Douluo: Unbeatable from Capturing a Goddess

"Vroom—"

The deafening roar of the engine sounded, as the luxurious beast-like off-road supercar carried Luo Yu away, trailing fiery tail flames, charging into the distance.

Leaving behind tens of thousands of disordered civilians and various big shots.

"He left?"

"He just left like that?" someone asked in a daze, not expecting Luo Yu to make such a move. He actually didn't choose anyone.

Excited voices came from nearby, a youth's face full of admiration.

"Holy shit!"

"So freaking cool."

"To leave all these big shots hanging like this, not even giving a damn? That's way too badass.

"Smack!"

Before the youth could finish his excitement, he was slapped across the face by his parents, urgently and sternly warning him:

"Shh— keep it down."

"Are you looking to die? God's Child can do that, but you can't talk like that. The big shots haven't left yet!"

"Oh."

The youth shrunk his neck and watched fearfully as each of the super big shots passed by, praying silently that they hadn't heard his words; otherwise, his little life would be over. That would be disrespectful to the powerful.

In fact, the group of big shots at the edge of the square really weren't in the mood to bother with these nobodies. Each of them was somewhat confused and slow to recover.

These school presidents of the Martial Universities could be said to stand at the peak of power. Aside from Luo Tiance and the heads of the top families in the Nine Provinces, none of them had to give face to anyone. However, this time, they set aside their pride and traveled a thousand miles to extend an invitation to a young man.

And to be so bluntly and ruthlessly rejected?

Not even a word of courtesy, he just coldly left them there and went off.

This left them standing there, truly a bit embarrassed.

Demon Province Martial University's Zhang Cong's mouth twitched as he said to Director Luo:

"Director Luo, your grandson really has a temper just like yours, quite arrogant."

The harsh old man in black boots spread his hands.

"Can't help it, I spoiled him since he was little."

"Don't mention you guys; even I, his grandfather, can't get a word in with him."

Zhang Cong couldn't find words to rebuke when he saw that Director Luo's words carried no hint of complaint about his grandson, but rather full of indulgence. This kid doesn't give face to him, and he really has no way to handle the boy.

Not to mention his world-class innate talent, this time his awakening was unprecedented, a truly earth-shattering event. Even his grandfather could boast without any doubt.

"Elder Luo, I really like your boy," Jing Province Martial University's Long Xiaoyun said with a full-faced smile, endlessly praising, "He's got personality; I like it! Our Jing Province Martial University is just right for students with an unyielding spirit and decisive character."

"Shameless."

"Old bootlicker."

Zhang Cong and Northeast Martial University's president Sun Changqing displayed expressions of disdain.

For the sake of recruiting students, they shamelessly cast aside their pride.

Starting with a round of bootlicking, they could always find an excuse to flatter; that's indeed remarkable!

Director Luo was speechless as well.

"Look, Xiaoyun," he said.

"If you want to be sworn brothers with my grandson, then you can't call me Elder Luo. What, are you trying to make yourself my grandson's peer?"

Long Xiaoyun chuckled sheepishly.

"Those words are too harsh. I, Old Dragon, may lack many things, but I am honest. Could I do something as indecent as you suggest?"

Zhang Cong and the others rolled their eyes.

This guy, honest?

Who doesn't know whom?

He once single-handedly set a trap in the Meridian Sea of Great Xia, killing eight great masters from The Island Country and North America in one battle, making a name for himself.

Under that simple appearance lay a heart that would stop at nothing to win a battle.

Fighting with Long Xiaoyun, you had to be prepared to be attacked with lime, poison, traps, and various dirty tricks at any moment.

Could such a person claim to be honest?

Long Xiaoyun continued to chuckle, "Elder Luo, if you can really send your grandson to our Jing Province Martial University, I'll even call you grandpa in the future."

Director Luo couldn't take it anymore,

Glaring,

"Don't call me Elder Luo!"

"Also, we are all in high positions now. Can we act a bit more like masters?"

Long Xiaoyun kept nodding.

"Yes, Grandpa Luo."

"When will my brother come to report at Jing Province Martial University?"

Zhang Cong and the others almost had their eyeballs pop out.

This goddamn—

Is this old lamplight not even going to pretend to have any shame?

Where is your integrity?

Director Luo was also dumbstruck, his whole being numb.

He understood what Long Xiaoyun was like, knowing the old guy had no bottom line, but he hadn't expected him to be bottomless to this extent.

Sun Changqing quickly spoke up: "Elder Luo, you wouldn't want your grandson to be trained by such a person. Better to send him to our Northeast Martial University. Cowards' hell, men's paradise; disputes settled by fighting, tough men without much talk."

Zhang Cong snorted,

"Our Demon Province Martial University doesn't have much, but we're rich and protective of our own."

Shi Kai beside them said gravely,

"Our Sichuan Province Martial University may not have much, but we're rich in spicy girls. Elder Luo, you wouldn't want your grandson to reach that age without bringing you a granddaughter-in-law, right?"

The presidents of several top-tier universities spoke fervently, vying for Luo Yu.

The heads of other schools that stood nearby couldn't get a word in, but by standing there, they showed their stance, unwilling to leave lightly.

What if... what if Director Luo sent his grandson to their school.

Then their school could instantly rise to super school status.

In truth, their instructional resources were not bad either; what they lacked were good initial student recruits. They couldn't compete with prestigious schools and had fallen into a vicious cycle.

This was their chance to turn the tables. Many principals were already planning to court Luo Yu by any means necessary, in secret.

Director Luo stood there, watching with heavy attention as the eyes of the various school heads were filled with eager anticipation.