My starting summon is a small skeleton

Phoenix Nest Training Ground.

Lu Wu had finally grown tired after playing video games for several hours.

With Little Skeleton reluctantly saying goodbye, he put down the game controller and lay on the sofa, while Dudu considerately massaged his head.

On the other side.

Guzhentian's side.

He had started off full of confidence, declaring, "The questions I modified, you won't be able to answer a single one," but now, his confidence had vanished, replaced by sweat drenching his head and body.

From the initial three hours given, to the three hours Lu Wu spent addressing the other seven participants' questions.

In total, it had been six hours, and Guzhentian still hadn't presented his questions.

At this point, anyone could see Guzhentian's embarrassment.

The image of Guzhentian, always composed and unbeatable, had utterly collapsed.

On Lu Wu's side, however, he had established his image as the Demon King.

While playing games on one hand, he effortlessly dominated the whole scene, not only subduing seven players but also making Guzhentian too afraid to present his questions.

The extent of Lu Wu's formidable nature was clear for all to see.

Moreover, Lu Wu was especially kind.

Seeing Guzhentian sweating profusely, he even said to him, "Don't rush, take your time, I can take a 'nap' and wait another three hours for you!"

Listen to that, such magnanimity, such heartwarming words.

Many of the sensitive girls in the audience were moved to tears.

But there were some who found it hard to accept, and leading them was Guzhentian himself.

His complexion turned even paler at Lu Wu's words.

The resentment from the disgrace was written all over his face, yet he still had no solution.

Having just followed Lu Wu's analysis and teachings for over three hours, his mind was now a complete blank.

He knew better than anyone the terror that was Lu Wu; he knew that even if he was given another three hours, even three more days, it would be extremely difficult for him to modify 12 questions, no, it would be tough to even make one question that could stump Lu Wu.

At this moment, Guzhentian's face began to show signs of defeat and even despair, emotions that should never appear on his face.

And this scene was unacceptable to many.

Guzhentian's admirers couldn't accept it, and neither could his father, Gutian.

Guzhentian had always been Gutian's greatest pride.

Gutian always believed his son was the strongest, the best; he couldn't accept what he was seeing now.

There must be a problem!

Gutian felt there definitely had to be something wrong with this scene!

And he quickly discovered the crux of the issue.

"I've got it, I know where the problem lies; the problem is with these questions.

These twelve stone tablets only have Lu Wu's questions on them."

"The so-called modifications don't actually change anything.

Because no matter how you modify them, they still fit within the same framework, and as long as they're within the same framework, it's impossible for anyone to come up with a question to stump him!

That's cheating!

We must switch to different questions!"

Gutian's words woke up Guzhentian and astonished the entire audience.

Everyone turned their attention to Lu Wu, seeking verification of this point.

To this, Lu Wu didn't deny.

"Well, you've discovered it, huh? Indeed, it is so.

These 144 questions you see here, I spent over an hour creating them yesterday, and it did take me quite some effort."

Lu Wu's response made it seem to the ordinary spectators at the Phoenix Nest Training Ground that the aura of the Demon King had diminished significantly.

Especially for Guzhentian's admirers, it gave them a reason for Lu Wu's terrifying performance and Guzhentian's failure.

It wasn't that Guzhentian was incompetent, but that Lu Wu had been cheating from the start.

Since Lu Wu had the answers from the beginning, no wonder his performance was so terrifying.

Of course, this was just the perspective of the ordinary audience.

The same event, when viewed by different people, can be completely different.

Ordinary viewers thought Lu Wu was cheating, but the competitors sitting next to Lu Wu and the big shots seated in the audience changed their expression.

You see, those 144 questions above varied in difficulty and subject matter.

Coming up with so many questions would be harder than solving them.

Typically, without a professional team spending one to two months, it would be impossible to devise them, yet Lu Wu managed to do so in an hour or, at most, over one night.

It was clear just how terrifying Lu Wu's knowledge reserve and mastery levels were.

Thus, when Gutian revealed this, it didn't lower Lu Wu's prestige among the Cultivation Masters, but instead raised it considerably, albeit indirectly.

And Gutian's suggestion to change the questions was even more preposterous.

Whose questions are not used?

How could the questions be changed just because the questioner is a referee?

Gutian was simply making trouble without reason,

He himself knew this too.

But he couldn't care less about that now; he had to help his son escape Lu Wu's trap.

Only by breaking free from the framework defined by Lu Wu could his son Zhen Tian hope to defeat Lu Wu, or rather, escape Lu Wu's crushing victory.

He had already seen that Guzhentian was being suppressed by Lu Wu at the moment; his once invincible and confident state of mind was beginning to crumble, spiraling into self-doubt.

This was the last thing Gutian wanted to see, he needed to help Guzhentian maintain his confidence.

So, Gutian was particularly aggressive at this moment, "Since you designed the questions, they must be changed!"

Of course, although he was forceful, he had no real expectation that Lu Wu would change the questions.

As long as Lu Wu said no, he could seize the opportunity to make a fuss and walk away from the competition with Guzhentian, preserving the last bit of his son's confidence.

If you don't compete, you can't lose!

This was a mentality akin to burying one's head in the sand, true both for Guzhentian's ears and for Gutian's.

However, what he didn't anticipate was that Lu Wu wouldn't play by the book.

"Change the questions? Sure!"

Lu Wu stood up with a smile, stepping deliberately toward Guzhentian.

"If you don't have the confidence to alter these questions, to make them into something I can't answer, then we can change the questions, or even change the whole game."

"How about this? You set the questions, I'll modify them, and you answer them. How does that sound?

If you can correctly answer just one question that I've modified, I'll consider you the winner!"

Lu Wu's tone was gentle, seemingly amicable.

But every word he spoke was like a soft knife, piercing directly into Guzhentian's heart.

Heart-strike tactic!

The best way to strike at someone was never a physical assault, but a psychological one.

'You think you're so great, Guzhentian?

You Gutian are proud, aren't you? Your son has the talent of a Grandmaster, doesn't he?

Fine then, come on. I, Lu Wu, am standing here today, ready to crush your son with my rules. And if that's not enough, it's okay, I can turn it around and crush him again with your son's rules.

Until he breaks completely!'

Lu Wu's malicious intentions were transparent to Gutian, whose face turned an ashen blue with eyes full of murderous intent.

"Lu Wu, you dare!"

Lu Wu couldn't care less about him. Even if Gutian wasn't as injured as he was, Lu Wu would not be afraid—he had bodyguards.

Today, Lu Wu had come with only one purpose: to destroy Guzhentian.

It couldn't be helped; Lu Wu's heart had always been so magnanimously broad.

"So, how about it? I've already given you such a huge concession. You wouldn't still be afraid, would you?

If you really are too scared, then it can't be helped. Let's just leave it at that."

At that moment, Guzhentian clenched his fists tightly, but soon relaxed them and said indifferently, "Gutian doesn't shy away from defeat. Let's consider the match lost, but if Master Lu would like to play, then Gutian shall oblige and play along with Master Lu!"

"But Gutian has one condition..."

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It's short again, I know,