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"Damn! Awesome!!"
"This is the first time I've ever seen a school principal begging a student to enroll, using such flattering, even pleading tones."
"It looks like he's carefully confessing to a girl, terrified of being rejected."
"You bet! It feels exactly like that."
"Godchild Luo Yu is too ruthless, while others beg and plead to get into a Martial University, he's got the principal personally coming to ask, no, begging him to attend."
The commotion around was unceasing because it was just like the old times when the principal of top universities like Qing or Bei would personally come to your place, pleading for you to attend and willing to meet all your demands. It carried such prestige, an absolutely impossible scene—after all, consider their status and identity.
However, now it was truly unfolding before everyone's eyes.
Moved by Long Xiaoyun's second request, Luo Yu still chose to refuse.
When it came to such matters, if he didn't want to go, he didn't want to go; refusal should be decisive. Hesitating in refusal was what truly offended people.
Just as he was about to speak,
suddenly streaks of light flew in from different directions of the stadium.
"Elder Long you shameless dog, secretly cozying up to Luoshenzi, huh!"
"Despicable!"
"So scheming."
The audience was startled—who could these important figures be, daring to call Long Xiaoyun an old dog? Even common First-Grade Experts didn't have such guts.
After all, a peak First-Grade could easily crush and kill a common one; they were just trapped by the limits of heaven and earth and unable to break through.
Several figures took their places and revealed their true appearances.
Three people.
The president of Sichuan Province Martial University, Shi Kai.
The president of Demon Province Martial University, Zhang Cong.
The president of Northeast Martial University, Sun Changqing.
Sun Changqing arrived and immediately went on the offensive, glaring at Long Xiaoyun with fierce tiger-like eyes.
"What the hell, you sneaky bastard, you tried to recruit Luoshenzi while we weren't around, didn't you?"
Demon Province Martial University's President Zhang Cong also looked displeased.
"Long, you simpleton, you've gone too far. Didn't we agree on a fair competition? Is this how you compete?"
At this moment, not only did Long Xiaoyun not blush, but he even retorted confidently:
"What are you all blabbering about?"
"Don't be so loud, what if you disturb the Divine Child? He just finished the competition and needs to rest; he's still fatigued."
The audience was stunned.
"Holy shit, such a bootlicker!"
"Unbelievable, it turns out I'm not the only bootlicker; Principal Long is one, too."
Sun Changqing scoffed:
"Don't talk nonsense; do you think we didn't watch the competition?"
"Divine Child easily annihilated those kids in a second, not tired at all, okay?"
Lyu Chan and the others had already stepped down from the stage. Hearing this conversation, their faces turned green.
Don't we have any dignity left?
The competition is over, and we've already lost; there's no need to beat a dead horse and lose face."
"Accusing me of not following rules? Stop trying to act like the good guy here with your self-righteousness. You ran all the way to our Da Jing's turf; don't think I'm unaware of your motives." Long Xiaoyun snorted: "I'm well aware of your little schemes."
Mo Wu's Zhang Cong responded calmly.
"We're here to supervise you!"
"Right, exactly." Sichuan Martial's Shi Kai nodded in agreement.
The more astute among the audience had already figured out what was happening. They had been curious why the presidents of the Martial Universities from other provinces, like Sichuan Martial, would show up.
It turns out they were hiding in the shadows, waiting for the competition to end to covertly recruit Godchild Luo Yu.
"Jeez... as expected, those who play tactics have filthy hearts, a bunch of old sly ones, none are decent." Some young people complained.
The person next to him glanced and made a gotcha gesture: "Come on, say it louder."
The young man sneered: "You really want me dead, just say the word."
Sun Changqing looked directly at Luo Yu and said straightforwardly: "Luoshenzi, I'm a straight shooter, I'll just speak plainly."
"You come to our university, and I'll double whatever Elder Long promised you!"
"I'll triple it!!" Demon Province Martial University's Zhang Cong quickly added.
This scene left all the spectators in disbelief, feeling as if they had fallen from the clouds.
Martial University recruitments have always been held in high esteem.
In a word, it's 'take it or leave it.'
You might want to come, but we may not even want you.
It's not the students who choose the Martial University; it's the Martial University that picks the students.
After all, the cultivation resources provided by different Martial Universities vary greatly; stepping into a Martial University means you have already become a cut above the rest.
Not to mention the top Martial Universities.
And now, the presidents of the top four Martial Universities from all across Great Xia were here, raising bids like at an auction house, frantically trying to recruit Luo Yu.
"It's insane!"
"Yeah, it's really outrageous."
Everyone wanted to see what kind of expression Luo Yu would have when faced with this honor, but upon checking, they found that God's Child still had no expression.
He even seemed a bit... irritated?
His eyebrows were furrowed.
"All of you, get lost," Long Xiaoyun said, "I haven't offered any conditions to God's Child yet."
He turned to Luo Yu, "As long as you come to my Martial University, you can set any conditions you want, do whatever you like."
"If it weren't for the fact that a campus position requires military achievements, I'd be thinking about making you a vice principal."
The entire audience, reporters, and competitors: "???"
"Crap, that's it."
"He's just going to school, and God's Child is going straight in as a principal?"
Sun Changqing and the others were shocked, not expecting Long Xiaoyun to be so generous.
"Have you no shame left? You're old enough to be God's Child's grandfather, and you're still calling yourself 'brother'?"
Long Xiaoyun contemptuously said, "God's Child and I hit it off at first sight, is a friendship that transcends age not allowed? Don't make a big deal out of it."
"So you're going to respectfully call Director Luo 'grandfather' from now on?" Zhang Cong mocked.
"If I have to call him that, then I will, grandfather it is!" Long Xiaoyun didn't care at all.
After this statement, Zhang Cong, the three other university presidents, and the experts behind them all had a new level of appreciation for Long Xiaoyun's shamelessness.
At this time, the no-nonsense president of Sichuan Martial University, Principal Shi, said:
"Godchild Luo Yu."
"The doors of our Wudao Province's Martial Arts University are always open for you. As long as you come over, your rights in the school will be equal to mine as principal."
The onlookers were completely numb by now.
Other martial examinees at most get priority in choosing their spouse, God's Child is awesome, getting priority in having the power over life and death in a school.
Too invincible.
Unfortunately, envy won't bring such an opportunity; they could only look on enviously.
Zhang Cong sighed.
"Okay, everyone, stop making it difficult for God's Child, he ultimately has to choose one,"
"God's Child, you decide, see which one of us you like."
Long Xiaoyun's lips moved as he wanted to speak but held back, afraid of saying too much and annoying Luo Yu.
Principal Shi of Sichuan Martial University was indeed a bit dull, always the quietest, but his sincerity was high, no less than anyone else's, very genuine.
All eyes were once again on Luo Yu, wanting to know what choice he would make.
Secretly guessing which one he would choose.
Luo Yu cupped his fists in a gesture of respect, neither servile nor overbearing, and said:
"I appreciate the kind gestures from all the principals."
"But as a junior, I'm only one person and can ultimately only choose one Martial University."
He looked at Long Xiaoyun, "Principal Long, Jing Province Martial University is very good, but after considering, I've decided to choose Sichuan Martial University."
In an instant, Long Xiaoyun seemed to put on a mask of pain, his heart screaming: "No!!!!"
Zhang Cong's face showed worry; it hit hard.
Sun Changqing's face twitched as if he too was uncomfortable.
But Principal Shi, without being overly smug, showed a mild smile, extending his hand.
"Thank you for choosing our Sichuan Province Martial University."
"We won't disappoint you here, welcome to join us."
Luo Yu also nodded, shaking Principal Shi's hand.
"I'm extremely grateful to Principal Shi for the help you once gave my grandfather," he said.
With this, the other Martial University presidents, who had harbored some resentment inside, suddenly understood; Luo Yu's choice of Sichuan Martial was to repay a debt of gratitude.
Principal Shi having once saved Luo Tiance, was something these top-level individuals were aware of.
At this moment, Zhang Cong, not quite ready to give up, asked:
"Luoshenzi, would you reconsider?"
"You can repay a favor in other ways; this could potentially hinder your development. Honestly, Sichuan Martial University's heritage isn't on par with ours, and the school has fewer top talents. In our universities, there are several top talents with whom you can spar regularly to help improve your strength."
Principal Shi's expression tightened but then he relented, saying straightforwardly:
"Luoshenzi, Old Zhang is not wrong; indeed, we rank last among the four top supreme Martial Universities, and I would support your decision if you reconsider."
Luo Yu shook his head, looking straight into Principal Shi's somewhat disheartened eyes, and asserted:
"Principal Shi, you needn't sell yourself short."
"Once I've made my choice, I won't change it."
"I believe that Sichuan Martial University will soon be the uncontested number one Martial University in the world."
"Because—"
"I have arrived."