubted Luo Yu’s strength from the beginning.
"Platform 14, battle—"
"Begin!"
"Boom boom."
On the stage, the other four charged forward in unison, their eyes fiercely sharp, "Luo Yu, you’ve trained for less than three months; this is far enough for you!"
"Failing here still ans you’re strong, and you won’t have lost face."
"To show you our respect, we four will join forces to take you down."
Four towering Ancient Spirits materialized on the stage, emanating the powerful aura of true First Rank Martial Artists.
They directly summoned their Dao Ze Worlds, bringing with them the power of a world to press down on Luo Yu.
Their aim was to blast him squarely off the platform.
"Boom!"
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, sothing strange happened. The joint attack of the four actually went right through Luo Yu’s body, as if they had hit thin air, blasting open the tal ground while Luo Yu remained unscathed.
"What’s going on!"
"How did he do that?"
"What kind of magic is this?"
Not just the audience, but the four contestants on stage were also dumbfounded. They had concentrated the power of the Dao Ze World to press down on Luo Yu, but if they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn’t have felt his presence even with their eyes closed.
After a wild and violent assault, panting heavily, they still couldn’t touch a hair on Luo Yu.
"Down you go."
Luo Yu shook his head slowly and snapped his fingers.
"Bang bang bang—"
Like fireworks exploding, the four’s Dao Ze Worlds went into disarray and burst apart, turning into fireworks.
They fell, spitting blood in defeat.
The referee was stunned, and it wasn’t until Luo Yu looked over that they hurriedly announced his victory.
"The last advancing participant: Wudao Province’s Martial Arts University, Luo Yu!"
President Shi Kai was overjoyed, laughing in front of Sun Changqing and the other presidents, boasting, "Hahaha, Brother Luo is aweso! Out of fourteen slots to advance, Wudao Province’s Martial Arts University alone claims four."
Long Xiaoyun and the others turned green with envy; for the first ti in years, Shi Kai had managed to outdo them.
Shi Kai finally had his mont of triumph.
The audience was completely dazzled by Luo Yu’s strength.
"Holy! With that strength, you’re telling us he’s a fake God’s Child?"
"Where are the six family heads, co out and explain this."
"Instantly defeating four First Rank warriors, and you call that a false God’s Child?"
Inside the VIP room, the atmosphere was extrely quiet and delicate; the expressions of the six family heads were wonderfully astonished and perplexed.
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