Eat Little Almonds

Chapter 330 A Risky Move: The Extreme Team, Mei Chuan Ku Cha!

The Mechanical Empress's clone was completely stunned. What kind of crude language was that? Was that really something that could be said?

Filled with endless resentment towards Qiao Yu, she slowly collapsed, her eyes wide open even in death.

If she weren't a mechanical body, her resentment would have been enough to summon a ghost king to seek Qiao Yu's life.

Qiao Yu didn't care at all. Ten centimeters was nothing to him.

Besides, he only swore not to attack the clone directly. He didn't attack; his knife did.

This clone wanted to replace the Mechanical Empress's main body; she would have been a disaster sooner or later. It was better to get rid of her sooner rather than later.

"We common folk, are so happy today, really, really happy~"

Qiao Yu hummed a little tune as he left the Mechanical Kingdom dungeon, silently making his plans.

The Mechanical Labyrinth was a C-level dungeon, which would take at least a few days, but the qualifying round of the Combat Competition was starting the day after tomorrow. There was definitely not enough time.

Moreover, with his current strength, clearing a C-level dungeon would be a bit of a stretch.

Just take the Dark Forest C-level dungeon as an example. He could deal with a dark spider without any problem, but he would definitely have a hard time dealing with the black Jiao dragon alone.

Who knew what kind of monsters were in the Mechanical Labyrinth?

"Ah, in the end, my level is still too low..." Qiao Yu shook his head. "Little Ji, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to lie down for a while longer."

After clearing the entire Mechanical Kingdom, the free attribute points gave him nearly a hundred points, and although the experience points only gave him a measly few thousand, it was still enough for Qiao Yu to level up.

Qiao Yu couldn't help but sigh. Leveling up was really not easy. The experience bar of more than 20,000 was simply killing him.

Qiao Yu pulled up his attribute panel. His Strength attribute had already broken through 1,000 points, and his HP had also broken 10,000.

"Name: Qiao Yu

Class: Necromancer

Realm: Mid-level (lv24)

Strength: 1024 (Mountain-pulling, Cauldron-lifting)

Defense: 1012 (Indestructible)

Agility: 512 (Swift as the Wind)

Spirit: 250

Intelligence: 250

Mana: 2300/2300

HP: 11270/11270 (+10240)

Nether Energy: 10%



Overall Evaluation: Ridiculously OP."

Looking at his attribute panel, Qiao Yu nodded in satisfaction and then returned to Jing University.

Two days passed quietly.

As the Combat Competition qualifying round was about to begin, the atmosphere in Kyoto reached a boiling point once again.

Sixteen strong teams from the Eastern Alliance and sixteen strong teams from the Western Alliance would advance round after round, eventually determining the champion of the Combat Competition.

Usually, this was a time of celebration for gamblers.

But this year, there was something unusual. All of the gambling king's casinos in Kyoto had been overturned!

Even more bizarre was that, in the face of such provocation, the gambling king actually acted like a turtle, not even daring to fart.

The masses who didn't know the truth were all curious. When did the gambling king's temper become so good? He was famous for his bad temper!

If the gambling king could hear these masses' inner thoughts, he would definitely respond with tears in his eyes: "It's true that I have a bad temper, but I'm not a suicide squad!"

Not to mention that the Combat Competition Organizing Committee was investigating him, Ji Pingyang and Shen Jianshu alone could kill him eight hundred times over.

Hiding in the dark, the gambling king had already greeted the old hook-nosed man's ancestors eighteen times over. If the old hook-nosed man hadn't exposed him before he died, he wouldn't have been hunted down.

On the other side, Qiao Yu and the others had gathered in the lounge, studying their opponents for today, Mei Chuan Ku Cha High School.

Captain: Ayefu, age 24, level 32 High-level Warrior-type Heavy Armor Warrior.

Vice-Captain: Kexiu, age 24, level 31 High-level Warrior-type Body Cultivator.

Member: Frank, age 24, level 31 High-level Warrior-type Body Cultivator.

Member: Smedley, age 23, level 29 Mid-level Warrior-type Body Cultivator.

Member: Adolf, age 24, level 29 Mid-level Warrior-type Heavy Armor Warrior.

Looking at the information of the five members of Mei Chuan Ku Cha High School, Qiao Yu couldn't help but click his tongue. In terms of level, Mei Chuan Ku Cha was the same as Jing University's team, with three high-level existences.

What was even more terrifying was that all five of them were Heavy Armor Warriors and Body Cultivators.

These two classes were both tanky and high damage dealers. Qiao Yu had fought a Heavy Armor Warrior named Lu Yan Hang before, and he didn't win easily. Mei Chuan Ku Cha's team could be described as pure extreme-style, taking a dangerous path.

"Have you all seen the information? Tell me what you think. How are you going to deal with Mei Chuan Ku Cha High School?"

Shen Jianshu raised his thermos cup and took a sip. It was time for these kids to think about tactics for themselves.

"Let's fuck them up!" Qiao Yu said, waving his fist.

"Pfft!"

Shen Jianshu spat out a mouthful of hot tea, and then slapped Qiao Yu on the back of the head. However, Qiao Yu's head was fine, but Shen Jianshu's hand was in pain.

Shen Jianshu was even more angry. "Did I only teach you how to fuck them up in four months of special training?"

"Professor Shen, don't be angry, don't hit me when you're angry, you'll hurt yourself later..." Qiao Yu said with a smile.

"Don't worry! Once bitten, twice shy, next time I'll let the Bone Dragon come out and slap you!" Shen Jianshu said with a dark face.

Qiao Yu: "..."

"The opponents are all pure physical strength, which restrains my ability a lot. I can only store and reflect energy-based attacks."

Zuo You said calmly.

"But luckily we have a healer and a mage on our side. As long as Qiao Yu and I can hold on, and give Yang Xiangdi and Zhao Ziyue a safe output environment, then Mei Chuan Ku Cha may not be our opponent."

Qiao Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. It was great that he couldn't reflect physical strength.

Then Zuo You looked at Yang Xiangdi again.

"Xiangdi, Qiao Yu and Ma Fei's trump cards and abilities were almost completely exposed in the last match, so they will definitely be targeted! This match depends on you!"

"The opponent is an extreme-style team, which also means that their ranged attack methods will be extremely limited!"

Yang Xiangdi patted his round belly and said with a wry smile.

"Understood, alas, it's a pity that I finally managed to eat back this good fat!"

Shen Jianshu nodded repeatedly as he listened, his eyes shining. What a good girl... it's a pity she's a tank.

Such a good overall view, it's a pity she's not a Necromancer. Unlike a certain Necromancer, who thinks about body cultivation all day long instead of brain cultivation.

"Zuo You, your analysis is very good, but there is still one problem, what are you going to use to hold off the five opponents who are both tanky and high damage?" Shen Jianshu added.

"This..." Zuo You was a little speechless, her brows furrowing slightly, obviously a little worried.

After all, even if Mei Chuan Ku Cha was weaker than Hua Qing, it would definitely not be much weaker.

"Don't worry, Professor Shen, I can hold on!" Qiao Yu raised his head.

Shen Jianshu: "How are you going to hold on?"

Qiao Yu: "I can hold on."

Shen Jianshu: "You can't hold on!"

Qiao Yu: "I can hold on."

Shen Jianshu: "What are you going to use to hold on?"

Qiao Yu didn't answer, his azure blue eyes became more profound, with a hint of anticipation.

If it were five mages, he might not be able to hold on, but five melee fighters? Qiao Yu almost laughed out loud.

Today, he would definitely let the people from Mei Chuan Ku Cha High School see what it meant to be a mouse biting a cow's ass – mouseshit awesome!