Chapter 1159 The battle of national attention, the false son of God, or the real son of God?

Luo Yu appeared on the stage, and 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 were no voices attacking and abusing him, everyone felt betrayed and deceived.

Even if Luo Yu thinks intellectually that it is not easy for Luo Yu to play the son of God for so many years, 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 **** sons. The most powerful foreign forces even have more than ten **** 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 Shenzi Luo Yu win?"

There was a voice of rebuttal from the crowd: "Is he still called God Zi Luo Yu? Isn't he in disguise?"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe that the Son of God I have trusted for eighteen 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 and verify it. Can it be false? These are the six most powerful big men in our Great Xia what."

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

"People also need 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."

"Alas... what to do... the Son of God is fake, what else is true in our Great Xia."

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

It was only when I saw Zhao Yunliu and other geniuses hitting nine with ease, did I have a little more hope in my heart.

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

None of the nine people he knew, came from different nine martial arts universities, the weakest was the third rank, and the strongest was the second rank. After all, it was a group stage of 700 to 70, and the strength in the group was relatively weak.

"Group No. 699 is preparing, the competition 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 a god. of.

"Swish Swish!"

Nine people moved together and fought, leaving Luo Yu alone.

The battle lasted for half a day.

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

He has scars all over his body, but his momentum is 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 that the fakes would take their lives.

The only remaining youth from the Northeast Wuda University approached Luo Yu, cupped their fists and bowed:

"God Son Luo Yu."

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

"If it were me acting, let's not talk about whether I can act well in the past eighteen 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, and neither did the audience outside the court.

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

"God Zi Luo Yu should have practiced for less than a few months, even if his strength is weaker, it is only natural. What I discussed before the match 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 runs around every day for Da Xia, and is extremely busy. If he wants to protect a group of white-eyed wolves, he will really be disgusted. Fortunately, this is not the case, they are all grateful people.

"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 caught the stunning knife light directly.

"This..." The youth from Northeast Wuhan University widened their 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, this connection is too easy."

"Don't make trouble, what the six masters said, the Son of God is a counterfeit, not much real strength, all with the help of secret treasures."

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

"Kang!"

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

"Go down."

Hearing Luo Yu's voice, the youth from 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.

"Are you admitting defeat?"

"do not fight?"

"Don't be so cowardly."

"It's a fart, **** pinch off the light of the knife, it is impolite to hit again, and 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 and looked in the direction of the VIP room.

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

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

Luo Tiance squinted at them, 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, but said nothing.

I thought to myself that you are an old bastard, you don't need to pretend to be aggressive 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. In the dark meeting space, several shadows sat.

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 in them."

"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 Daxia people desperate. 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."

"People of our height, talking about what a weak ant like him is doing, there is no need, no need."

All the leaders were chatting happily, when they suddenly found out that Luo Yu had crushed the sword light of the warrior and advanced.

The meeting room was suddenly quiet.

"this"

"At any rate, he is the grandson of that perverted old Luo Tiance. It's normal to have some strength and talent."

"Yes, you can't expect that kid to be a helpless waste, right?"

"I see, if you have a second-rank combat power, you will be exhausted."

"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 first ranks, it is meaningless."

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

The final seventy people were divided into groups of five and divided into fourteen groups for a scuffle.

Compete for the strongest fourteen.

The grouping method is not a lottery, but a number of first-rank peak masters. 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 before the final battle.

"Boom boom!"

After giving the players a half-hour break, 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 the 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 Jiuer 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.

Da Jiu'er successfully advanced to the next level, and her extraordinary beauty has attracted the favor of countless men.

Zhao Yunliu's unparalleled spear skills, Sun Zhantian's mighty 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. .

Obviously a level higher than the talented fighters of Wuhan University, no one is even worthy of their second attack, even the second round is a sweeping move, an absolute instant kill.

Actually, the promotion of these people is also expected, after all, the reputation of the eight great young masters of Daxia 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 former Da Jiuer are both from Sichuan Provincial Wuhan University.

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

There are only 14 people who have entered the third round, and now Wuhan University of Sichuan Province has the exclusive three.

Three top prestigious schools in Beijing Province, Mo Province, and Northeast China only now have two places each.

Wu 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 determined, and there are still four battles left.

Even Zhu Wushi and others in the VIP room were shocked.

"Old Luo, these three women seem to be very close to your grandson, where did they come out of here?"

Luo Tiance said coldly: "No comment."

In fact, he doesn'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.

My grandson's popularity with women is really good.

The corners 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 **** Sun Wu, and soldier fairy Han Xin.

Luo Yu finally knew why Wuhan University in Sichuan Province was the fourth year old.

The top three Wuhan University are indeed profound.

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

Soon, Luo Yu also came to the arena 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 Wuhan University principals 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 No. 14, fight"

"start!"

"Boom boom."

On the ring, the other four 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 powerful aura of a real first-rank warrior.

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

To blast him out of the ring 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 possible?"

"What kind of supernatural power is this?"

Not only the audience exclaimed in amazement, but the four contestants on the field were also stunned. The power of Dao Zeworld oppressed Luo Yu's body, but if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't even be able to feel Luo Yu's presence with his eyes closed.

After bombing wildly for a long time, I was exhausted, but Luo Yu couldn't do anything about it.

"Go down."

Luo Yu shook his head slowly and snapped his fingers.

"Bang bang bang"

Like fireworks exploded, the world of the four of them exploded into chaos and turned into fireworks.

Hematemesis and defeat.

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

"Final promotion contestant: Wuhan University of Sichuan Province, Luo Yu!"

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

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

Shi Kai felt 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."

"In an instant, the four first ranks, this horse is called the son of a false 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)