Everyone present gasped, shocked by Shi Shaorong's words.

Was she really going to play it that big?

"Good! Good! Good!"

Gu Su, as the person in question, was so excited his face was flushed. He uttered four "goods" in a row. This was simply an unexpected surprise!

He had been pursuing Shi Shaorong for a long time without success. He never thought he would see hope today, and a touch of gratitude towards Qiao Yu suddenly surfaced in his heart.

If Qiao Yu hadn't beaten Shi Shaorong twice, she might not have agreed so readily.

"Um, just a quick question, does it only count if *he* defeats me? Are other people okay?"

After Qiao Yu finished speaking, he pointed to Yang Xiangdi.

"If other people are okay, I'll get some benefits for my brother."

"Yu-ge!" Yang Xiangdi's eyes were misty. "At the critical moment, you're the one I can rely on! Good brother!"

Qiao Yu patted his chest.

"Brothers are in the heart!"

Shi Shaorong, who was standing to the side, could no longer maintain her aloof demeanor. Her face turned green. What did they take her for?

"Gu Su, add another condition, tear his mouth apart!" Shi Shaorong said.

"Okay, Rongrong! I definitely won't let you down!"

Gu Su looked at Qiao Yu with excitement. In his eyes, Qiao Yu was no longer an opponent, but a guarantee of his lifelong happiness.

That fiery gaze made Qiao Yu feel a chill.

Qiao Yu originally thought that Gu Su would rush onto the stage immediately, but Gu Su sat directly in the rest area, looking calm and composed.

Qiao Yu thought for a moment and immediately understood Gu Su's little plan.

This kid was planning to let others consume his energy before he came on stage!

Yang Xiangdi also saw Gu Su's plan and directly cursed.

"You little brat, how can you be so shameless? You're the strongest, and you're planning to hide until the end?"

Gu Su revealed a sneer. So what if they saw through his scheme?

He was just using the rules of the arena competition. This was a perfectly legitimate open plot!

The ring defender was supposed to defeat the other nine challengers one by one.

Gu Su simply closed his eyes, looking like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water. His lifelong happiness was at stake, and he didn't think any strategy was too much!

"Bah! Despicable!" Yang Xiangdi cursed angrily.

The remaining six examinees exchanged glances. They had finally fought their way out of countless examinees to reach the arena competition. There was no way they would admit defeat.

The grievances between Qiao Yu and Gu Su had nothing to do with them.

Now that things had come to this, they had to compete for the title of No. 1 in Sucheng.

When Qiao Yu had recovered, a new examinee had already appeared on the opposite side of the arena.

He had a very long horse face that looked like a shoehorn.

"No. 1 High School, Beginner Light-系 (xi) mage, Du Ziteng, please advise!"

Du Ziteng made a cupped fist salute and held his staff in his hand.

After observing earlier, he had determined that the necromancer in front of him was a freak.

He absolutely couldn't let this freak get close.

"No. 4 High School, Beginner Necromancer, Qiao Yu."

Qiao Yu followed suit and returned a salute. Now, he wouldn't underestimate anyone.

None of those who could make it to the arena competition were mediocre.

"Qiao Yu, to be honest, I really want to see your necromancy."

A gleam flashed in Du Ziteng's eyes. He had noticed Qiao Yu during the elimination round.

He was clearly a mage, but his body was so strong. He had a feeling that Qiao Yu's necromancy must be even more terrifying!

Once it was unleashed, it would probably be earth-shattering.

"You want to see my necromancy? No way!" Qiao Yu directly swung his greatsword and slashed over.

"Wings of Light!"

Du Ziteng waved his staff, and two pure white, translucent wings spread out from behind him, emitting a holy light.

The wings fluttered gently, and Du Ziteng soared into the air, overlooking Qiao Yu from above.

"Use your necromancy. You can't defeat me with just your physical body."

A touch of smugness flashed in Du Ziteng's eyes. Relying on the Wings of Light flying skill, he didn't know how many assassinations by assassins he had avoided.

Warriors and assassins without air superiority were just living targets in front of him.

Qiao Yu frowned. He had indeed encountered a flying opponent for the first time. This was a bit tricky…

"Aren't you going to take out your staff yet? Then don't blame me for being rude!"

Du Ziteng waved his staff, and the light on his body suddenly intensified.

"Holy light! Do you see that enemy? Purify him!"

A dazzling beam of light shot towards Qiao Yu, and the intense light even caused a blinding effect.

He raised his hands to block his face, and a strong burning sensation came from his arms.

When the beam of light disappeared, the surrounding audience gasped. Qiao Yu's arms were thin, shriveled and black, looking like mummies that had been dried out.

"Even so, you still won't use necromancy? With the next strike, I will destroy your hands!"

Du Ziteng felt a touch of confusion.

"I act as I please in this life, there's no need to explain it to you!"

Qiao Yu rolled his eyes inwardly. Was he not using necromancy? He just didn't know how!

He threw the Green Dragon Crescent Blade directly out, and Du Ziteng shook his wings and dodged.

"In that case, then I'll be the ring defender!"

Du Ziteng acted without hesitation and began to condense another beam of light.

Qiao Yu's face darkened. He really lacked effective anti-air methods.

"If only I had a few more Green Dragon Crescent Blades to throw…"

Just as he was in a dilemma, Qiao Yu suddenly saw the ground of the arena and his eyes lit up instantly.

"As expected! Heaven never bars one's way!"

Boom!

Qiao Yu punched the ground of the arena, and in an instant, sand and rocks flew, and the ground shook.

A large pit was punched out in the arena, and the stone bricks were also broken into a pile of small stones.

"Du Ziteng, right? You're going to have a bellyache soon!"

A look of confusion appeared on Du Ziteng's face. Before he could understand what Qiao Yu was going to do,

Qiao Yu picked up a few stones and threw them at Du Ziteng.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Du Ziteng, who dodged a few stones, looked terrified. What the heck was this stone-throwing all about?

Was this a children's game?

Why was a necromancer using such a childish attack method!

Du Ziteng looked down on this kind of behavior very much, but he still had to try his best to dodge.

With the addition of more than 500 points of attack power, the power of the stones thrown by Qiao Yu was comparable to a sniper rifle.

Du Ziteng had a feeling that as long as he was hit once, he would die on the spot!

"Proctor! Isn't this a foul?" Du Ziteng was both shocked and angry.

Proctor: "… Destroying the arena is not a foul, at most it counts as damaging exam property."

"Du Ziteng, have you ever seen a human-shaped Gatling gun?"

Qiao Yu's excited voice made Du Ziteng's face stiffen. He turned his head and found that Qiao Yu was holding a pile of stones in his left hand, and was spinning two stones in his right hand.

Swish!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

Qiao Yu was so excited that he couldn't stop at all. He had the feeling of using a slingshot to hit birds when he was a child.

Except this time, he was hitting a birdman.

Stones shot towards Du Ziteng overwhelmingly. A good college entrance examination instantly turned into a stone-throwing war.

But he couldn't dodge it!

"Go to hell! Are you kidding me? What kind of mage throws stones in a fight?"