Musclebound Necromancer?! Are You Kidding Me?

Chapter 80

This year's College Entrance Examination is destined to be somewhat different from previous ones.

In the past, when people mentioned mages, they would think of such a scene.

A figure in a black robe, mysterious and dashing, with a wave of the hand, the stars shift, mountains crumble, and the earth collapses.

But today, Qiao Yu has redefined the mage class...

"Heavenly Maiden Scatters Flowers!"

"All or Nothing!"

"Throw it at your mother!"

Stones of various sizes continuously flew from Qiao Yu's hands, and the dense attacks left Du Zitong with no choice but to dodge, unable to make any effective counterattacks.

A mage fighting by throwing stones? This is like a child's fight!

"If you have guts, stop throwing stones!" Du Zitong shouted, his face flushed with anger.

"I won't!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another stone flew over.

Screech!

The sharp edge of the stone grazed Du Zitong's cheek, and a trickle of blood ran down his face.

"You're a disgrace to mages! A mage relying on throwing stones to fight? Aren't you ashamed?" Du Zitong cursed angrily.

"It doesn't matter if it's a black cat or a white cat, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat. If it wins the fight, it's a good method."

Qiao Yu showed no sign of embarrassment.

"Besides, if you can't even beat someone throwing stones, what kind of mage are you?"

The spectators who had initially looked down on Qiao Yu suddenly felt a flash of insight in their minds.

Damn, that actually makes sense!

They turned their strange gazes towards Du Zitong, thinking that not being able to beat someone throwing stones is the real embarrassment...

Doesn't that mean your spells are weaker than someone throwing a stone?

Feeling the change in the audience's gaze and seeing the dozen or so cameras capturing the arena from 360°, Du Zitong's face turned pale.

He knew that the match was being broadcast live.

Wouldn't that mean everyone in Su City would know he was defeated by a few stones?

But the power of those stones was truly terrifying!

Du Zitong was in a dilemma, unable to fight back, and if he kept forcing it, he'd eventually be taken down by Qiao Yu.

While Du Zitong hesitated, Qiao Yu was already making new moves below.

Qiao Yu squatted down and directly lifted a floor tile from the arena, squinting one eye to examine it.

The floor tile was made to the standard size of one meter by two meters, long and rectangular, perfectly straight.

"Not bad, very straight! If I use this for skipping stones, I could get at least a dozen skips!"

"Take this! Bat Wing Reincarnation!"

Qiao Yu swung the floor tile, using his foot as a pivot to spin around, then threw the arena floor tile like a discus.

Examiner: "......"

In all his years as an examiner, he had never been so speechless. The mage class arena was specially enchanted with magic immunity to prevent damage.

Who would have thought someone would use the arena's floor tiles as a weapon?

"Are you crazy?"

Du Zitong was so scared his hair stood on end; such a large floor tile could probably slice him in half.

"Wings of Light! Speed!"

With a powerful flap of his wings, Du Zitong shot upwards, and the floor tile thrown by Qiao Yu slid past the soles of his feet.

The intense friction even made Du Zitong's feet feel hot, showing just how fast that tile was flying.

"That was close!"

Du Zitong broke out in a cold sweat, but once he regained his composure, he sneered.

Because Qiao Yu no longer had any stones in his hands!

"Qiao Yu, I won't give you any more chances!"

However, the panicked scene Du Zitong imagined did not occur.

Qiao Yu simply sighed, shook his head, and lowered his voice.

"Oh my god—Starfall Road."

"Hmph! Pretending to be mysterious, you've lost for sure! Holy Light Purification!"

Just as Du Zitong was about to make his move, a fierce sound of wind came from behind him.

He quickly turned his head, his pupils shrinking instantly, as he saw the floor tile that had just flown away coming back!

"That's impossible!"

Thud!

The speeding floor tile slammed heavily into Du Zitong's stomach, making a dull thud.

Du Zitong's mouth opened wide, but the immense pain left him unable to make a sound.

He had only one thought in his mind: My name is Du Zitong, and my stomach is killing me.

Du Zitong couldn't understand how the floor tile, which had clearly flown away, could come back.

Could this be the spell of that man opposite him?

Du Zitong's eyes rolled back, and he fainted, while the floor tile continued its trajectory, flying back.

Thud!

The returning floor tile was caught steadily by Qiao Yu, the wind it brought ruffling his black bangs.

At this moment, Qiao Yu could only be described in one way: a beauty in yoga pants climbing a mountain—full of style.

The entire arena fell silent, the spectators stunned by this incredible display.

Could this really be something a Necromancer could pull off?

"I didn't expect it to actually come back!"

Qiao Yu's eyes flashed with interest. When he used to play with playing cards, he could make them fly out and come back.

Now that his strength in the Inner World had increased so much, wasn't a floor tile just a larger playing card to him?

"Fourth High School, Qiao Yu, successfully defended the arena! Number of successful defenses—three times!"

The examiner announced the result with a strange expression, then quickly left.

During Qiao Yu's rest period after successfully defending the arena, he had to meet with the chief examiner Jin Tong to discuss whether Qiao Yu's public destruction of exam property should be stopped...

After all, this kind of behavior had never happened before. What mage would be bored enough to smash the arena and pry up floor tiles?

"Old Jin..."

The examiner had just started speaking when Jin Tong raised his hand to interrupt.

"I know what you're going to say. I watched the match just now, let him be."

A rare smile appeared on Jin Tong's stern old face.

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"The rules of the College Entrance Examination don't say candidates can't pry up floor tiles."

"Young people with ideas and innovation, that's a good thing! Only when young people innovate will this country have new hope!"

"But Old Jin..." The examiner was stunned by what was happening on the arena.

"Let me finish!"

Jin Tong was displeased with the examiner interrupting him and directly scolded him.

"Only through innovation can we liberate thoughts, update concepts, eliminate disadvantages, and promote benefits; only through innovation can we overcome constraints, actively progress, and rise to new heights to achieve new leaps."

"Do you understand?"

The examiner's expression grew increasingly strange.

"Old Jin, I understand, but shouldn't you first look at what that candidate is doing on the arena?"

"Isn't it rest time now? Besides taking medicine to recover, what else could he be doing? He can't possibly be dismantling the arena..."

Jin Tong turned to look at the arena, and the words he hadn't finished were instantly stuck in his throat, his eyes almost popping out, and his blood pressure skyrocketed!

That kid named Qiao Yu was actually dismantling the arena!

What kind of lawless rogue is this?

How dare he do that?