Luo Tiance couldn't be bothered to pay attention to Zhu Wushi.
The other was just living within his own recognition, having formed his logical loop, convinced that his grandson would definitely be stronger than his own Xiao Yu.
There was really nothing to say about it.
Let strength do the talking, soon this old fool would know the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, what it means to feel despair.
A curious light shone in Luo Tiance's eyes; he was very curious about just how strong his grandson had become.
In the center of the square, the focus of everyone's attention, Luo Yu stood on one side, while across from him was the Zhu Family's pride and joy, the towering and powerfully imposing Zhu Tiangang.
"The competition—"
"Begins!"
When the judge announced, Zhu Tiangang did not strike immediately.
He looked at Luo Yu with a sneer and said,
"Luo Yu, do you know, I've been waiting for this day for a long time."
"What do you mean?" Luo Yu asked.
Zhu Tiangang said, "You're asking me what I mean?"
"Don't you understand yourself?"
"You've been masquerading as this false God's Child, riding above us all these years, and still you ask me what I mean."
"The one truly worthy of the title Da Xia Godson, qualified to receive the adoration of the masses, should be one of us eight, not some impostor like you who doesn't deserve his status."
Luo Yu slowly shook his head, "Your temperament, it's even worse than Qin Qi's; I'm somewhat disappointed."
"If the other Young Masters were all like you, then this competition would really be uninteresting."
Zhu Tiangang coldly said, "I don't know where your confidence comes from, but my nightly perseverance in cultivation, my daily dedication, creatures like you who fish for fame under false pretenses will never be my match."
"Today I will personally defeat you and ascend the temple!"
Luo Yu shook his head.
"You should strike now; otherwise, you won't have any chances today."
Zhu Tiangang said, "Ignorant and laughable. Then let me show you my strength."
"Boom!"
As he spread his arms, several Ancient Spirits with intense auras appeared.
"Xu Da, Chang Yuchun, Lan Yu, Tang He, Mu Ying!"
All were generals who had dazzled an era, with overwhelming vitality and warrior's aura emanating from them, the oppressiveness they accumulated from a lifetime of conquests.
"Five Generals Imminent."
"Boom!"
The Dao Ze World descended upon Zhu Tiangang in its five-faceted entirety.
The terrifying aura left the tens of thousands of spectators outside the ring dumbfounded and shocked, because even with protection enchantments in the way, they could still vaguely feel that life-trembling breath.
"You can't even withstand a single bow from me!"
Zhu Tiangang had a broken bowl appear in his hand with a flip, and he placed the bowl before himself.
He bowed deeply.
Luo Yu didn't use any techniques, and quietly waited for the other to make a move, which made the audience supporting him quite anxious.
"Make a move!"
"Why isn't Luo Yu reacting?"
"What is he doing?"
"Zhu Tiangang's move is very tricky; no contestant could withstand his bow before."
"This is troubling."
Luo Yu still remained motionless, while Zhu Tiangang had already fully bowed down.
When he rose with full confidence and saw that Luo Yu was unscathed, he was immediately shocked.
"You... how can you be completely fine?"
Luo Yu scoffed, "As a proper God's Child, isn't it only natural to receive your bow?"
"No!"
"With your luck, you definitely can't withstand my bow, how is this possible!"
Zhu Tiangang unbelievingly continued to bow, bowing deeply nine times in succession.
Surprise deepened on his face, while Luo Yu remained completely unharmed.
"It's impossible."
"Absolutely impossible."
"How could you possibly have deeper luck than me!"
Zhu Tiangang's move was unique to the Zhu Clan, his ancestors being the famous Beggar Emperor.
Before the Beggar Emperor even ascended the throne, anyone he knelt before would die on the spot. If he bowed in a temple, that temple would instantly collapse. Since the Beggar Emperor ascended, his destiny and authority became even more domineering.
Zhu's descendants inherited this miraculous ability to his generation.
No one could withstand a bow from him, not even his own elder.
The only ones that could survive a bow without dying were fellow freaks from several other Young Masters.
Because they too, bore unimaginably great fortunes.
Zhu Tiangang thought that since Luo Yu was a fake God's Child, his bow should naturally take him down without effort. He could not fathom how this fellow remained completely unscathed.
Luo Yu snickered, feeling a special principle's force attacking him after the fellow's bow. If he had to name this principle, it was perhaps the Fate Principle?
But the other party's application of this principle's force was very rudimentary, even unconscious.
When the force hit him, it was as if a pebble was striking a mountain; the disparity was simply too vast.
Inside the VIP room, Zhu Wushi's face had turned green. His grandson was repeatedly bowing to someone else, and understandably, as a grandfather, he couldn't stand it.
The most uncomfortable part was that he himself couldn't withstand Zhu Tiangang's bow, yet Luo Yu had remained unfazed after how many bows? At this moment, he had already noticed something was wrong.
Zhu Tiangang quickly stood up, his face becoming serious, "Luo Yu, there's something about you!"
"I hadn't expected that you'd conceal the same fortunes as we Young Masters."
"It seems I shouldn't have underestimated you!"
Luo Yu grew impatient and dug at his ears, "Stop blabbering and make your move. If you can't, then just get lost."
Zhu Tiangang struck in fury, his Five Domains converging into one, wielding infinite suppressiveness, like the true weight of a hundred thousand mountains, bearing down upon Luo Yu's body.