"I'm a little sleepy. Let's go home and sleep." Luo Yu waved his hand casually at this time and was about to leave the ring.

Li Qingfeng followed Luo Yu obediently, without expressing any personal opinions and completely following Luo Yu's rhythm.

However, as soon as Luo Yu stepped off the ring, he was surrounded by reporters from the media.

One by one, the lights were flashed and the microphone was handed over.

"Sir Kamiko, I am a reporter from Kyogoku Media. Can I conduct a short interview with you?"

"No." Luo Yu refused directly and continued walking out without stopping.

Media reporters have strong professional ethics and are unwilling to give up even if they are rejected. They desperately want to gain useful confidence in interviews.

Followed closely behind Luo Yu.

"May I ask what you think of the man who finally won the title of Military Champion in the capital after a bloody battle?"

Luo Yu waved his hand.

"I'm going to correct you, there's no bloodbath, there's no heroic struggle, it's very normal, I don't have any thoughts, just capture it normally."

The reporter was immediately choked.

"Just take it normally..."

If it weren't for his good professionalism, the interview would have ended immediately with him almost choking.

"What do you think of the four opponents you fought against?"

"Very good, great." Luo Yu said concisely.

"Sir, Son of God, you really cherish your words like gold." The reporter smiled and followed behind like a dog-skin plaster.

Luo Yu was speechless and turned around:

"I've been so perfunctory, how can you still lick me?"

"Lord Shenzi is joking, how do you feel about winning this championship?" Even if the reporter was criticized, he still maintained his iconic smile, as if to say, I'm sorry, it's useless for you to criticize me, I am a professional,

Under normal circumstances, I will never give up on an interview.

Luo Yu shook his head.

"I don't have any thoughts."

"It's just a martial arts champion, not worth mentioning."

Luo Yu's words made all the reporters stunned.

It can be said that they have interviewed countless martial arts candidates over the years, and this is the first person to speak so arrogantly. No martial arts candidate has ever dared to say such things.

Is Wu Zhuangyuan not worth mentioning?

What else can I mention?

Hundreds of thousands of spectators who were unwilling to leave also exploded.

"Awesome!"

"The Son of God is so awesome, even the top martial arts scholar can be said to be nothing by him."

"Awesome? This is obviously showing off!"

"I blanch him, he's so sexy, I love him so much." Many young urban girls have tightened their stockings and high heels on their beautiful legs, and their beautiful eyes are filled with peach blossoms.

"Is it illegal to pull? It's so cool, I like it so much!"

One of the reporters wanted to interview him, "Does your family know that you are so cool?"

After thinking about it, I decided not to ask.

After all, let alone the Son of God, he couldn't afford to offend him. He couldn't even afford to offend the Grandfather of the Son of God.

Luo Yu stopped walking out, turned his head, and looked carefully at the cameras, microphones and reporters around him.

He opened his mouth and said:

"Don't ask these useless topics again."

“The purpose of news is to help people understand the facts, educate and enlighten them, not gossip.”

"Wu Zhuangyuan is just not worth mentioning."

"What about the Dajing Base Province and the country's top martial arts champion? It just proves that he has a little bit of personal strength. To truly prove himself, it should be as small as protecting a family or as big as protecting the people of Daxia. This is the real strength.

Damn, it deserves to be praised."

Luo Yu's words were normal, but the reporters were silent, the tens of thousands of viewers were silent, and even the melon-eaters in front of the TV stopped talking.

The big bosses guarding Daxia in the VIP room clapped their hands and applauded.

"well said!"

"As expected of me, the Son of God of Great Xia, I speak with such a high standard."

"What is a pattern? This is called a pattern!"

Luo Yu ignored the reporters who were stunned and continued to walk out, taking just two steps.

He looked back:

"Oh, right."

"Since the camera is here, let me say something to the talented people of Daxia."

"There is no need to challenge me or set me as a target. That is meaningless. If you want to compare with me, then compare to the God of Slaughter."

"Slaughter...slaughter...slaughter the god?"

Each reporter's body shook and trembled, and they all trembled a little when they spoke.

Good professionalism is destroyed.

Luo Yu affirmed:

"Yes, it's the God of Slaughter!"

"I, the descendants of Yan and Huang, should have high aspirations. Fighting among ourselves is nothing. If you want to kill, then kill the gods!"

"No one will dare to covet me, Daxia, until I reach the outside world."

The reporters were holding cameras on their shoulders and their hands holding microphones were shaking constantly.

What Luo Yu said was really too bold.

Who doesn’t know that God is unattainable.

There is an unreachable gap from ordinary people.

And today, Luo Yu threatens to kill the gods? Isn't he afraid of offending the gods outside the country?

For a time, countless people became excited and restless.

Some people were worried that Luo Yu's words would offend the resurrecting gods and attract hostility.

Even more people cheered and applauded, extremely excited, feeling that the words of the Son of God were inspiring and inspiring, and he was worthy of being the number one Son of God in Great Xia.

You should have the courage to swallow the sky.

"The God of Killing..."

Huo Tongtian was behind, lowering his head and muttering.

"It turns out that the gap between him and me is not only in strength, but also..." He looked up at Luo Yu, his eyes focused, and he uttered the last two words: "Vigor."

Li Mu Shen shook his head repeatedly: "Beheading God is such a huge ambition. He really dares to think about it."

Diao Lingluo's eyes sparkled even more.

"While others are desperately trying to compete for the top spot in martial arts, has he already set his sights on such a high position?"

"It's amazing."

At this time, there was a young reporter who looked like he was just starting out and asked immature questions.

"Lord Shenzi, what is your biggest feeling about this competition? Can you tell me about it?"

Luo Yu turned his back and had already walked out of the crowd.

He didn't look back, and a melodious voice came from the front.

"I came, I conquered, and I left."

There are only nine ordinary words, but like a sledgehammer, it seems to be chiseling into everyone's soul, making the souls of those who hear it tremble.

They felt an invincible self-confidence, an indescribable self-confidence.

I even felt that the other party was neither happy nor sad about winning the top prize in martial arts. They had a completely casual attitude and really didn't care.

I wonder how many people in the world can have such a transcendent state of mind and invincible attitude.

"Is this...the Son of God..."

Someone murmured and looked at Luo Yu's back from afar, as if they were really getting to know him for the first time.
Chapter completed!