Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 30 - 31: One Roar, Ten People Kneel

Chapter 30: Chapter 31: One Roar, Ten People Kneel

The competition officially begins.

As Zhang Molin’s words fell, fervent cheers erupted all around, countless boys eagerly anticipating Lin Hao being brutally beaten.

Who asked him to date the school belle?

Simultaneously, the ten advancing contestants did not hesitate at all, immediately charging towards Lin Hao.

"Kneel down!"

Suddenly.

Lin Hao let out a cold shout.

To others, this cold shout sounded ordinary, but to Wu Tao and the other nine, it was like a thunderclap on a clear day, striking at their souls.

At this moment, they felt as though their souls were about to leave their bodies, their pupils instantly dilating.

At this instant, Lin Hao, in their eyes, appeared like an Emperor reincarnate, a terrifying aura spreading from him, that kind of aura was frightening, shuddering.

In their hearts, only one thought remained.

Submission!

"Thud"

"Thud!", "Thud!"

In an instant, one after another, the ten exceptional contestants who had advanced from hundreds, all fell to their knees, their expressions devout, as if they had encountered a deity.

"How could this be!"

Wu Tao’s face drastically changed, he was the first to snap out of it, attempting to stand up, but it felt as though a mountain was pressing down on him, preventing him from standing.

The other nine were similarly affected.

Suddenly, from all directions, whether it be students, parents, or the teachers from Binhai High School, everyone’s eyes widened.

What’s going on?

What’s happening?

Why are they kneeling?

"Gulp..."

In the crowd, someone swallowed a mouthful of saliva, their heart shocked, unable to conceal it.

Then, the next second.

"Whoosh!"

The crowd erupted, a wave of voices spreading.

"Damn, what’s going on!"

"What happened?"

"Why would they kneel?"

"There’s a problem, there must be a problem, Wu Tao, get up quickly, beat up Bi Lian!"

The noise, the swearing, the confusion, it was endless.

"How can this be, who... exactly is he?" Yao Mengchen was stunned, her clear eyes swirling, not understanding what was happening.

The principal of Binhai High School, Zhou Hongwei, his mouth twitched, struggling to speak.

For him, this was all too bizarre.

Only the principal and the director of Binhai University exchanged glances, both seeing a trace of excitement and... shock in each other’s eyes!

They knew about Cultivators, but they hadn’t expected Lin Hao to be a Cultivator!

"Lin Hao 666!"

"So handsome."

"No wonder he can be the school belle’s boyfriend, such a handsome man, even if I have to devote myself entirely, I’m willing!"

Compared to the boys shouting, the girls, with budding emotions, were completely enchanted, exclaiming his handsomeness.

With a shout, ten people knelt.

At the scene, not a single person remained calm.

Even Chen Yifan, Lin Shiran, and Gu Tielang were visibly shocked.

Lin Hao’s performance had yet again shattered their worldview.

Only Lin Hao himself remained standing in place, not moving an inch.

Ten people knelt before him.

His gaze indifferent, countless people had knelt before him in a previous life, hence he was very composed and indifferent.

Could Lin Hao’s divine might be blocked by a few mere mortals?

With a slight smile on his lips, Lin Hao turned his head towards Zhang Molin: "What are you waiting for? Is it not time to announce the results?"

Lin Hao’s voice reached below, bringing Zhang Molin back from her astonishment, her expression odd. Typically eloquent, today, she did not know what to say.

This youth.

Is he really just a pretty face?

Clearly not.

He possesses the aura of a King!

Just now, apart from the ten contestants, she was the closest to him, and for a moment, she almost felt that Lin Hao was a God!

She almost knelt down as well.

"Cough..." She coughed softly and then said, "Student Lin Hao, please wait a moment..."

The outcome in front of everyone was unexpected.

They had imagined many possible outcomes.

No one expected that before even a single move was made, they would all be kneeling on the ground.

She awkwardly looked at Wu Tao and others, forcibly squeezing out a smile, and asked, "Can... can you all still fight?"

Ten people were kneeling on the ground, their foreheads already sweating cold sweat.

Zhang Molin’s words, they were in no mood to answer.

First, they were kneeling on the ground, which was embarrassing and left them unable to speak.

Second, they were now physically unable to speak, feeling as if a giant cauldron weighing thousands of kilos was pressing on them; it was hard even to breathe, let alone speak.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Zhang Molin hesitated, unsure of what to do for a moment, and could only look towards Zhou Hongwei.

Zhou Hongwei did not look good.

These ten, they were students of his school.

Knelt down just from a shout.

As a principal, he was utterly embarrassed.

"Ten seconds, give them ten seconds. If they don’t speak or get up within ten seconds, then Lin Hao wins," he finally said.

From all sides, the male students clenched their fists, continuously shouting encouragements, hoping that Wu Tao and the others could stand up.

However.

Ten seconds passed.

They were still kneeling on the ground.

"Damn!"

"Are you ten trash?"

"Scared into this pathetic state without even exchanging blows, trash, trash, just trash!"

"And here I thought you were tough, Wu Tao, you garbage, still a Black Belt Eighth Rank, I think you’re better off playing in the mud!"

Ten seconds passed, no one spoke, no one stood up, finally causing dissatisfaction. The original encouragements and cheers turned instantly into abuse and mockery.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please be quiet," Zhang Molin held the microphone, came to the center of the martial arts platform, and oddly glanced at Lin Hao.

Finally, she announced: "This match, Lin Hao wins!"

"Wow!"

"Hao bro is awesome"

"Lin Hao, I love you!"

"Lin Hao, Lin Hao, Lin Hao!"

Once the victory was announced, Lin Hao’s fan girls immediately began to shout, their voices overwhelming everything.

Chen Yifan and Lin Shiran also cheered for Lin Hao.

Today, Lin Hao’s name was destined to leave a significant mark in Binhai High School, and his deeds would undoubtedly be recorded in the school’s history books.

His performance was too astonishing.

This was also the first time in twenty years that a student’s actions were recorded in the school’s history books!

Facing the roar of the crowd, Lin Hao remained calm, seemingly used to it; he turned around and slowly walked down from the martial arts platform.

Lin Shiran and Chen Yifan were already waiting for him below.

"The match is over, let’s go," Lin Hao smiled, patted Lin Shiran’s head, and the three of them walked away side by side, smiling.

"What has this guy been through?" In the moment he turned around, Yao Mengchen once again saw in his eyes a vicissitude that seemed even more profound than that of a hundred-year-old man.

He definitely had a story.

As Lin Hao walked away, the martial arts platform relaxed; the ten contestants relaxed their shoulders as if relieved of a great burden, sweating profusely, gasping for air.

The oppressive atmosphere finally disappeared.

The ten lay on the martial arts platform, breathing in deep gulps of air.

Suddenly, they felt something.

Being alive was damn good.

"Stop!"

Just as Lin Hao’s figure was about to disappear at the exit, suddenly, from the parents’ area, a loud shout was heard.

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