Chapter 611: Everyone Wants Zhang Yu

"Zhang Yu, since my younger brother couldn't take you down, I'll defeat you thoroughly in this match and make you swallow the bitter fruit of your discrimination against the monster-blooded."

As Yinzhu Fan finished saying this, the human clan on the scene moved in unison, almost everyone scrambling to appear before Zhang Yu and Yinzhu Fan.

Ling Pojun, even quicker to speak, started to say: "Hold on... I can't pretend I didn't hear that!"

Someone opened their mouth to say: "How dare you! Yinzhu Fan, this is no place for your wild boasts."

Another person tried to say: "Zhang Yu, rest assured—I've got your back in this match! Stick with me, and no one will be able to harm you."

There was also Xue Jiuyou from Netherworld University, who walked over to Zhang Yu and wanted to say: "Zhang Yu, discriminating against the yao clan is truly wrong. The great situation between humans and yao is what matters; you should apologize to the monster-blooded you've harmed."

Zhang Yu watched Xue Jiuyou approach, remembering that he and another student from Skeleton University had just been defeated by Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen in the previous match.

But watching the behavior of Ling Pojun, Xue Jiuyou, and the others, Zhang Yu saw through it all as clear as day.

How skilled were these elites from each school at making money? And how well did they understand the importance of hype and traffic?

Almost the moment Yinzhu Fan spoke, they realized that between Yinzhu Fan and Zhang Yu a remarkable hype would inevitably brew, bursting forth with extraordinary immortal-opportunities.

Ling Pojun roared in his heart: "We who cultivate immortality—how can we not contend for immortal-opportunity? How can we not seize it?"

And seeing the students all around him—some putting on a righteous front, some opening their mouths wide, some with ferocious expressions, some with bodies taut, others glowing with special effects—

Ling Pojun felt as if he were looking at a pack of wild beasts that had caught the scent of blood, madly charging toward Zhang Yu to tear into him—and he was one of them.

But just as they all rushed over to fight over stealing traffic, just as various phrases for leeching off hype flooded their minds, just as they were about to open their mouths to speak—

A light shout rang out, abruptly cutting off the words everyone was about to say.

Then a golden figure descended from the sky, countless advertisements streaming out from his body, forming arrays of immortal light and divine music, radiating layers of luxury and majesty as he landed.

A voice, accompanied by subtitles floating into view, came from the golden figure: "Mana is the pivot of Dao techniques, the general outline of all methods. Only by storing all methods can you employ all methods."

"Everyone, rather than engaging in pointless arguments before the match, it's better to prepare your mana well, so you can put it to use in the upcoming competition."

Seeing the three big characters "Mana Vault" in the projection, Zhang Yu immediately understood that this person had just accepted an advertisement for Mana Vault.

On the other side, Ling Pojun looked at the newcomer and thought to himself: "Rank 2 of Ten Thousand Methods University, Financial Department—Jiu Tianliu."

Ling Pojun recalled the data on the eleven teams just now, knowing that Jiu Tianliu also ranked in the top eleven by capture count and was one of the team leaders, having just formed a team composed of finance students from each school.

And when Jiu Tianliu made his entrance and cut off everyone's words, Ling Pojun felt as if something had been taken away from him, leaving an empty feeling in his heart.

Ling Pojun's heart sank, and he cursed inwardly: "This bastard didn't just intercept that round of screen time and hype; he also snatched our luck on the side."

"If I want to compete with him for Zhang Yu's hype from now on... the difficulty is about to skyrocket."

Just then, another coy laugh came from the sky, and a tall figure descended, landing on this stretch of sand.

Zhang Yu turned his head to look at this robust figure, his gaze narrowing again: "Rank 1 of Bliss University, Mu Qiansi. Damn it... is this person male or female?"

And after taking a slightly longer look, Zhang Yu felt a flood of the other's selfies, videos, and tutoring advertisements appearing in his vision interface.

"What the hell is all this filth!" Zhang Yu cursed under his breath, immediately turning his head away, unwilling to look at that person any longer.

However, the top student of Bliss University let out a coy laugh, swept his gaze across the scene, and eventually locked his eyes onto Zhang Yu as well.

Mu Qiansi licked his lips and thought to himself: "Isn't this Zhang Yu, the one Kuang Tianqing tried and failed to swallow? If I can swallow him in one go, won't that show off the skills of my Bliss University? And also rake in plenty of hype."

Thinking this, Mu Qiansi raised his burly arm, covered his mouth with a light chuckle, and said: "Little brother Zhang Yu, want to relax a bit before the match?"

Yinzhu Fan let out a harsh screech, his dragon might surging, and shouted: "Woman, are you trying to steal my prey?"

Mu Qiansi said calmly: "Yao scum, when people are talking, why do you have to stick your beak in?"

Jiu Tianliu said coldly: "You two, I can't just stand by and watch you bully someone from our Wan Da."

Feeling the aura of these three top academic overlords, all the other students at the site wore grave expressions, knowing that the most terrifying opponents in this upcoming round of competition were these three.

And Zhang Yu, standing at the center of the three, felt as if he had become the legendary Tang Monk's flesh—not just Yinzhu Fan and Mu Qiansi, but also the likes of Ling Pojun and Xue Jiuyou... almost everyone wanted to take a bite out of him, to devour the hype and traffic on him.

"Is this how Kuang Tianqing and Brother Dao felt? Everyone coveting you... no..."

"They were strong enough that no one dared be so reckless."

"But in their eyes, I'm neither strong enough nor rich enough—relying on others' help and even risking my life just to trap Kuang Tianqing."

"In their minds, I have plenty of hype but lack strength, which is why they act so unbridled."

Thinking of this, a slight smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Yu's mouth, and he thought to himself, "You want heat, don't you?"

Zhang Yu, who had just swallowed a large amount of heat and traffic from Kuang Tianqing in the last team competition, now felt new ambitions and desires rising in his heart.

"Then let's stir it up."

"Let's see who ultimately devours whom completely."

"I want to defeat Kuang Tianqing, surpass Dao Qiankun, and take first place among the ten schools."

"If I don't devour you one by one, how can I catch up to them? How can I fulfill my ambitions?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu's mouth curled up slightly as he looked at Ying Zhoufan before him and said, "You..."