The crowd was stunned.

They finally realized that compared to Lu Yanhang, the necromancer on the other side of the arena, who could send a heavily armored warrior flying with one punch, was the real powerhouse!

"You son of a..."

Lu Yanhang, who had been sent flying, hadn't recovered when a terrifying blade light magnified in his pupils.

Many of the onlookers couldn't bear to watch and turned their heads. If this strike landed, Lu Yanhang's skull would probably be split open.

Unexpectedly, the bloody scene didn't occur. Another hand grew out of Lu Yanhang's body.

Four arms firmly grasped the Golden Dragon Crescent Blade, successfully blocking the fatal blow.

Qiao Yu tried to pull back his blade, but he found that he couldn't.

"Hehe, what's a mage doing with a big blade!"

Lu Yanhang's four arms exerted force and flung Qiao Yu's Golden Dragon Crescent Blade away.

Then, he used both hands to restrain Qiao Yu's arms, and his other two hands simultaneously unleashed a powerful uppercut, sending Qiao Yu flying.

Ding!

The effect of the Silver Lion Helmet was triggered. A silver lion with flying mane roared, and the damage from Lu Yanhang's two punches was directly negated.

Qiao Yu landed slowly, his expression much more solemn.

Lu Yanhang was much stronger than he had imagined!

Lu Yanhang slowly clenched his four fists and walked towards Qiao Yu.

"Hehe, your strength attribute should be particularly high!"

Lu Yanhang seemed to be asking Qiao Yu, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

"I could feel it from those two punches just now, your attack power is at least 500 points!"

Lu Yanhang's words caused an uproar in the audience.

A necromancer with a basic attack power of 500 points? What kind of freak necromancer was this, Gandalf?

"Unfortunately, having attribute points alone is useless."

Lu Yanhang continued.

"With the same 500 points of strength, some people can integrate and utilize all 500 points, while others can't even exert half the effect. That's the conversion ratio!"

"Judging from the current situation, you have such high attack power, but your conversion ratio is frighteningly low!" Lu Yanhang revealed a cold smile.

Qiao Yu's brow furrowed slightly. This was also a point that he had been wondering about.

Clearly, the sum of all his attribute points was already approaching the threshold of one thousand points. Logically speaking, his strength should be at the peak among intermediate players.

However, he couldn't dominate among intermediate players.

Could it be, as Lu Yanhang said, that this was due to his low conversion ratio?

Many people in the audience who hadn't gone to college were also confused. What was a conversion ratio?

Lu Yanhang smiled contemptuously.

"This is something that's taught in the second year of university. Simply put, the conversion ratio is the ratio of attribute points converted into combat power. For two players with identical attribute points, the one with the higher conversion ratio is stronger!"

He raised a finger and pointed at Qiao Yu.

"This person probably doesn't even have a one-to-one conversion ratio. How is he worthy of entering Kyoto University?"

"That's none of your business, but I'm still quite grateful to you for answering one of my questions."

Qiao Yu grinned.

"As a reward, I'll punish myself with a punch first."

Bang!

Qiao Yu punched himself in the chest. The force was so great that the muscles in his entire chest seemed to be bleeding.

Everyone, including Lu Yanhang and the onlookers, was stunned. Did this kid have masochistic tendencies?

"Wrath of the Mechanical Empress has been triggered. Player enters a state of frenzy."

His attribute points began to rise rapidly, and a terrifying power surged from Qiao Yu's limbs.

He savored the pleasurable sensation of being enveloped by power, while slowly approaching Lu Yanhang.

"It doesn't matter if the conversion ratio is low, as long as the attribute points are high enough, it's all the same."

The veins on Lu Yanhang's forehead bulged, as if he wanted to refute something.

However, Qiao Yu didn't give him a chance to speak. He raised the Corpse Ancestor Ring, and in the next second, he appeared directly in front of Lu Yanhang.

He swung his right fist and smashed it down. Lu Yanhang quickly raised his four hands to block.

Unexpectedly, the four arms, which had been invincible just now, were ultimately beginning to fail against Qiao Yu in his frenzied state.

One against four, Qiao Yu sent Lu Yanhang flying with one punch. Before Lu Yanhang could land in mid-air, Qiao Yu had already appeared beside him.

Then, Qiao Yu unleashed a barrage of heavy punches like raindrops, directly turning Lu Yanhang into a human sandbag. Lu Yanhang could only use his four arms to protect his vital points, trying to resist as much as possible.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of flesh on flesh made the people present feel a little terrified.

If they were up there, they would probably be hammered into beef balls by Qiao Yu.

After defending for a long time, Lu Yanhang was finally caught in a flaw by Qiao Yu. Overwhelmed with excitement, Qiao Yu landed a heavy liver-bursting punch on Lu Yanhang's abdomen.

"Ugh!"

Lu Yanhang opened his mouth wide and dry heaved. Then, his entire body flew high into the air, before crashing heavily to the ground, unconscious.

A dignified intermediate-level heavy-armored warrior was actually beaten one-sidedly in close combat by an initial-level necromancer. This was simply unbelievable.

"Qiao Yu gege is so handsome!"

Fang Yuan had just wanted to cheer for Qiao Yu, but Deng Yanggang's voice preempted her.

Annoyed, Fang Yuan bit her silver teeth, then covered her small mouth in surprise.

Qiao Yu turned around, preparing to walk off the arena, but a slight cough sounded behind him.

"Cough cough, cough cough cough, it's not over yet!"

Lu Yanhang, clutching his heavily struck abdomen, stood up once again.

"I'm at least preparing to represent Canglong Normal University in the Global University Otherworld Combat Competition, how could I possibly lose to you like this!"

"Originally, this move was meant to be saved for the competition, but I didn't expect to have to use it on you first. Three Heads, Six Arms!"

Lu Yanhang roared, and two more strong and powerful arms actually grew out of his sides!

Already short in stature, he now looked like a giant spider standing upright after growing six arms.

"Hehe, take a good look at my, Grandpa Lu's, true strength!"

Lu Yanhang charged towards Qiao Yu, a storm of fierce fists raining down on Qiao Yu one after another.

Qiao Yu shielded his head with both arms. His life value of over five thousand points, coupled with five hundred points of defense, gave him enough confidence.

Relying on the great advantage of having six hands, he suppressed Qiao Yu with an overwhelming number of attacks.

Qiao Yu could only throw two punches, while he could throw six. Qiao Yu couldn't find a chance to fight back.

"What's wrong? Weren't you very arrogant just now? Huh? Keep being arrogant!"

Lu Yanhang attacked while trash-talking, trying to provoke Qiao Yu into revealing a flaw.

However, Qiao Yu remained silent, letting the attacks land on his body. His life value began to decrease bit by bit, and soon dropped to less than one-fifth.

The outcome had been decided.

This was the most intuitive feeling of the crowd. At this point, they couldn't think of any chance for Qiao Yu to turn the tables.

Even Shi Wennian and the others couldn't help but clench their hearts. Qiao Yu was really going to lose!

"Qiao Yu, you can do it!" Fang Yuan couldn't help but shout.

But Qiao Yu remained unmoved, still shielding his head with his arms and taking the beating.

"Cheering? Is cheering useful?" Hearing Fang Yuan's cheers, Lu Yanhang's anger flared even more. "The victory is already decided, go to hell!"

He forcefully swung his fist and smashed it towards Qiao Yu's face.

Clap!

Lu Yanhang suddenly felt his fist being clamped by a powerful hand.

Qiao Yu slowly raised his head. His black hair was now standing on end, turning completely scarlet red. Even the pupils of his eyes had turned crimson red. This was a sign that the frenzy state had reached its maximum!

Those bloodthirsty and violent eyes made Lu Yanhang feel a chill in his heart. Qiao Yu slowly opened his mouth.

"You're right, the outcome has been decided."