The competition was in full swing, and the morning passed quickly.
It was now time for a break and reorganization.
Few people in the audience left their seats, all choosing to wait where they were.
After all, going out and coming back in was just too troublesome due to the sheer number of people present, with the constant jostling and shoving.
The spectators stared at the empty arena, gathering in small groups and tirelessly discussing the morning's matches.
"That guy called Tang San this morning was just too awesome."
"His cool factor is maxed out. A one-man offensive with six supports, what the hell kind of bizarre strategy is that?"
"Who cares about bizarre strategy, it's freaking awesome to the max!"
"Seems like the two matches Tang San fought this morning were an easy sweep without any suspense, right?"
"Yeah, it feels like he's the real dark horse of this competition, the most likely candidate for the championship."
"What do you mean 'likely'? Tang San is definitely going to take the championship. I feel like the guy hasn't even gone all out yet."
Someone blinked playfully nearby and said, "Stop it, guys, don't say that. Isn't there a Luo Yu who can knock out seven people in the blink of an eye?"
"Pfft."
"Some expert analyzed it already, that guy is just all show, and then he hired a bunch of actors."
"Once he encounters that Tang San, he'll probably get blown away in minutes."
"Or maybe... he'll hide behind those girls from Tianshui Academy and whimper?"
The chatting crowd looked at each other and smiled.
"Anyway... does winning or losing the match really matter? This guy's luck with the ladies is seriously strong."
Those who were smiling moments before suddenly hung their heads in disappointment, casting resentful glances at the one who had spoken.
"Can't you just die if you have nothing to say?"
"Are you always reminding me that I'm a single dog?"
"Just mentioning Luo Yu's good fortune with women makes me want to cry, wah wah wah."
A few single guys recalled the bevy of stocking-legged beauties that had flocked around Luo Yu that morning, and suddenly felt a bit bitter.
They were on the verge of tears.
On the other hand, Bi Bidong was gracefully moving her long legs, pushing Luo Yu's wheelchair.
The Sisters Shui Yue'er, Xue Wu of the Tianshui Battle Team, along with Xiaowu and the Sisters Zhu Zhuqing from Shrek, and Ning Rongrong, were all accompanying them.
They arrived at the Tiandou City restaurant with the most distinctive features.
Such a lineup of beauties, walking down the street, caused an ultimate show-stopping effect.
Countless passersby stopped to watch, staring dumbfounded at Luo Yu, who was surrounded by them, their eyes glazed.
"This... this feels like a parade fit for an emperor, not this kind of fanfare."
"How did this guy manage to attract so many beauties? Holy crap."
Luo Yu twitched his ears, overhearing the nearby discussions.
He turned his head, the corners of his mouth slightly lifting.
"Bro, for things like this, having skills is enough."
"I believe through your own efforts, you can be just like me."
Seeing the smile on Luo Yu's face and his casual tone, the person who had spoken felt like cursing.
I'm buying what you're selling.
Is this really something hard work can achieve?
Keep that toxic positivity to yourself.
"Giggle giggle, Brother Yu, you're so bad."
A Wu covered her gorgeous red lips with her hand, laughing in a way that was both full and alluring.
Luo Yu shook his head with a light laugh, "We've got to encourage the youth, you know."
"Tch, you're not that much older yourself, but you talk like an old fuddy-duddy," chimed in Shui Yue'er as she caught up from the side.
Luo Yu raised an eyebrow.
"I'm young?"
Shui Yue'er paused, her beautiful eyes showing a hint of confusion.
Bi Bidong's lips curled beneath her black veil, "Yue'er, this guy is being a scoundrel, just ignore him."
"Huh?"
Shui Yue'er opened her delicate mouth slightly in surprise. She still didn't get it until she saw Bi Bidong glancing slyly down Luo Yu's body.
That's when she understood.
Her face instantly flushed with color.
"Brother Yu, you're absolutely terrible!"
Luo Yu looked innocent, spreading his hands, "I was asking about age, did you all think of something else?"
"Tsk."
Bi Bidong's phoenix eyes flashed with disdain.
"Do I not understand you, you stinky man?"
Luo Yu crooked his finger invitingly.
Bi Bidong was puzzled, but still leaned her face in obediently.
Luo Yu brought his lips close to Bi Bidong's delicate ear.
He gently blew a breath of air.
Bi Bidong's perfect, voluptuous body trembled in an instant.
Luo Yu whispered, "You think you're the only clever one, huh?"
"Come find me after the match this afternoon."
"Find you for what?" Bi Bidong's beautiful eyes sparkled.
Luo Yu smiled, "If you remove 'what' you'll understand."
"Heh, man, always thinking about nothing good," Bi Bidong rolled her eyes.
"Oh."
Luo Yu nodded.
"To be rejected by Dong'er's wife, guess I'll have to make an appointment with Ah Yin Sisters tonight."
"Don't!"
Bi Bidong immediately interrupted him, her phoenix eyes glaring.
"Who said I'm rejecting you? We had a deal, I'll come find you tonight!"
"If I find any other woman in your room, you're dead meat!!"
"We'll see."
Luo Yu's mouth curved upwards, his eyes showed a teasing glint.
"Who invited someone kindly just now, and that someone still seemed so reluctant."
"Reserved, isn't it very normal for a girl to be a bit reserved?" Bi Bidong pouted unhappily.
"Ha?" Luo Yu glared with an exaggerated expression, "A girl?"
He scanned Bi Bidong's figure up and down; in close proximity, her impressive assets and the perfect curve of her hips were all clearly visible.
A girl's figure could develop to be this sultry?
What a joke!
Bi Bidong's beautiful face feigned a fierce look.
"Stinky man, before you 'plucked' me, I indeed was a girl."
"Cough, cough!" Luo Yu touched his chin, his gaze wandering.
He was flirting with the Female Pope here.
Everywhere around them, pairs of beautiful eyes seemed to be watching other directions, yet their attention was all on this scene.
They were all filled with jealousy.
Inside the restaurant.
Because Luo Yu had too many women, the private room was not big enough.
So they arranged tables together in the hall, which was filled with dozens of Tiandou City's specialty dishes.
On the side of the hall, Tang Hao was nowhere to be seen, while Tang San had arrived early with his team of six and was halfway through their meal.
Seeing Luo Yu with Xiaowu on his left and Bi Bidong accompanying him on his right, surrounded by a circle of charming beauties,
he immediately felt the food in his mouth lost its flavor, as if chewing on sand.
"Boom!"
Tang San stood up with a thud, smashed his bowl onto the table, snapped his chopsticks in half, and threw them heavily to the ground.
"Damn it, I'm not frickin' eating!"
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
All eyes in the hall turned their attention, including those at Luo Yu's table.
Tang San intended to explode, aiming to curse out loud at Luo Yu who was holding Xiaowu.
But just when he was about to unleash some harsh words, he saw the fierce looks from Xiaowu, Bi Bidong, and the other ladies.
He recalled the scene where he had been beaten up by Xiaowu before.
His outburst stalled as if a rooster suddenly choked while crowing, and his face turned red.
He strode toward the restaurant entrance, turned around, and gave Luo Yu the middle finger.
"Luo Yu, you'll definitely encounter me in this afternoon's match."
"Just wait for it."
Before Luo Yu could reply, Tang San's feet quivered, his Soul Light surged, and he zoomed away, disappearing in a puff of smoke.
"Eh, Rongrong, where's your dad?" Xiaowu asked curiously.
"Daddy?" Ning Rongrong pondered for a moment, "He said he had an important private meeting at noon."
"Private meeting?" Everyone turned their heads, all eyes looking over.