Musclebound Necromancer?! Are You Kidding Me?

Chapter 25 – Furious Mad Wolf

Qiao Yu ignored Master Wen Nian and continued to stare intently at Mad Wolf on the platform.

He turned to Yang Xiangdi and asked, "Xiangdi, do you remember him?"

Yang Xiangdi's expression turned incredibly grim, his eyes flashing with deep-seated hatred. "Even if he turned to ashes, I'd remember him! Back then, at the elementary school gate, he was the one who snatched our pocket money!" Yang Xiangdi gritted his teeth as he spoke.

Qiao Yu's eyes also showed animosity; he had never suffered such a loss since childhood.

Mad Wolf, a few years older than them, had dropped out of school early and survived by robbing elementary school kids of their pocket money at the school gate every day.

Once, the strong and robust Mad Wolf targeted Yang Xiangdi and Qiao Yu, who were still elementary students, and after robbing them, even insulted them as paupers!

It was truly intolerable!

"So, what do you think? Want to find a way to give him a good beating?" Qiao Yu suggested.

"Sure, you go ahead, I'll cheer for you!" Yang Xiangdi nodded.

"Hey, hey, hey! Qiao Yu, didn't we come to the Duel Grounds to spar with each other?" Master Wen Nian protested. If Qiao Yu went to fight Mad Wolf, how could he show off?

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Moreover, Mad Wolf looked strong; if he injured Qiao Yu, it would be even more embarrassing for Master Wen Nian to spar with him.

"Little brother, step aside for now, this doesn't concern you. If you still want to spar with Qiao Yu after watching his fight with Mad Wolf, I won't stop you," Yang Xiangdi said.

Compared to Master Wen Nian, he was more eager to see Qiao Yu teach Mad Wolf a lesson and avenge the pocket money robbery from years ago.

Qiao Yu walked forward and pressed a button on the screen next to Mad Wolf's duel platform.

A mechanical female voice sounded.

"Ding! Player Qiao Yu, Level 7, Class: Necromancer. Requesting to challenge Player Mad Wolf. Does Player Mad Wolf accept?"

As the system prompt sounded, the cheers from the stands abruptly stopped, and everyone was stunned.

Then, the stands erupted in laughter.

"Hahaha, where did this joker come from? A Level 7 challenging Mad Wolf? And a Necromancer at that? Isn't this class the weakest in 1v1? It can only beat healers!"

"Look at his skinny frame, compared to Mad Wolf, he's as thin as a bamboo stick! Can those skinny arms and legs even throw a punch? Won't Mad Wolf kill him with one hit?"

"Mad Wolf is a Level 11 Beginner Tier Body Cultivator; fighting an Apprentice Mage is like child's play. I bet Mad Wolf can take him down in three rounds!"

"Three rounds? This joker can be slapped to death by Mad Wolf with one palm! I'm betting on Mad Wolf to win! All in! All in!"

"I'm all in too! If I win, I'll party at the club; if I lose, I'll go work at sea!"

The people in the stands were all discussing, but without exception, none of them had any confidence in Qiao Yu.

The odds for betting on Qiao Yu even reached one to twenty.

Mad Wolf looked at Qiao Yu with disdain and asked, "Kid, are you serious? A Level 7 Necromancer challenging me, a Level 11 Body Cultivator? With your skinny frame, I won't be responsible if I punch the crap out of you!"

Qiao Yu silently stepped onto the duel platform, amidst the jeering from the stands.

"Kid, it's not too late to admit defeat now. Once it starts, even calling for your mom won't save you!"

Mad Wolf sneered, not expecting Qiao Yu to actually dare to step up.

Qiao Yu didn't respond, his handsome face remained expressionless, showing no joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness.

Daring to ignore me? Mad Wolf's face darkened, determined to smash that handsome face with one punch!

The Inner World system's voice sounded again.

"Players, please prepare!"

"The match begins!"

As soon as the words fell, Mad Wolf charged forward, hating anyone more handsome than him!

He wanted to smash that handsome face!

However, before Mad Wolf could react to what was happening.

"Bang!"

Qiao Yu's heavy punch landed on Mad Wolf's abdomen, causing him to double over in pain.

Mad Wolf's face turned red, veins bulging on his forehead, his mouth open, but he couldn't even scream!

Mad Wolf's body slowly slid down along Qiao Yu's fist, collapsing softly to the ground.

A bright red -299 floated above Mad Wolf's head, and the system directly declared Mad Wolf defeated.

The entire stands fell silent.

Master Wen Nian and the others gaped, unsure of what expression to make.

Ma Fei and Zuo You seemed to have anticipated this outcome; if Qiao Yu couldn't take down Mad Wolf with one punch, they would be surprised.

In their view, anyone who dared to take Qiao Yu's punch head-on was like Wu Dalang marrying a Kardashian—completely out of their depth!

Yang Xiangdi even started cheering for Qiao Yu.

"Yu Bro! Well done! Beat that bastard!"

But the others in the stands were dumbfounded! Everyone had bet on Mad Wolf, and he was taken down in one move?

Sure enough, someone in the stands quickly reacted.

"Isn't this a fixed match? How could Mad Wolf be taken down in one move? Damn it! Refund!"

"Exactly, this is clearly a fixed match. A Level 7 Necromancer dealing 299 damage with one punch? This is a scam! Refund!"

"I've lost everything, refund! Refund!"

The crowd in the stands became agitated, with a few more extreme individuals starting to throw water bottles onto the duel platform.

Qiao Yu kept his head down, ignoring the crowd.

In reality, after using the Skeleton King's Ring, the punch's damage was as high as 369!

If it weren't for the HP Lock Rule in the Duel Grounds, Mad Wolf would have been blown away with one punch.

Lying on the ground, Mad Wolf was also bewildered. Besides the physical pain, he was more confused mentally.

As the Body Cultivator recognized for having the thickest health bar in the Inner World, how could he be taken down by a Level 7 Necromancer's basic attack?

When did he offend such a monster?

Mad Wolf struggled to ask, "Who are you?"

Qiao Yu slowly squatted down, leaning beside Mad Wolf.

"Do you remember the back street of He Mei Elementary School, where you robbed two kids of their pocket money? I was one of them."

Mad Wolf: ......

Back then, he had to rob over a dozen elementary school kids daily to scrape together enough for a meal; how could he remember Qiao Yu?

"Just for something so trivial, you came specifically to beat me up?" Mad Wolf asked.

"Trivial!"

Qiao Yu, enraged, punched Mad Wolf again, causing his eyes to bulge out instantly. Under the HP Lock Rule's protection, Mad Wolf didn't lose a single drop of blood.

"I was just a kid back then! Do you know how much psychological damage being robbed of pocket money can do to an elementary school student?"

Mad Wolf: ......

After teaching Mad Wolf a lesson, Qiao Yu walked off the duel platform, satisfied.

He felt an immense sense of relief, as if the shadow from his elementary school days had finally dissipated.

As he stepped off the platform, Qiao Yu seemed to remember something and turned to Master Wen Nian.

"Master, I'm done here. When shall we start our sparring?"