My starting summon is a small skeleton

As one of the most watched team members in this Quancheng Cup,

Lu Wu, with his ordinary appearance, and Dudu, with his adorably plump figure, both made a lasting impression.

As soon as they appeared on the screen, the audience immediately recognized them.

Caught unprepared by this situation, Dudu panicked a little, hastily put down her milk tea and steamed buns, and grabbed Lu Wu's hand, attempting to use Lu Wu's slender body to shield her chubby self.

Lu Wu, on the other hand, frowned.

"What's with the organizers? Why are they cutting to me? I'm just a spectator today. Cut to the commentators' desk. He just said if Hao Zhijian loses he'd chew the commentators' desk. Let him perform that for us.

I've never seen anyone chew a commentators' desk before!

Or cut to the ring—that's where the real action is. They're going at it over there, and I'm thoroughly enjoying the fiery drama. You're ignoring the intense scene and cutting to me—what's the deal?

Trying to drag me into this? I'm not interested in the kind of fight where you can't get physical."

With that, Lu Wu took a bite of Dudu's steamed bun, perfectly embodying the demeanor of an onlooker just there for the snacks.

The audience was speechless.

They're calling you out, and you act as if nothing's happening?

Hao Zhijian's reaction was extremely agitated, his face flushed with anger as he pointed at Lu Wu: "See that, that's what kind of person he is.

A man without a sense of honor, without dignity, a cowardly trash."

"Our team was reassembled because of him. Our defeat is his fault too!"

In his anger, Hao Zhijian seized this chance to put all the blame on Lu Wu.

The more he spoke, the more convinced he became, until in deep resentment and fury, he shouted excruciatingly at Zhang Yunkai, "How can you compare me with that guy?"

"Is there a difference?"

Zhang Yunkai smirked disdainfully, "As Mr. Ye said, whether it's you or him, you're both garbage!"

This comment made Lu Wu, the layabout in the audience, quite upset.

"Damn it, I'm just a bystander today!

You two tear into each other all you want, but can you leave me out of it?

Keep dragging me into this, and see if I don't come down there and knock your heads crooked!"

Hearing Lu Wu's bold words, Zhang Yunkai, who had just triumphed over Hao Zhijian and was still relishing his victory, challenged jokingly, "Oh, you've got guts, come down and hit me!"

Unexpectedly, the moment he said this, the corner of Lu Wu's mouth lifted: "Sure!"

And with that, Lu Wu stood up, pulled Dudu up by the hand, and made their way down the stands with Little Skeleton.

What Lu Wu was doing could be considered a breach of the rules; in principle, he wasn't allowed to go down.

But the organizers, already dealing with the debacle of the newly defeated Team 233, took a wait-and-see approach to the situation.

They even initially hoped that letting Lu Wu go down might extend their interests a little further, so they didn't stop him, and Lu Wu easily descended from the spectator seats.

"You actually dared to come down?" Zhang Yunkai was a bit surprised.

"Why wouldn't I? Didn't you ask me to come hit you?" Lu Wu shrugged, "Here I am, following your request to beat you up, right?"

Lu Wu's tone annoyed Zhang Yunkai.

"It seems I need to take back what I said earlier. You and he are the same type of trash, equally delusional..."

"Enough with the nonsense. I just have one question for you: now that I'm down here, are you going to fight or not?"

Lu Wu waved his hand to cut him off.

This further enraged Zhang Yunkai.

"Fight? Do you really think you're worthy?

Who are you? Who are we?

We're from the key class, students trained by Mr. Ye himself. Even though we're just the most ordinary students Mr. Ye has trained, we're certainly not trash like you who got swept out of the key class.

You have no idea what kind of opportunity you missed the moment you were kicked out of the key class!

You have no clue how powerful Mr. Ye is!"

"Do you know why he just lost so badly?

Because all three of our summoned beasts have reached 2 stars in power!

And it's not just recently, Mr. Ye helped our summoned beasts reach 2 stars a month ago.

My summoned beast's power is already close to 3 stars, and in no more than a month or two, it will reach 3 stars!"

As soon as these words were said, the whole arena went into an uproar.

A 3-star summoned beast, of Black Iron Quality, with that kind of power, you could easily get through the city competitions in high school leagues.

Although Zhang Yunkai's summoned beast isn't at 3 stars yet, there's still more than half a year until the high school league starts.

By the time the high school league arrives, his summoned beast's power will definitely have reached 3 stars, and it might even have reached the Elite Level.

And Zhang Yunkai's little team is just an extremely ordinary one under Ye Qingxue, not even a trump card or considered frontline.

If such a team has this kind of power, imagine how terrifying the power of the key class's trump cards must be, and how frightening the capability of their teacher Ye Qingxue must be?

Probably at least on the Professional Level as a summoner, and she might even be a Cultivation Master!

At this moment, not only was the audience shocked, but the organizers of the Quancheng Cup were also breaking out in a cold sweat.

They also realized that they had been using such a figure for hype; how daring must they be to do such a foolish thing?

Zhang Yunkai was very pleased with this effect.

He then turned his gaze to Lu Wu, wanting to see on Lu Wu's face, which had maintained a frivolous and mocking expression from start to finish, signs of fear, regret, and despair.

However, what he saw was, uh, well, the back of a head!

Lu Wu's attention wasn't here at all; while Zhang Yun was ranting, Lu Wu simply couldn't be bothered to watch and turned his head to teach Little Skeleton, who was clearly interested in "appearing on TV," how to take photos.

"Actually, being on TV is quite simple. Little Skeleton has a big phone, and we can put whoever we want on TV.

See, you press here, then press here, and that's it.

If you want to take a photo of the front, press here; for the back, press here."

Saying this, Lu Wu even helped Little Skeleton turn on the front camera feature, and the two took a picture together. Pang Duddu, who was watching enviously, quietly moved over, hoping to sneak into a group photo, but due to being too puffy with cuteness, he could only get half his face in the shot.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yunkai was burning with rage.

"Lu Wu!"

"Don't yell, I'm busy!"

"Then you press here, and you'll be taking pictures of the front. Once you master this, later our Little Skeleton can shoot whoever we want."

After Lu Wu finished teaching Little Skeleton the camera functions with ulterior motives, he finally looked up at Zhang Yunkai.

"What's up? Done ranting? Can we start the fight now? If we're not fighting, I'm going home to eat!"

Zhang Yunkai's eyes bulged, teeth clenched: "Fight!"