Rise of the Zerg in the World of Gods

After Fang Shuo defeated Sixth High's third-year students, all of First High erupted in cheers.

One person defeating all opponents was a huge morale boost.

Although defeating Li Dong was somewhat unfair, Fang Shuo single-handedly winning against all opponents was still very impressive.

If Fang Shuo's victory over the third-years could be considered relatively restrained, then against the second-years, he was completely unrestrained.

Many times, even when they could win, First High students wouldn't, insisting on toying with their opponents before defeating them.

Moreover, Sixth High's second-years didn't have anyone who could take the lead, their strength was very average. When facing First High's second-years, they were humiliatingly shut out.

Whenever someone from the opposing side felt they couldn't win, they would step down and switch, just to prevent anyone from being defeated by Sixth High.

As a result, Sixth High's twenty people were brutally crushed.

Although as long as one side had someone standing at the end, they would be the final victor and gain one point, there was a difference between not winning a single match and winning with difficulty.

Most importantly, losing was one thing, but being humiliated like that was what Sixth High couldn't accept.

"Xu Luo!" Huang Yulang looked at Xu Luo angrily, hoping he would take the stage and teach First High a lesson.

Although he didn't expect to win, he wanted them to fight beautifully, not letting First High be so smug.

"I understand," Xu Luo stood up calmly, nodding.

"I'll go this round."

His voice was calm, but his heart wasn't as peaceful as it appeared on the surface.

They were all from the same school. The second-year students being humiliated like this wasn't just losing their own face, but the face of all of Sixth High.

If the opponent had simply won, there would be nothing to say about being inferior in strength, but using such humiliating methods to strike back couldn't be tolerated.

Earlier, when Fang Shuo achieved a twenty-win streak, he had turned a blind eye to their smugness, but for these second-years, he couldn't tolerate it.

"Go Xu Luo!" "Xu Luo is the best!" "Xu Luo..."

Seeing Xu Luo take the stage, Sixth High's cheerleaders and students who came to watch all cheered for him.

On the student popularity rankings, his position kept soaring, quickly reaching the top ten.

Now only two schools had participated, so the popularity rankings weren't very extensive.

Lying down in the game cabin, he appeared in the virtual space. Opposite Xu Luo was a young man.

"Wu Feng, crush him, make Sixth High get out of our First High!" "Shut out, shut out!"

With the second-years' performance, First High students were now very excited.

The two people in the dedicated match map couldn't hear outside sounds and wouldn't be affected.

"Sixth High, don't say we're bullying you. I'll give you a chance to choose!" Wu Feng raised his head proudly, wanting to express his magnanimity.

With the second-years setting such a brilliant example, the first-years naturally had to perform spectacularly too!

"Alright!" Xu Luo nodded, not refusing.

His main body's combat power wasn't strong either. If the opponent chose main body combat, it would indeed be troublesome.

Since they were foolishly letting him choose, he naturally wouldn't refuse such goodwill.

"Consider yourself unlucky, meeting me when I'm in a bad mood."

After choosing unit combat, the environment around the two suddenly changed.

A random battlefield was generated, and neither could see where the other's units were.

In reality, Zhong Tianyue's tense body relaxed after Xu Luo chose unit combat.

He knew Xu Luo's strongest point was his units. If the opponent had chosen main body combat, this match would have been uncertain.

Because who knew if some people thought units were hard to raise and went to develop their own strength instead!

"Old Zhong, looks like you're very confident in this student!" Dongfang Cheng looked at Zhong Tianyue meaningfully.

After Xu Luo chose unit combat, Zhong Tianyue relaxed, meaning he was very confident in this student of his?

He didn't say more, just watched the battle scene, but was thinking whether to tell that girl Qianqian to go easy.

After all, those second-year guys did go too far earlier. If they brutally crushed the first-years again, where would Old Zhong put his face?

In unit combat, one could freely combine and deploy their own units, arranging any forces they had in their Divine Realm.

In one battle, after units were lost, they wouldn't recover immediately, needing to wait until the next match. For them, it meant continuously fighting with existing forces until the last soldier.

Some time had passed since the last great battle, and Ying Yingluo's popularity had somewhat declined. Xu Luo had been recuperating during this time and had accumulated quite a few Zerg. Against powerful experts, it wouldn't be enough, but against these students from the same batch as him, it was like adults bullying children.

Wu Feng's units were orcs. Now these green-skinned creatures wore simple leather armor, holding big axes, marching proudly, searching everywhere for Xu Luo's units.

Seeing this scene, Xu Luo shook his head. No tactics at all, such an opponent was too easy to deal with.

He had the strength to crush the opponent, but he didn't rush in to resolve this opponent all at once.

His goal wasn't just to defeat Wu Feng; he needed to be careful of Qianqian, First High's rookie king. Now he needed to consider how to achieve the greatest results with the least cost.

If he lost too much in the beginning, he might be at a disadvantage when facing Qianqian.

Not knowing the details of First High's students, Xu Luo was very cautious, worried about unexpected setbacks.

Now Wu Feng's orcs were charging recklessly, while through the worker bees' reconnaissance, Xu Luo had already discovered the location of his main force.

Those so-called recklessly charging orcs were just a small part of his army, deliberately released as bait.

He wanted to use this method to lure out Xu Luo's forces, with his main force encircling from behind.

However, he didn't know his intentions had already been detected.

Generally, people might face two choices after knowing this situation: take the bait and fall into the ambush, or ignore it and strike directly at the heart.

But Xu Luo didn't want just these options. Only kids make choices; he naturally wanted it all.

Using aerial units for reconnaissance and knowing the intelligence, Xu Luo let the Butterfly General formulate the battle plan.

He wasn't a graduate from a professional military academy, nor had he come from the army. Without corresponding command talent, during major battles, Xu Luo rarely interfered with the Butterfly General's command.

Let professionals handle professional matters; he never guided experts in fields he wasn't familiar with.

Now, under the Butterfly General's command, various Zerg units advanced in order, each with corresponding targets and tasks.

"Is this Sixth High's rookie king? How come he only has this few troops?" "This is too weak, indeed someone from a school like Sixth High, the so-called rookie king is just that!" "Wu Feng is so lucky, encountering such a weakling!"

First High students discussed amongst themselves, their words without any restraint.

Seeing Xu Luo display not many units, everyone thought this was an easy win.

Earlier the second-years were swept, and now it seemed the first-years weren't good either. They just got lucky with one Li Dong.

The principals from various schools and spectators from all walks of society were puzzled. No matter what, Sixth High's strength couldn't be that weak. This level of strength seemed unworthy of the rookie king title!

There were only a few hundred scattered Zerg beside Xu Luo's true body. Although they each looked like delicate girls,

this wasn't what mattered in battle. Without strength, everything else was useless.

"Kill!" The Butterfly General took overall command, with other Butterfly Generals becoming frontline leaders, leading other Zerg into battle from the front.

After issuing the attack order, suddenly the ground's soil flew up, figures emerged from underground, catching the orcs off guard.

The first-year newcomers' units were mainly Bronze tier. Even First High, though they had some Silver tier units, didn't have many, with Bronze tier being their main force.

But who were they facing now?

Xu Luo's Zerg were mainly Silver tier, with Bronze tier units only as support.

Whether Earth Dragon Zerg, Mountain Shaker Worms, or Blade Dancer Bugs, they were all very powerful.

Because many people outside were watching, Xu Luo didn't deploy Facehuggers.

Xenomorphs were his biggest trump card now; he couldn't possibly expose all his cards in front of everyone.

Although not many people were watching this city-level competition, in the future when his strength was greater and attracted others' attention, these things would become evidence for others to study him.

However, with Xu Luo's current strength, to fight some first-years, he naturally didn't need to deploy big guns like Soul Butterflies, Butterfly Monarch Weiwei, or Facehuggers.

Now with Burrowing Worms leading the way, the entire Zerg army ambushed underground, suddenly emerging to directly inflict massive casualties.

Moreover, Xu Luo's units were mainly Silver tier. Before other Zerg had even moved, the Butterfly Fairies' confusion had already caused many orcs to start killing each other.

The number of Zerg appearing wasn't many, because of Xu Luo's orders. To deal with one Wu Feng, there was no need to expend too much effort.

The battle started quickly and ended even faster.

Wu Feng hadn't even exerted himself before the battle was over.

All the orcs were annihilated, and he was automatically ejected from the battlefield.

"Next!" Xu Luo spoke calmly, not feeling particularly joyful about defeating Wu Feng.

Seeing Xu Luo resolve Wu Feng so cleanly and neatly, Sixth High's side erupted in cheers. The gloom from the second-years being swept earlier was finally cleared away.

In contrast, the expressions on First High's side weren't good.

The cheerleaders who were excitedly cheering for Wu Feng earlier now hung their heads dejectedly, unable to utter words of encouragement.

Wu Feng crawled out of the game cabin, looking at the gazes directed at him, lowering his head in shame.

Losing wasn't shameful; what was shameful was losing so miserably.

First High quickly had other students take over.

However, the two sides weren't on the same level at all. From the beginning, their battle wasn't fair.

Xu Luo competing with them as a seed was, strictly speaking, a dimensional reduction strike.

"I didn't expect you to come prepared, Old Zhong. This time you have an ace up your sleeve!" Dongfang Cheng smiled at Zhong Tianyue.

"This time it seems you'll get your wish!"

"It's terrible, we thought we had a chance this time, but didn't expect Principal Zhong to bring out such an expert," Xiang Nantian smiled bitterly.

His Eighth High originally thought they could get a spot this year, but looking at it now, it seemed quite difficult!

First High was powerful, Third High wasn't weak either, the competition was very fierce. Moreover, the student quality from these two schools was very high this year. Xiang Nantian's Eighth High wanting to compete was already very difficult, but now with Xu Luo appearing, their chances became even smaller.

During the previous great battle, each school had sent out their powerful students. Although Xu Luo was among them, with so many people at that time, these principals were basically focusing on the performance of other geniuses, attracted by Ying Yingluo's attention, so naturally wouldn't know about a Xu Luo among so many students.

Only people like Zhong Tianyue and Wen Zheng who knew about him would care about his performance.

Therefore, when he appeared now, these principals knew nothing about Xu Luo's situation.

But seeing his unit lineup now was quite surprising.

A large number of Silver tier units had already put him among the top ranks of these schools' students, with a good chance of getting one of the ten qualifying spots.

These principals congratulated on the surface, but all took note in their hearts. After returning, they would have people try to find out Xu Luo's background, see if there were any weaknesses, and even try to attract him to their schools.

Over the years, schools poaching each other's talented students wasn't unheard of.

A qualifying spot was very important for improving a school's reputation.

While the school higher-ups were calculating, for the audience, they were simply watching the competition. When students performed brilliantly, they would send some gifts, raising their popularity rankings.

Xu Luo's dominating defeat of Wu Feng, besides the initial support from his school, also attracted the liking of many spectators.

After all, he was handsome, performed outstandingly, and was Sixth High's rookie king. Both his appearance and strength were very good. Such a person naturally easily attracted fans.

God Fighters not only represented honor and strength but also had economic benefits.

Being popular could bring sustained attention to clubs, as well as tangible benefits. This is what made people willing to invest heavily in cultivating you.

Fang Shuo was like this before, and now Xu Luo was the same.

Many clubs had already noticed him and were preparing to make contact.

Good-looking and with decent strength meant that after cultivation, at least they could break even no matter what.

The initial intention of clubs, no matter what, was to make money.

If someone had some strength but no economic benefits and couldn't make money, naturally no club would be willing to sign them. No one would do business at a loss.