Chapter 1159: The Battle that Captured the Nation's Attention, False God's Child, or True God's Child?_1

Luo Yu made his entrance, and in that instant, countless gazes were drawn to him.

As God's Child, there was no one in the whole world who did not recognize him.

In the past, he had always been the faith of all martial artists and citizens of the world, but today, after the explanation of the six clan leaders, everything crumbled completely.

Although there were no voices attacking or cursing him, everyone had a sense of being betrayed and deceived.

Even if, rationally, they felt that Luo Yu had not had it easy playing the role of God's Child for so many years, they still felt uncomfortable in their hearts.

What's more, there was a sense of forlorn fear, because Great Xia was without a god, while the foreign forces had gods.

And it wasn't just a problem of one or two God's Children, the most powerful foreign forces had more than ten God's Children, so terrifying to the extreme.

Whether it was the audience on the scene or those watching the screen, many were watching the competition with hands clasped in prayer.

They were hoping that this competition would see the rise of a true genius who would take on the heavy burden for Great Xia.

Otherwise, there really was no hope.

"Will Godchild Luo Yu win?"

A dissenting voice emerged from the crowd, "Still calling him Godchild Luo Yu? Isn't he a fake?"

"I don't believe it, I can't believe that the God's Child I have trusted for eighteen years is not real, a counterfeit!"

"Whether you believe it or not, you have to believe it, right? I also don't want to believe this, but the six clan leaders have come forward together to verify it, can it still be fake? These are the six most powerful and influential bigwigs of our Great Xia."

"But Director Luo hasn't come forward to speak, has he?"

"The man needs to save face too, and you guys shouldn't forget that Luo Yu is Director Luo's grandson, of course he can't come forward and say it."

"Ah... what to do... If the God's Child is fake, what else is real in our Great Xia."

The crowd generally fell into pessimism, a sense of panic beginning to loom in everyone's heart.

Only when they saw the likes of Zhao Yunliu and other talents easily handling nine opponents, did a bit of hope rise in their hearts.

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

He did not recognize a single one of the nine, who came from nine different Martial Universities. The weakest had Third Grade combat strength, and the strongest had Second Rank; after all, it was a group match of seventy from seven hundred and the group's strength was relatively weak.

"Group 699, prepare, the competition officially—"

"Begins!"

Following the command, whether it was the audience in the venue or the big shots in the VIP room, or even the citizens of Great Xia in front of the screen, all focused their attention, wanting to know what the battle prowess of Luo Yu, the fake God's Child, was like.

"Shua shua!!!"

All nine competitors moved in unison, starting the battle and leaving Luo Yu on one side.

The battle lasted half the day.

Eventually, the only one left standing in the arena was a Second Rank youth from Northeast Martial University.

He was covered in wounds, but his aura was still raging.

Luo Yu was puzzled why no one had come to fight him, having started the fight himself; what was the situation?

He had thought that the nine would come at him, shouting for the counterfeit to yield his life.

The only remaining youth from Northeast Martial University approached Luo Yu and gave a fist-and-palm salute:

"Godchild Luo Yu."

"Thank you for your contribution to Great Xia over the past eighteen years; even though you are fake, I still admire you," he said.

"If it were me playing the role, not to mention whether I could perform well for these eighteen years, I would be afraid to take on such responsibility. Thank you."

Luo Yu was quite surprised that the other party held such respect for him, and so were the spectators outside the ring.

However, the words of the young man from Northeast Martial University did touch their hearts.

"Godchild Luo Yu should have been practicing for less than a few months, so it's only natural if his strength is a bit weaker. We agreed before the race that the nine of us would decide the winner first, and the victor would take you down as a sign of respect for you."

"Thank you," Luo Yu frankly felt quite warmed by this.

He ran here and there for Great Xia every day, flustered and exasperated. If what he wanted to protect was a pack of ingrates, he would truly be disgusted. Fortunately, that was not the case. They were people who knew how to be grateful.

"Godchild Luo Yu, I'm going to make a move." Behind the youth, a warrior holding a sword stood erect.

A sword slashed down, with dazzingly brilliant light.

Luo Yu didn't move an inch, behaving as though he had not reacted in the slightest, making the audience think he had been frightened.

To their surprise, Luo Yu simply reached up and caught the dazzling sword light.

"This..." The youth from Northeast Martial University's eyes widened.

Though he didn't use his full strength, it still shouldn't have been so easily caught by a mere mortal.

"Holy shit, what's going on? Isn't the God's Child supposed to be fake, and isn't that catch of his too easy?"

"???"

"Stop it; what did the six clan leaders say? God's Child is a fraud without much real strength, all relying on a secret treasure."

Unconcerned about the outburst of discussion from the crowd, Luo Yu simply smiled and twisted his fingers slightly.

"Clang!"

The sword light snapped at the sound, breaking into two halves.

"You may step down." Luo Yu's voice came gently.

Hearing Luo Yu's voice, the youth from Northeast Martial University nodded obediently.

"Oh, okay."

Seeing the youth obediently walk down from the ring, the audience erupted in amazement, not expecting such an astonishing effect from Luo Yu's simple move.

"He's conceding just like that?"

"He's not fighting anymore?"

"Isn't that a bit too cowardly?"

"What's there to fight? His two fingers snapped the sword light; continuing the fight would be impolite, and he'd be in for hardship."

"What's Luo Yu's actual strength anyway? It doesn't seem like the moves of a fake God's Child."

The audience members all began to doubt, looking towards the VIP room.

In the VIP room, Zhu Wushi and the others also looked astonished.

"Elder Luo, your grandson didn't use a secret treasure?"

Luo Tiance glanced at them, snorted coldly, and didn't speak: "If it really comes to that, you go down and supervise as judges."