Musclebound Necromancer?! Are You Kidding Me?

Chapter 74

Half an hour passed.

Qiao Yu casually ate something to replenish his energy, then sat in a corner with Yang Xiangdi, lost in thought.

Compared to others who were already devising strategies and studying their opponents, the two of them seemed quite out of place.

"Brother Yu, shouldn't we at least study the other eight people?" Yang Xiangdi asked.

"It's useless. Whether we study them or not, no strategy will work," Qiao Yu shook his head.

"In such brutal rules, the only way to win first place is to carve a bloody path."

"A bloody path?"

Yang Xiangdi was momentarily stunned, then he thought of the scenes within the Mechanical Kingdom.

"Brother Yu, is it your blood or someone else's?"

Qiao Yu: "..."

If he had the chance, he would definitely sew Yang Xiangdi's mouth shut.

"Are you Qiao Yu?"

Qiao Yu looked up at the sound, seeing a boy with an indifferent expression looking down at him. It was Gu Su.

"No, I'm Ma Fei."

Gu Su: "…That joke isn't funny at all."

"Go on, what kind of act are you putting on?" Qiao Yu shrugged helplessly.

"You have two charges against you. First, you insulted the Necromancer class. Second, you hit Shi Shaorong. I will settle these in the arena match."

"Hope you don't hide like a coward under the stage as a challenger."

Gu Su gave Qiao Yu a cold glare.

According to the rules, challengers were not allowed to fight each other.

"Hmm? What do you mean I insulted the Necromancer class?" Qiao Yu asked.

"Hmph! You don't deserve this class at all! Compared to him, you're far behind!" Gu Su's face showed undisguised disdain.

The "him" Gu Su mentioned, was he also a Necromancer? Qiao Yu was a bit surprised; he had never met someone with the same class as him.

After all, hidden classes were indeed very rare.

"And the second charge, are you standing up for that woman?"

"Shi Shaorong's matters are my matters," Gu Su was about to say more when a cool female voice interrupted him.

"Gu Su, thank you for your kindness, but I don't need you to interfere in my matters. I'll settle this myself."

Shi Shaorong's injuries had healed, and the dirty clothes Qiao Yu had swung at her were replaced with a clean set.

"Rongrong, don't misunderstand, I just wanted to help you teach this arrogant kid a lesson."

"Gu Su, please show some respect, and my name is Shi Shaorong, not Rongrong."

Shi Shaorong's face was cool and gave Gu Su no face at all.

This made Gu Su's expression extremely ugly.

Qiao Yu suddenly understood why Gu Su had challenged him at first sight; this guy was an old simp, and one who couldn't even get what he wanted.

"Xiangdi, what animal do you think Gu Su is?" Qiao Yu nudged Yang Xiangdi and asked.

Yang Xiangdi instantly understood his meaning.

"I guess he's a boiling sheep, or maybe a two-faced turtle."

"What? Do Tom Cat and Black Little Tiger have no status in the simp world?"

"No, Brother Yu, look."

Yang Xiangdi pointed at Gu Su.

"He's wearing all white, but his head is green. Tom and Black Little Tiger don't match his colors!"

Qiao Yu almost couldn't hold back his laughter; Yang Xiangdi's words were truly sharp.

Gu Su could no longer maintain his indifferent facade, his face turning beet red.

Shi Shaorong's cool demeanor had already embarrassed him, and Qiao Yu and Yang Xiangdi's mockery only added fuel to the fire, making him furious.

He didn't direct his anger at Shi Shaorong but glared angrily at Qiao Yu and Yang Xiangdi.

"Qiao Yu, and you, my defeated opponent! Just you wait! This isn't over between us!" Gu Su turned and left.

"Wow! So scary, this simp is an aggressive one," Yang Xiangdi pretended to be scared and patted his chest.

Gu Su paused for a moment, then quickly walked away.

Shi Shaorong gave Qiao Yu a deep look, then found a place to close her eyes and rest. If there was a chance in the arena match, she would definitely repay Qiao Yu for swinging at her.

The mage area's arena match hadn't even started, and it was already filled with tension.

Rest time quietly passed, and the forty rested candidates were gathered again.

Ma Fei and Zuo You were in the Warrior and Tank class teams next to Qiao Yu.

In contrast, Qiao Yu didn't see any familiar faces in the Assassin class.

Little did he know, his assassin acquaintances were watching him from not far away.

"9527, we've been fooled by that kid! He's Qiao Yu, not Ma Fei!" 7438 whispered into 9527's ear.

Both of them were wearing white protective suits, wrapped tightly from head to toe.

"Yeah, I figured it out." 9527 seemed more silent compared to the last time at Qiao Yu's house.

"He was watching us during the test, do you think he might have discovered us?"

"Impossible, otherwise we would've been caught by now."

"You're right! If they knew someone from Hakutaku had infiltrated the exam venue, they would be on high alert."

7438 nodded, a sinister smile appearing under his mask.

"The organization's mission is what's important. Once it's over and we catch that kid, I'll make sure he pays for deceiving me!"

"Achoo!"

In line, Qiao Yu sneezed, rubbing his nose in confusion.

"Strange, who's cursing me in broad daylight?"

Qiao Yu didn't think much of it and continued looking ahead.

Jin Tong had reappeared in front of them.

The old man looked at the forty people with anticipation, like an old farmer gazing at wheat during the Autumn Harvest.

"Time's up! The arena is open! Candidates, enter!"

Jin Tong shouted these twelve words with his rough voice, and the entire venue erupted with his voice.

Countless people joined in the hysterical shouting, some candidates even had their entire families, dozens of people, cheering them on.

They knew this was the moment to witness the birth of Su City's number one in the four classes.

Qiao Yu followed the team out, looking at the sea of people in the stands, banners and flags everywhere.

Qiao Yu's face remained expressionless.

Because he knew, his parents couldn't see his performance today.

At this moment, the densely packed arenas had been completely cleared.

In their place were four oversized arenas, magnified several times.

The mage class arena was located in the upper right corner, and the first to step onto it would become the first defender.

"You all know the rules of the arena match, so I won't waste words. Good luck!"

"I announce! The arena match begins!"

As Jin Tong's shout fell, none of the candidates from the four classes dared to step onto the arena.

They understood the principle of "the shot hits the bird that pokes its head out." All forty of them had stood out from thousands of candidates in Su City.

Who would be significantly weaker than the others?

The first to step onto the arena would undoubtedly bear the greatest pressure.

Jin Tong's brow furrowed slightly; this wasn't the result he wanted to see.

At this moment, a figure in white, carrying a long sword, finally stepped onto the arena.

He stood with his back to the crowd, his white clothes fluttering in the wind.

"Since you're all afraid, let me, Ma, be the first defender!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure drew the long sword from his back, the dazzling sword light moving like a golden snake, the patterns on the blade resembling golden dragon scales.

"My sword craves a worthy opponent! Who will grant me defeat?"

The man in white turned slightly, asking in a very pretentious manner.

"Young man, don't be too arrogant!"

"If you're not arrogant, can you still be called young?"