Douluo: Unbeatable from Capturing a Goddess

"I don't want to," Huo Tongtian shook his head, "That's too embarrassing."

Luo Yu chuckled silently.

Sure enough, he's a cute little kid who still thinks face is important.

In the adult world, face doesn't mean a damn thing, winning is what's most important.

Luo Yu stamped his foot.

"Boom—"

The loud sound spread, and a terrifying aura surged forth.

Golden silhouettes appeared behind Luo Yu, each representing a legend of Great Xia, controlling supernatural techniques. The metallic ground trembled violently, making creaky noises as if it could crack and collapse at any moment.

The distant referee's scalp went numb with fear.

His heart screamed in fright.

Oh, my ancestors! Divine Child, please retract your divine power. My frail body can't withstand it.

If a player's attack can't be blocked, he, as the referee, would have to step in and help.

But could he withstand Luo Yu's terrifying stance?

He never would have thought before coming that being a referee could be life-threatening.

Mom, I want to go home.

The referee's nose tingled, having arrived in good condition, he now feared he might not be able to return.

The aura displayed by Luo Yu converged into one, pressing down on Huo Tongtian; bones crackled in his body, as if all his bones were grating against each other, creating a terrifying sound.

"Swoosh—"

Luo Yu withdrew the formidable presence from his body and smiled amicably, "Are you sure you want to challenge me one on one?"

Huo Tongtian clenched his mouth tight and silently retreated to stand beside Li Mushen and the others, shoulder to shoulder.

Luo Yu was professional; he held back a laugh.

Truly, a wise man knows when to yield. The higher they are, the harder they fall.

The kid's face might as well have had "from the heart" written on it.

Some in the audience were already laughing like pigs because they had seen the scene where Huo Tongtian arrogantly demanded a duel just before.

Facing the mockery of the audience, Huo Tongtian curled his lip.

A duel?

No!

Screw losing face.

Who would fight alone when they could gang up? He only felt a semblance of safety when he joined forces with others.

He was no longer a child. How could he possibly do something as foolish and death-seeking as those stubborn teenagers when he had an example like Huo Tongtian knocked out cold on the ground, with no one daring to carry him away?

Because it was the Divine Child who had beaten him.

Who knew whether attempting to help Yuwen Chenglong would offend the Divine Child? They couldn't take that risk.

It was scary enough to have a talent; what was truly terrifying was having a hard background with that talent. No one wasn't afraid.

Li Mushen's golden eyes watched Luo Yu intently, his breath deepening unconsciously.

He had to admit, this was the most nervous he'd ever been in his life.

Li Mushen spoke to the others, "Put aside what you call pride, let's work together, otherwise, we really stand no chance."

"Yeah, I agree," Lyu Chan stated, "This guy is just an extraordinarily troublesome demon, too outrageously strong."

"And you?" Li Mushen looked at the aloof campus beauty, Diao Lingluo.

"Me?" Diao Lingluo laughed as if she was the least anxious of them all, "Would you beat me up right now if I said I want to join forces with Godchild Luo Yu?"

Lyu Chan expressed in astonishment, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"He's so strong and you still want to join forces with him?"

Diao Lingluo instinctively wanted to say she even wanted to bear his children, but she thought it too unseemly and unladylike to say so on such an occasion. In the end, she just said with a smile, "I'm just joking, don't take it seriously."

"Of course, we should join forces to deal with him," she affirmed.

"Hmm," Li Mushen nodded.

Thus, the four stood on the same side, at the other end of the ring, united in their gaze at Luo Yu, "sharing a common enemy."

Luo Yu laughed.

"The way you all stand together, you make me out to be some sort of big villain."

All four remained silent, each holding their breath and fine-tuning their state.

Geniuses have their pride, and since they chose to unite, they wanted to put on a decent fight. They couldn't just be utterly defeated like Yuwen Chenglong.

They were all very serious.

Tens of thousands in the audience and everyone in front of the televised broadcast unconsciously sat up straight, watching intently.

Everyone was looking forward to the upcoming battle.

Out of respect for his opponents, Luo Yu also set aside his playful attitude.

Lyu Chan, Huo Tongtian, and Li Mushen's Ancient Spirits were all renowned figures in the history of Great Xia, and Diao Lingluo's Ancient Spirit was not weak either, seemingly possessing the ability to create illusions.

He still couldn't afford to be negligent, otherwise, if he were to capsize in the gutter, the joke would be too big.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Come forth, Marquis Wen—Lyu Bu!"

"The Marquis of the Champion, please!"

"Li Mu has arrived!"

Thunderous roars erupted from the arena.

Behind Lyu Chan, a valiant figure holding the Heaven-slaying Halberd appeared, radiating a dense aura of bloodlust, and his imposing armor-clad figure seemed to be filled with endless strength.

Huo Tongtian's side became engulfed in smoky battle haze, and an ancient banner of Zhenxu fluttered into existence. From the depths of that bloody mist, the Marquis of the Champion, Huo Qubing, approached with solid footsteps that seemed to slow the heartbeats of the audience.

One of the four great generals of the Warring States period, General Li Mu, was already standing behind Li Mushen with the "Zhenyue" Godly Sword in hand.

In his pair of golden eyes, it seemed as if golden liquid flowed, emitting a mysterious aura.

Diao Lingluo had also summoned an elegant and enchanting ancient beauty. As the beauty swayed her graceful figure, it was as if countless illusions were created and then shattered in an instant.

Seeing this, the audience gasped in admiration.

"These kids are really strong."

"Indeed, if it were in previous years, they would all be strong contenders for the championship."

"It's a pity, they met the Divine Child; otherwise, if the four of them were together, it would definitely be a fierce fight among dragons and tigers."

"What are you talking about? Can't the four of them put pressure on the Godchild when they join forces? I don't believe it!"

The crowd was abuzz, while Luo Yu in the arena looked at the four with surging auras and nodded in approval:

"The four of you do indeed have considerable strength."

"It's just that you're a bit unlucky."

"To have met me."

"No, to tell the truth, I'm very excited right now," Huo Tongtian licked his lips, filled with fighting spirit.

Li Mushen spoke solemnly, "I am also fortunate to have the opportunity to confront someone like you."

It goes without saying for Diao Lingluo, as Beautiful Eyes already shimmered with light, constantly focusing on Luo Yu.

Lyu Chan quirked her lips:

"I came down the mountain to be the number one in the world, I have a premonition, by defeating you, I can become the number one in the world."

Luo Yu smiled and said:

"Then bring it on, don't be polite to me; unleash whatever trump cards you have, I can take them."

"Here we come!"

"You'd better be careful."

The four exchanged glances, and whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—

All sprang from their spots in unison, darting out illusions as they rushed toward Luo Yu.

They almost instantly closed in on him.

Lyu Chan wielded the Heaven-slaying Halberd with one arm, sweeping its blade towards Luo Yu's throat, Li Mushen held the Zhenyue Godly Sword with both hands, aiming a sweeping blow towards Luo Yu's waist, and Huo Tongtian's punch was even less polite as he launched a fist aimed to punch the groin.

Diao Lingluo's hands crisscrossed, creating a myriad of illusions like the Thousand-Hand Bodhisattva, flickering before Luo Yu's eyes, disrupting his vision.

"Tsk, you four really don't hold back," Luo Yu said.

Without summoning his Ancient Spirits, Luo Yu tilted his head to avoid the sharp edge of the Heaven-slaying Halberd, barely missing it.

He slapped his hand to the side, deflecting the Zhenyue Godly Sword off course.

Finally, his body dropped down, and with a tiger pounce, he unleashed a fist, clashing directly with Huo Tongtian's ruthless punch.

Crash!

Huo Tongtian's bones cracked, and he let out a muffled groan as he staggered back.

"Illusions are useless against me."

Luo Yu's eyes held a faint glimpse of gold, which, although subtle, seemed much purer than the golden essence contained in Li Mushen's golden pupils.

He flashed forward at a slanted angle, reaching out an arm to pull the astonished Diao Lingluo out of her illusions.

With a whirl of his arm, he flung her away.

The first probing attack ended with a comprehensive defeat for all four.

By the time the audience had processed what happened, a few breaths of time had passed, and the four prodigies had each been repelled to distant corners of the arena.

In the center of the arena, Luo Yu stood, calm and unruffled, his elegance unmatched...