Douluo: Unbeatable from Capturing a Goddess

"Whoosh—"

The atmosphere of a sports stadium seating a hundred thousand people with no empty seats is something else.

Luo Yu might not have known before.

But now, he'd fully experienced it.

Even without people cheering in unison, just the chatter alone was already thunderous.

He stepped on the ground, finding it very solid.

Luo Yu thought that if the ground and stadium weren't made of special alloy, they would have probably collapsed by now.

The line in front of him was getting shorter and shorter.

"Wow—"

A gasp came from the audience, and Luo Yu looked up to see a new name had climbed into the top ten on the strength ranking board high above.

Ninth place: Li Guanglong 3,200 kilocalories.

Another young prodigy surpassing ordinary Eighth Rank Martial Artists had squeezed the original ninth place down.

"So a ninth place can get such a cheer, huh."

Lyu Chan pursed her lips.

In others' eyes, she might seem a bit effeminate, but Luo Yu had already seen through her charade; the beauty posing with her red lips was supremely haughty and disdainful.

Luo Yu chuckled inwardly.

Indeed, she came from the mountains; though a bit unsophisticated, deep down she was still quite naive, wearing her feelings on her face, not at all cunning.

"I wonder how many kilocalories your strength is, you're so confident," the girl slacking behind Luo Yu asked.

"Me?"

Lyu Chan raised an eyebrow, then appeared to ponder, finally shaking her head and saying:

"How many kilocalories my strength is, I really don't know."

"There's no such strength measurement machine on the mountain, I only know I can kill a tiger with one punch."

"Hahaha."

The slack girl laughed heartily: "You're really funny, so confident without even testing?"

"Five hundred kilocalories is actually considered the strength of one tiger, and if you look at the top ten, the least is over three thousand kilocalories, enough to kill a bunch of tigers."

"This..."

Lyu Chan hesitated, admitting she could kill a tiger with one punch, but not specifying what kind of tiger. After all, under the Red Moon, tigers could mutate, and killing a tiger with one punch is completely different from doing so with all one's might.

It's like two people scoring a hundred on a test, one gave it their all to get that score, while the other got a hundred just because that's the highest score possible.

She shook her head to explain:

"It's different, you don't understand."

The slack girl stopped her unrestrained laughter and nodded.

"I can see it now, you just came down from the mountains, inexperienced, not knowing much about the outside world, right?"

"I can tell you're not boasting on purpose, you really don't understand; you also don't realize how powerful the concept of a Martial Examinee of this age having three thousand kilocalories of sheer strength is. But after your test, you'll understand. I shouldn't have laughed at you; I'm sorry."

The slack girl's apology seemed very sincere, without a trace of pretense.

She looked back at Luo Yu.

"She's just a mountain girl who doesn't know any better, that's why she's talking nonsense, but you, you're just blowing smoke on purpose."

Luo Yu ignored her.

No use talking more, it was almost his turn to test.

"Tsk tsk, hey, getting nervous, aren't you?" The slack girl said with a cheeky smile, patting Luo Yu's shoulder: "Don't worry, sister won't tease you. Just a bit of boasting, we all have a good laugh and that's it, no need to take it seriously. You don't have to feel pressured."

The corner of Luo Yu's mouth twitched slightly.

"Who's nervous?"

"You are; you're so nervous you can barely speak," the slack girl laughed: "Don't be nervous, the more nervous you are the less well you'll perform."

"I know you two were just joking earlier, don't take it to heart."

Luo Yu stared at her steadily, the slack girl looked just like an average person, her nose sprinkled with mottled freckles, but her smile was sunny and bright. Although she was slacking off like a dead fish, she didn't seem down at all and looked like an interesting person.

"You're quite magnanimous."

"I thought you'd scoff at me."

The slack girl shook her head.

"Hey, hey, hey."

"We're all just struggling martial examinees, ordinary folks, not comparable to those genius candidates, who would really dare to laugh at anyone? Seriously."

Luo Yu touched his nose, not quite knowing what to say at that moment, could only agree by saying:

"Ah, right, right!"

The queue finally moved to the front, and as a young man in front produced a result beyond the thousandth place, it was finally Lyu Chan's turn to be tested.

By now, many of the more than one hundred thousand spectators had focused their attention here. Although there were nine power measurement areas, the audience, from their high vantage points, could see everything, and in the center above, there were nine large electronic screens floating in the air that made the details clearly visible.

"Finally, it's my turn."

Lyu Chan rubbed her hands together in anticipation.

A middle-aged staff member in a black uniform walked over.

"Please stand in front of the strength measurement machine and strike with your fist when ready, and do not summon any Ancient Spirits for support."

"Understood."

Lyu Chan nodded.

At the same time, she looked back with a smile at Luo Yu and the layabout girl, saying, "Now you better keep your eyes wide open, I'm about to put on a show."

"Don't get scared, though."

"Could the candidate please speed up, there are others waiting in line," the middle-aged man in the black uniform urged.

Lyu Chan stuck out her tongue playfully and quickly hopped in front of the square titanium alloy testing machine.

She composed herself and focused.

In that instant, her entire demeanor seemed to change, as if she had become a different person, her eyes filled with a murderous aura, her fighting spirit soaring.

Luo Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, sensing that this girl disguised as a boy really had something special.

Lyu Chan threw a punch full of confidence.

"Bang—"

"Sonic Boom?"

The middle-aged man in black uniform and the layabout girl, including all those watching, were shocked while still uttering exclamations. Lyu Chan's punch had already slammed into the strength measurement machine.

Boom!

A collision sound came from the entire machine.

A string of numbers instantly started flickering on the display screen.

"5324 kilocalories?"

"Over five thousand?"

"How... how is that possible?"

The layabout girl and the other candidates behind her let out exclamations of disbelief as they stared at the machine's data.

They couldn't imagine that this effeminate, pampered pretty boy could deliver such a powerful punch.

They quickly looked up towards the sports stadium's power leaderboard at the side.

The previous first, second, and third places quickly dropped, and a new name appeared at the top.

First place: Lyu Chan 5324 kilocalories!

"Boom—"

The entire venue's gaze, from over one hundred thousand pairs of eyes, shifted in shock to the leaderboard, then they started scanning the arena for Lyu Chan's figure amidst a burgeoning uproar.

"The first place, a new first place?"

"We'd thought that Li Mushen and the other two were the unique monsters, disturbingly powerful, but who is this Lyu Chan?"

"That's terrifying, isn't it? Over five thousand three hundred punching strength? How can we even live?"

Everyone was shocked, but Lyu Chan was pouting, unhappy despite being first. She was dissatisfied with her punching strength data.

"Only five thousand three hundred..."

This complaint caused the layabout girl's heart to twitch as she stared blankly at Lyu Chan.

"This..."

"You're not satisfied with that?"

"You must be crazy."