Douluo: Invincible from the capture of the goddess

Chapter 1159 The battle of national attention, the false son of God, or the real son of God?
When Luo Yu appeared on the stage, countless eyes were attracted in an instant.

As the Son of God, there is no one in the world who does not know him.

In the past, he has always been the belief of warriors and people all over the world, but today, under the explanation of the six masters, it completely collapsed.

Although there was no voice to attack and abuse him, everyone felt betrayed and deceived.

Even if Luo Yu thinks that it is not easy for Luo Yu to play the son of God for so many years intellectually, he still feels uncomfortable in his heart.

There is also a feeling of no master and fear, because Daxia has no gods, but there are gods outside.

Moreover, there are more than just one or two god sons. The most powerful foreign forces even have more than ten god sons, which is extremely terrifying.

Whether it is the audience on the scene or in front of the screen, many of them are watching the game with their hands folded.

Looking forward to the rise of real geniuses in this competition, who will play a leading role for Da Xia.

Otherwise there is really no hope.

"Will God Son Luo Yu win?"

There was a voice of rebuttal from the crowd: "Is he still called God Son Luo Yu? Isn't he just pretending?"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe that the son of God whom I have trusted for 18 years is a fake, a counterfeit!"

"If you don't believe it, you have to believe it. In fact, I don't want to believe it, but the six masters have joined forces to speak out and authenticate it. Can it be false? These are the six most powerful big brothers in our Great Xia."

"But Director Luo hasn't spoken out yet, has he?"

"People also need to save face, and don't forget, Luo Yu is the grandson of Director Luo, so of course it's not easy for him to speak out."

"Hey... what to do... The Son of God is fake, what else is true in Daxia?"

The crowd generally fell into pessimism, and a sense of panic began to linger in everyone's heart.

It was only when I saw Zhao Yunliu and other geniuses hitting nine with ease that I felt a little more hopeful.

At this time, Luo Yu had already stood on the ring with nine other contestants.

He didn't know any of the nine people. They came from different nine martial arts universities. The weakest was the third-rank combat power, and the strongest was the second-rank. After all, it was a group stage of [-] to [-], and the strength in the group was relatively weak.

"Group No. 699 is ready, the game is officially—"

"start!"

Following an order, all the audience, the bosses in the VIP room, or the people of Daxia in front of the screen all focused their attention, wanting to know the combat power of Luo Yu, the fake son of God.

"Shhhhh!!"

The nine people moved together and fought, leaving Luo Yu alone.

The battle lasted half a day.

In the end, there was only one person left on the field, a second-rank youth from Northeast Wuhan University.

He already had scars all over his body, but his momentum was like a rainbow.

Luo Yu was very puzzled, why no one came to beat him, and he fought on his own first, what's the situation.

He thought that the nine people would come shouting for their lives as counterfeit goods.

The only remaining youth from the Northeast Wuda University walked towards Luo Yu, cupped their fists and bowed:
"God son Luo Yu."

"Thank you for your dedication to Daxia in the past 18 years. Although you are fake, I still admire you."

"If it were me acting, let's not talk about whether I can perform well in the past 18 years, and I dare not take this responsibility, thank you."

Luo Yu was very surprised, he didn't expect the other party to respect him so much, neither did the audience outside the court.

However, the words of the young man from Northeast Wuhan University touched their hearts.

"God Luo Yu should have practiced for less than a few months. Even if the strength is weaker, it is only natural. What I discussed before the game is that the nine of us will decide the winner first, and the winner will take you to show respect for you."

"Thank you." Luo Yu felt very warm to be honest.

He is running around every day for Daxia, he is very busy, if he wants to protect a group of white-eyed wolves, he will really be disgusted, but fortunately it is not like this, they are all people who know how to be grateful.

"God son Luo Yu, I'm going to make a move." Behind the young man stands a general with a sword.

Slashed down with one knife, the light of the knife is amazing.

Luo Yu remained motionless, neither dodging nor dodging, and the audience thought he was frightened.

Unexpectedly, Luo Yu raised his hand to pinch upwards, and actually pinched the stunning knife light directly.

"This..." The young man from Northeast Wuhan University widened his eyes.

Although he didn't use all his strength, it's not like a mortal body can catch it so easily.

"Fuck, what's the situation, isn't the Son of God a fake? It's too easy to pick up."

"???"

"Don't make trouble, according to what the six masters said, the son of God is a counterfeit, and he doesn't have much real strength. He is relying on secret treasures."

Luo Yu didn't care about the discussions erupting outside the arena, smiled lightly, and twisted his fingers.

"Keng!"

The light of the knife cut off in response to the sound, turning into two pieces.

"Go down."

Hearing Luo Yu's voice, the youth of Northeast Wuhan University nodded with interest.

"okay."

Seeing the young man walking down the ring obediently, the audience was in an uproar. They didn't expect that Luo Yu's simple move would have such an astonishing effect.

"Is this admitting defeat?"

"do not fight?"

"It's not that cowardly."

"It's a fart, two fingers pinch off the light of the knife, it is impolite to hit again, you will suffer."

"Luo Yu hasn't figured out what kind of strength he is, and this doesn't look like a false god."

The audience became suspicious one by one, and looked in the direction of the VIP room.

In the VIP room, Zhu Wushi and the others also showed astonishment.

"Old Luo, your grandson doesn't use secret treasures?"

Luo Tiance glanced at them sideways, snorted coldly and said nothing: "It's really impossible, you go down to supervise and be the referee."

Liu Shengji said with a smile at this time: "No wonder Lao Luo is so confident. It seems that your grandson really has a lot of talent."

Zhu ignored and shook his head:
"It's okay, it's normal. After the boy from the Northeast Military University defeated eight people, he was already at the end of his battle. It's not too outrageous to take that one, and it's acceptable."

Luo Tiance smiled and said nothing.

I thought in my heart that you are an old bastard, you don't need to pretend to be here, you will know who the clown is very soon today.

Look down on my grandson, wait!
Luo Tiance usually has a good temper, but if someone talks about his grandson, he will easily become irritable.

Now all the audience are looking forward to Luo Yu's next battle, wanting to know what Luo Yu's real strength is.

At the same time, many foreign forces were also watching at the same time, and there were several black shadows sitting in the dark conference space.

They are the heads of various foreign forces.

But when the six masters took the initiative to admit that the Son of God was a fake, disdainful laughter broke out in the meeting room.

"Quack quack, stupid Daxia people, we have known this secret for a long time."

"It's a ridiculous strategy. It can be hidden for a while, or for a lifetime. This time they will lose the trust of the people."

"It's a pity. It was a pity that they planned to expose the news of the fake son of God at the World Series, which made the people of Daxia despair. I didn't expect them to expose the lie in advance. It's a pity."

"Hahaha, the so-called God Son Luo Yu doesn't know what it feels like to fall from the altar and lose the admiration of thousands of people."

"It's unnecessary for people of our height to talk about what a weak ant like him is doing."

The leaders were chatting happily, when they suddenly found out that Luo Yu was about to advance to the next level by crushing the sword light of the warrior.

The conference room was suddenly quiet.

"This……"

"Anyway, it's Luo Tiance's perverted grandson. It's normal 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-rank combat power, you will die."

"Almost, in fact, it doesn't matter to us to have a rank of combat power. Our son of God is invincible in the world, and the gods are constantly recovering. Even if Da Xia has dozens of ranks, it is meaningless."

Dajing base city, on the stadium, the first round of the group match has ended.

The final 70 people were divided into [-] groups of five to fight in melee.

Compete for the strongest 14 people.

The grouping method is not a lottery, but a number of first-rank top players. According to the performance of the players, the grouping is carried out. Seed players like Zhao Yunliu and Xiang Kunlun will be separated.

Avoid meeting until the final battle.

"Boom!"

After giving the players half an hour to rest, the battle started.

Those who can win to the second round are all talented warriors with unique skills and hard power. The weakest ones have the combat power of the peak of the second rank, and most of them are masters of the first rank or above.

Xiang Kunlun took the stage in the first group, his double eyes flashed, and he just stared at it. All four first-rank warriors lost their eyesight and fell to the ground vomiting blood.

Successfully became the first contestant to advance, which attracted countless cheers.

Da Jiu'er came out second, facing four opponents, nine illusory fox tails appeared behind her, all the opponent's attacks could not break the fox tails, she was entangled tightly, and fell to the ground exhausted.

Dajiu'er was successfully promoted, and her extraordinary beauty has attracted the favor of countless men.

Zhao Yunliu's unparalleled spear skills, Sun Zhantian's majestic sword, and Zhu Tiangang's weird kowtowing skills made everyone hard to guard against. Liu Shengtan, Li Wushuang, and Cao Potian didn't show any specific specialties.

It was obviously a level higher than the talented martial artists of Wuhan University, and no one was even worthy of their second attack. Even the second round was a sweeping move, an absolute instant kill.

In fact, the promotion of these people is also expected, after all, the prestige of the Eight Great Young Masters of the Great Xia has been passed down for a long time.

But the little-known sisters Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun easily killed their opponents and advanced, which really shocked the audience.

The most outrageous thing is that this sister Zhu Zhuqing and the previous Dajiu'er are both from the Wuhan University of Sichuan Province.

They are all beauties, and they all come from the same Wuhan University, which is too coincidental to be a coincidence.

There were only [-] people who entered the third round, and now the Wuda University of Sichuan Province has three of them alone.

For example, the three top schools in Beijing Province, Mo Province, and Northeast China only now have two places each.

Wuhan University in the southern province has Xiang Kunlun, so this year, for the first time, someone entered the third round and occupied a spot.

Now ten of the fourteen places have been confirmed, and there are still four battles left.

Even Zhu Wushi and the 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 such powerful three women.

Obviously, they all have the strength of the peak of the first rank, and the peak of the first rank is not Chinese cabbage.

It's really good that my grandson is a woman.

The corner of Luo Tiance's mouth raised unconsciously.

Soon, three more battles ended, and the winners were students from Beijing Province, Mo Province, and Northeast Wuhan University, who possessed top-level ancient heroic spirits, famous general Guan Zhong, military god Sun Wu, and soldier fairy Han Xin.

Luo Yu finally knew why Wuda University in Sichuan Province was aged four.

The top three Wuhan University indeed have a profound heritage.

Each has three promoted Tianjiao, if it hadn't been for the birth of sisters Da Jiuer and Zhu Zhuqing, it is absolutely impossible to equalize in the number of places.

Soon, Luo Yu also came to the ring to fight for the last place.

The opponent is four first-rank players, and this time the opponent's gold content is much higher than the previous round.

Long Xiaoyun, Zhang Cong, Sun Changqing and other three presidents of Wuhan University stared at the situation on the ring.

Now three of the four top Wuhan universities have qualified. If Luo Yu qualify again, Sichuan Wuhan University will monopolize four places, and their alma mater will be overwhelmed.

Shi Kai gradually showed a smiling face, and the secret path was stabilized. From the beginning to the end, he did not doubt Luo Yu's strength.

"Ring number 14, fight—"

"start!"

"Boom."

On the ring stage, the other four people rushed over together, their eyes were sharp: "Luo Yu, you have practiced for less than three months, you can just come here!"

"If you fail here, you are already very strong, and you are not losing face."

"To show respect for you, the four of us join forces to send you down."

Four huge ancient heroic spirits manifested on the ring, exuding the mighty aura of a real first-rank warrior.

They directly summoned the world of Dao, and brought the power of the world to oppress Xiang Luo Yu.

To blast him out of the arena in an upright manner.

"boom!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a strange thing happened. The joint attack of the four passed through Luo Yu's body, as if hitting the air, the alloy ground exploded, and Luo Yu remained unscathed.

"what happened!"

"How is this done?"

"What kind of magic is this?"

Not only the audience exclaimed in amazement, but the four contestants on the field were also stunned, and the power of the world would press against Luo Yu's body.

After bombing wildly for a long time, he was exhausted, but he couldn't help Luo Yu in the slightest.

"Go down."

Luo Yu shook his head slowly and snapped his fingers.

"Bang bang bang-"

Just like exploding fireworks, the Taoist world of the four exploded into chaos and turned into fireworks.

He vomited blood and fell down.

The referee was stunned, but in the end it was Luo Yu who looked over and announced that he hurriedly declared his victory.

"The final contestant: Sichuan Wuda, Luo Yu!"

The principal Shi Kai was ecstatic, and laughed in front of Sun Changqing and other principals: "Hahaha, Brother Luo is amazing! Fourteen promotion places, Sichuan Province Wuhan University has four seats alone."

The faces of Long Xiaoyun and the others turned green. It was the first time in so many years that they were suppressed by Shi Kai.

Shi Kai was also elated.

The audience was completely amazed by Luo Yu's strength.

"Zhuo! With this strength, you tell us that he is a fake son of God?"

"The six masters, come out and explain."

"Instant second four first grade, this horse is called a false son of God?"

In the VIP room, the atmosphere was extremely quiet and delicate, and the expressions of the six masters were wonderful and astonished.

(End of this chapter)