Douluo: Unbeatable from Capturing a Goddess

"Enough!"

Qi Sheng barked angrily:

"Stop your charade here, you think you can impersonate a God's Child?"

"I never wanted to share any secrets with a lowly commoner like you, but let me tell you the truth, I've met a God's Child, he's sort of a friend."

"A God's Child's temperament is like that of a deity descending from the heavens, and his power is otherworldly, but you?"

"You think you're comparable?"

Luo Yu fell silent for a moment after listening.

What a guy, bragging to my face without a care!

Has he ever met this guy?

Seems like...

Not even once.

No, that's not right; it seems like there was a head of the Qi family who desperately sent a bunch of treasures, pleading to meet me, but I flatly refused.

Luo Yu pocketed his phone and motioned Qi Sheng over with a curl of his finger.

"Alright, come on over and meet your death."

"If you're a man, come and chop me."

That playful, frivolous expression, those small eyes filled with disregard and disdain, and that utterly contemptuous tone of voice pissed Qi Sheng and the others off so much their heads buzzed and their rage surged as if about to explode, their faces flushed with anger.

"Damn it, I can't take it anymore, this kid is too arrogant, where the hell do you get your confidence from?"

"Which no-name place did you come crawling out of, thinking you can act all high and mighty just because you're used to bullying others there?"

"Damn it!"

"I'm gonna fucking kill him."

"No, if you fucking kill him with one punch what's left for me?"

"Then let's do it together."

"Boom boom boom—"

The sons of the Nine Major Houses, used to bullying and bossing around, couldn't stomach such provocation and shot out from their spots, charging over.

Watching the nine of them burst out like bloodthirsty beasts, Qin Lan and Jia Lan's faces drained of color as they cried out in shock and guilt.

"No!"

"Young Master, run!"

"Qi Sheng, stop!!"

Luo Yu stood still, idle and even yawned out of boredom. His eyes reflected the nine vicious assailants as he shook his head lightly.

"Is that all?"

Qi Sheng was close to bursting with anger; in his over twenty years of life, he had always oppressed others and had never been humiliated like this before.

"Kid, still spouting nonsense as death approaches."

"AHHHH!! DIE!!"

"I will tear that mouth of yours apart."

"Hmph." Luo Yu sneered and said, "Chen Long."

"Here, Young Master!"

"Boom—"

A respectful voice accompanied a formidable figure descending from the sky, with the Heroic Spirit of a fiery dragon swirling behind him. In an instant, the surroundings turned into a hellish inferno.

"Bang bang bang!"

"A Domain? A Third Grade Strongman?"

Qi Sheng and the others' faces changed dramatically. They had just gotten right in front of Luo Yu, only needing to advance a little further to crush him, but that small gap was like a chasm, utterly impassable, and the power of the Domain suppressed them where they stood.

The overwhelming force of the fire pressed down on them, turning all their ferocity and fierceness into panic and fear. No matter how they struggled, it was pointless; all the qi and blood they had erupted were instantly extinguished.

"How is this possible?"

"Why would a Third Grade strongman with a Domain suddenly appear? Such a force belongs to the top warriors that every base city's factions vie to recruit!!!"

"And such a powerful figure addresses this kid as Young Master?"

Qi Sheng and the others' fears had reached their limits, and the flames of anger burning in their chests were quenched as if doused with a pail of ice water.

Now, under the suppression of the fiery dragon's Domain, they felt cold to their very cores, an inner chill spreading from within.

Incredulous, they stared at Luo Yu in his white half-sleeve shirt, floral shorts, and ragged flip-flops,

their eyes filled with disbelief and horror.

"Thud thud thud!"

The fiery dragon, Chen Long, quickly stepped forward and knelt on one knee before Luo Yu, bowing with his hands clasped in front of him.

"Young Master, Chen Long is at your service."

Qi Sheng and the others felt their hearts lurch; such a mighty figure, actually willing to kneel willingly before a young man?

How can this be!!

Standing in the distance, worried about Luo Yu, were Qin Lan in black silk office attire and Jia Lan in flesh-toned stockings and pink dress with high heels. They had been anxious, but now both froze, no longer able to form coherent expressions, taken aback by the sudden turn of events where the haughty descendants of the Nine Major Houses were the ones being suppressed.

Completely unexpected.

"This..."

"Young Master..."

Qin Lan and Jia Lan whispered in astonishment, soon revealing joyful expressions.

"Buzz—Buzz-Buzz—"

Deafening buzzing sounds continuously erupted as if monstrous beasts were roaring.

They saw a fleet of luxurious supercars rushing out from the underground garage in the distance, with the leader flying through the air directly, a serpent shadow manifesting behind him.

"Boom!"

The man with the serpent shadow flew toward them, kneeling on one knee before Luo Yu.

"Young Master, Si She is here."

Qi Sheng and the others were beside themselves with envy, their pupils shrinking to the size of pinholes, their bodies trembling.

"Another Domain-level strongman, and he kneeled too?"

"What kind of terrifying deity have they provoked? Their minds filled with increasingly intense fears about the young man before them..."

"Rumble—"

One by one, the supercars came to a screeching halt, drifting to a neat stop together.

The car doors opened.

Well-dressed, vigorous bodyguards filed out of the cars in an orderly fashion, standing up straight.

In unison, their voices thunderous.

"Young Master, we have arrived!"

Qi Sheng and the others were paralyzed with fear.

"Martial Artists, and none of them ordinary..."

That's what you call a display of power, this is a display of power...

In this era, the status of Martial Artists is supreme, not even they could be ordered around at will. And the other side?

As for Qin Lan and Jia Lan, though their professions were not bad, with one being a successful female entrepreneur and the other a life-saving nurse, where had they seen such a grand display? The powerful beings capable of flying through the sky, they had only seen on screens.

Yet such a super strongman, usually not revealing himself, was kneeling before the young master?

"You... You... You..."

Qi Sheng trembled uncontrollably, his lips quivering, unable to speak.

The other eight were even worse off.

But Luo Yu was too lazy to spare them another glance, pointing his fingers downwards briefly before walking towards the two domineering sisters and the pure yet desirous young girl in the distance.

Chen Long understood Luo Yu's gesture, bellowing.

"Kneel!"

"Bang Bang Bang Bang—"

Qi Sheng and the nine haughty young masters suddenly fell, their knees crashing to the ground, shattering the floor beneath them.

Blood trickled down from their knees, quickly seeping into the broken stones and dirt.

They were about to beg for mercy.

Si She stepped forward briskly, delivering a barrage of slaps, teeth flying out of their mouths.

"The Young Master hasn't spoken, do you dare speak first?"

After the beating, Si She looked towards Luo Yu for approval, and without turning back, Luo Yu nodded slightly, bringing a delighted smile to Si She's face.

Qin Lan and Jia Lan watched the handsome man approaching them.

Various emotions surged in their hearts.

Joy, excitement, surprise, awe, nervousness...

Truthfully, seeing the power Luo Yu displayed, they couldn't help but feel intimidated.

Qin Lan opened her lips, suddenly unsure of what to say.

Luo Yu had already approached, his demeanor friendly and affable, smiling gently:

"What's the matter, haven't recognized me after such a short time, not even a greeting when we meet?"

Luo Yu's amiable expression made Qin Lan and the two beauties feel as if in a dream, an unreal sensation.

Could they really have the chance to know such a special man?

The young masters were just doing as they pleased, bullying and acting high and mighty, but this man showed no signs of arrogance. Instead, he seemed distinguished yet modest, exuding a genuine sense of absolute confidence with an air of nonchalance.

"You... they..."

Jia Lan's small mouth opened, her speech confused.

Luo Yu shrugged.

"I intended to interact with you as an ordinary person at first, but then these blind fools came along, offering hostility and bullying instead."

"No more pretense, I'll lay my cards on the table!"

"I am the Da Xia Godson!"

"Ah?"

The pupils of both Qin Lan and Jia Lan dilated.

The Da Xia Godson, already well-known and a household name.

A born supreme being.

At his birth, endless auspicious signs descended, signifying the future of Great Xia, with a status unreachable, the pinnacle of humanity.

This legendary figure was actually the man they had been casually chatting with in the bar?