The entire venue fell into a dead silence; no one had expected Luo Yu to arrive, especially not in such an aggressively dominant manner.
Just now, in that brief moment, the lower-ranked martial artists hadn't even seen clearly when Wu Tiansong, who had been full of big talk, was already under Luo Yu's foot.
The instructors were also staring with wide eyes; aside from Yang Cang and President Shi Kai, no one knew Luo Yu's strength was to such an extent.
He had taken out Wu Tiansong in an instant.
This entrance was a little too intimidating.
A few breaths later, the crowd began to stir uncontrollably, looking at the young man stepping on Vice President Wu Tiansong on the stage, emitting disbelieving gasps.
"This... how is this possible?"
"Wasn't it rumored that Wu Tiansong had already reached the peak of the Second Rank, and he could even withstand the average First-grade Strong Person? How could this happen?"
"He was taken down just like that?"
"Damn, is this for real?" Many people rubbed their eyes, wondering if they had seen wrongly.
"Was Xia Luo always this awesome? The last time he fought Xue Can, he didn't seem this terrifying, right?"
"That's too scary."
War God Li Zhenyue, Diao Lingluo, Huo Tongtian, Lyu Chan, and others were left with their mouths agape; they hadn't expected that as a fellow new student, his strength would be so much more advanced than theirs, an unreal, dream-like feeling.
"Boss, the boss actually came." The Little Fatty was gobsmacked, clearly shocked.
Dajiuer, the femme fatale, had a smile curling at the corner of her mouth. She wasn't wrong—given this man's personality, how could he possibly flee without fighting?
From a distance, on top of a tall building, an anciently dressed beauty nodded lightly: "Even if this guy disguised himself, that special air of confidence in him can't be concealed at all."
Bai Xiao'e clicked her tongue and said, "Sister Zhen, shouldn't you be concerned that Luo Yu took down Wu Tiansong as soon as he arrived?"
"Didn't you already see his strength in the footage recorded by Baize?" said the anciently dressed beauty.
Bai Xiao'e kept shaking her head.
"This is different, the shock of seeing it in person is too great. Our God's Child must be only eighteen, right? Yet his strength is already so unfathomable."
The outside world's fervid discussions and sensations were all happening at the same time, but Luo Yu was uninterested in the noises around him, and wholly unconcerned about who was under his feet.
His gaze was directly fixed on the young man sitting there, resting with his eyes closed, who had yet to open his eyes.
Playing it cool?
Luo Yu's mouth curved upward; he didn't start speaking first, but instead, the spinning force under his feet intensified.
"Ah!"
Wu Tiansong let out a painful scream.
"Damn it!"
"Let me go!!"
"Boom!"
Wu Tiansong resisted with all his might, his body bursting with intense blood energy, summoning a wild and robust brute resembling a black iron tower.
Luo Yu dodged into the air, looking at Wu Tiansong who had already stood up below, and nodded:
"Having the strength to resist after taking a kick from me, you indeed have a bit of capital to be proud of."
"You should die!"
Wu Tiansong, with disheveled hair and blood on his face, looked like a bloodthirsty demon.
Directly undergoing Spirit Possession, his body bulged up, instantly three meters tall, every muscle swelling as if made of black iron steel.
He had lost face in front of so many people, how could he swallow this insult? What does it mean that surviving one kick is something to be proud of? Who do you think you are?
"Tiger Cannon Mountain Fist!"
"Boom!"
Wu Tiansong punched out, and five golden-red tigers appeared, their teeth bared, claws tearing at Luo Yu.
At the same time, Wu Tiansong unleashed his Tiger's Domain; the entire stage was overlapped with tiger shadows, and countless kings of the mountain opened their jaws wide to devour Luo Yu's blood energy, weakening him.
This scene made the surrounding students unconsciously step back; just standing at the edge of the stage, they couldn't bear the residual force of Wu Tiansong's attack.
At the same time, their eyes couldn't bear to look away, staring at Luo Yu, wanting to see how he would respond.
"Hmph."
Luo Yu just chuckled coldly, too lazy to even summon the Ancient Spirits.
A golden ancient bell appeared around his body, enveloping him as if it were real; every engraving and ancient character on the bell was clearly visible.
The five golden-red tiger shadows rushed at him, but only caused ripples of golden light on the surface of the bell, utterly unable to break through.
Instead, they cried out in agony, purified by the golden radiance.
"How is this possible?"
"What is this technique?"
Wu Tiansong had never seen such a Divine Power; his full-strength Tiger Cannon Punch had been effortlessly defended against by the other party, who simply floated in the air without even moving a finger.
Not to mention breaking the Golden Bell, even scraping off a layer of gold paint proved impossible.
All the spectators were stunned; they had not expected Wu Tiansong's full power burst to not even touch a hair on Luo Yu.
"President, what is this Divine Power?" asked Yang Cang, puzzled.
Shi Kai glanced at him as if to say, don't ask me, I don't know either.
"It looks a bit like the common martial arts technique Golden Bell Shield, but it's not quite the same, is it? What sort of Golden Bell Shield could be so fierce?"
What Luo Yu used was indeed the Golden Bell Shield, a technique common martial artists could cultivate, nothing special or unusual.
But ever since the seed in Luo Yu's Dantian had sprouted, the transformation of the decayed into the miraculous by the Holy Path Invocation Technique began to show its aberrant effects.
A common Golden Bell Shield was used by him with the effect akin to a Great Divine Power.
"Boom boom boom!"
Wu Tiansong refused to believe it, launching several attacks in succession, but he couldn't even scratch the Golden Bell, let alone shatter it.
The ground exploded.
He clenched his teeth, swinging his fists upwards in disbelief that he, the deputy president of the student association and a Second Rank Peak strong person, couldn't break the defense of a new student.