Chapter 1158: The Huge Stir Caused by the Fake God's Child! The Sly Luo Tiance_2

"Everyone be quiet!"

Zhu Wushi didn't use a microphone, but his rough voice spread throughout the entire stadium.

The whole place fell silent in an instant.

Luo Yu puzzledly said, "What's he doing up there, it's just an opening ceremony, there's no need to mobilize six family heads."

Zhu Wushi said, "Today, we want to reveal a secret that's been hidden for eighteen years."

As soon as these words came out, they caused an uproar.

Everyone was whispering to each other, wanting to know what secret had been kept hidden from them for eighteen years.

Liu Shengji said, "That is, the God's Child is actually fake, it was a plan we devised."

"Boom!"

"What, the God's Child is fake?"

"What about Godchild Luo Yu?"

"Right!"

"How is that possible."

"Quiet!"

The six major family heads joined forces, and the terrifying fluctuations they emitted quieted down the crowd instantly.

No one dared to breathe loudly.

Zhu Wushi said, "I know it's hard to believe, but this is the truth. When we devised this plan, it was out of fear that the people would lose the will to live, that martial artists would lose their fighting spirit."

"But why come clean today? It's because we believe that the will of Great Xia's sons is much firmer than we previously thought, they would not be easily defeated by difficulties."

"Moreover, Great Xia has matured a lot more since the past, and we now have several top talents who are not inferior to the God's Child."

"Although the God's Child is fake, these monstrous talents are certainly genuine."

"There's no need to panic, through this national competition of young martial artists, you all will witness the real strength of these top talents of Great Xia."

At this point, Liu Shengji and the others played the role of the kind-hearted, looking in Luo Yu's direction:

"We hope everyone can give a round of applause to Luo Yu, he sacrificed for Great Xia, tirelessly using magical treasures to exhibit strength, playing the part of God's Child, deterring foreign forces and helping boost our country's confidence."

The gazes of tens of thousands of spectators, including those from every base city in front of screens across Great Xia, all focused on Luo Yu in the preparation area.

Looks filled with complexity.

"The legendary God's Child, was actually fake?"

People felt they had been deceived, lied to for a full eighteen years, yet they couldn't bring themselves to curse out loud.

Because the other side had not sought any benefits from them, but rather disguised themselves with great difficulty.

Liu Shengji and others clapped towards Luo Yu, and the audience instinctively followed suit with applause.

Luo Yu was shocked by the bizarre operation of the six family heads.

Do you guys do this without my grandpa knowing?

This is like serving your face up to be slapped, you're so anxious you couldn't wait until after the competition to deflate me?

Or are you afraid that with the help of the magical treasures I'll crush your precious grandsons?

Shi Kai was shocked.

"Brother Luo, is what they're saying true?"

Luo Yu nodded, "Indeed, there was such a disguise plan eighteen years ago, for me to impersonate the God's Child."

"So all those God Rank performances of yours were fake, acted out with the help of magical treasures?" Shi Kai couldn't believe it.

"Do you believe it?" Luo Yu asked with a smile.

Shi Kai shook his head, his head swinging like a rattle-drum.

"I don't believe it."

"I've seen your fighting power with my own eyes, is that something that can be faked with magical treasures?"

Shi Kai was confused. Luo Yu himself admitted there was a disguise plan, and his leap in strength from nothing to beating those at the summit of First Grade in just three months indeed made it hard to believe, casting doubt in his mind.

But recalling every fight Luo Yu had fought, Shi Kai felt it was as real as it gets.

"Others may doubt your real fighting power, but I definitely don't," Shi Kai declared, pounding his chest.

"Giggle, I may not know what those six old guys are talking about, but I also don't doubt your strength," Dajiuer said with a tinkle-like charming smile.

"Brother Yu's strength is not fake, those six guys, just wait to be slapped in the face."

"Blind fools."

The Zhu Zhuqing Sisters spoke out one after another, showing one hundred percent trust in their man.

However, when they realized that Dajiuer, this exceptional beauty among humans, also had full confidence in Luo Yu, their eyes clearly became vigilant.

Trying to win over a man like this was annoying enough, and now a third party had intervened, deeply irritating them.

In the stands, Bai Xiao'e indignantly said, "Sister Zhen, what do these six old fools mean? How could Brother Yu's strength be the result of magical treasures? That's a joke!"

"Yes, I don't understand it either," Zhen Fu'er said, shaking her head repeatedly, feeling that the actions of the six patriarchs of the Zhu Family were comedic.

But while those familiar with Luo Yu thought so, the tens of thousands of martial artists and civilians who did not know him were more inclined to believe the words of the six clan heads.

"I was wondering how there could be a God's Child in a Great Xia without gods, turns out he is a fake."

"Sigh... now, we can only pin our hopes on the prodigious Young Masters of these great families."

"I've always believed in Godchild Luo Yu, never expected the God's Child to be a sham, and now my faith has collapsed."

Almost no voices were cursing Luo Yu, but disappointment and despair were plainly visible in everyone's eyes.

In the end, all their last hopes were transferred to legendary Young Masters like Xiang Kunlun.

They looked forward to seeing them exhibit combat prowess on par with Foreign Gods' Children in the grand competition.

Soon, the opening ceremony of the National Youth Martial Artist Competition came to an official end.

With the resounding sound of gongs, the main competition began.

Nearly seven hundred contestants were allocated into groups, ten in each group, taking the stage to engage in melee combat, where all but the first-place contestant were eliminated, contending to be among the last seventy.

This competition had no team format and was a complete test of personal combat abilities.

Whichever Martial University had participants ranking higher undoubtedly had the strongest Martial University.

"Boom boom boom!"

In a several-thousand-kilometer alloy arena, ten areas were divided for the hundred-man battles that were raging intensely.

The overhead giant screens provided a full view with no blind spots, allowing all spectators to see everything clearly.

Luo Yu had not yet taken the stage and was watching the battles closely.

He noticed that the top talents from Great Xia indeed had very respectable strength.

Those daring to compete all had at least Third Grade middle-tier combat capabilities, and these were still the lesser talents from Martial Universities.

Martial Universities with profound heritage sent participants who were all of at least Second Rank or above as martial artists.

As for the top few Martial Universities, even the weakest among those they sent possessed combat abilities above First Rank.

Luo Yu even saw several familiar faces who had explored the Tiger-Dwelling Mountain Secret Realm.

Zhu Qing, Cao Ritian.

He didn't know how they had cultivated, but although they were initially Second Rank, they had now advanced to First Rank.

"Boom!"

A figure attracted Luo Yu's attention, a burly young man wearing the badge of Southern Province Martial Arts University, most distinctive for his eyes that contained a pair of special Heavy Pupils.

At the start of the battle, with just a glare at his nine opponents, all nine talented fighters from the Martial Universities were left dizzy and knelt to the ground, an action that shocked everyone present.

"The Double-Pupil Overlord from the Xiang Family, huh?"

"Interesting."

Quickly, several other battles in different areas also became particularly eye-catching.

Zhao Yunliu, who had previously challenged Luo Yu, clad in shining silver armor and wielding a White Dragon Roaring Spear, managed to sweep his nine opponents flying off the ground with a simple and unadorned sweep, clearly not even using his real skills.

The Zhu Family's Zhu Tiangang had a particularly unique method, setting a broken bowl on the ground.

With a gentle kneel and a tap, all nine opponents spat blood and collapsed.

Luo Yu raised an eyebrow.

He had never seen this technique before, and he could not make out the details of the battle before it ended.

Cao Potian from the Cao Clan, with a slam to the ground, unleashed bursts of violent spiritual power that rocketed skyward, sending his nine opponents flying, including three First Rank talents.

Sun Zhantian, from the Sun Family, did nothing more than shake his sword sheath around his waist, and his opponents covered their ears in surrender.

Li Wushuang from the Li Family manifested a Dragon Throne behind him, causing his opponents to bend over and kowtow, unable to control their bodies.

When it came to Liu Sheng Tan from the Liu Family, he had yet to make a move when his nine opponents surrendered their rights and conceded the match.

Having witnessed the strength of the other Young Masters, they lost the courage to fight and directly gave up.

"Luo Yu from Chuan Province Martial University, please prepare at the number eight arena!"

As Luo Yu took the stage, all spectators simultaneously turned their attention to him.

They were eager to see the true combat strength of this man who had impersonated a God's Child.

After all, the use of any Magical Treasures was strictly forbidden in this competition.