Chapter 420 The sword is three feet and eight inches long, and the name of the sword is worry-free
"Okay, no problem!" Karl agreed readily. "Isn't it just kowtow...wait, kowtow to call me daddy?"
Only then did Karl react, and his face instantly turned green.
Looking at Qiao Yu's smiling face, Karl became even more angry.
This damn Tiane was clearly playing tricks on him, but he couldn't beat him.
Karl's fists were loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again, and finally reason prevailed.
Karl pulled an extremely ugly smile from the corner of his mouth and asked Qiao Yu.
"Tian'e, is this request too much? After all, we are also classmates..."
"Ah? That's right, we are still classmates."
Qiao Yu pondered for a while, then clapped her hands.
"Then since we are classmates, I don't have to kowtow. You can give me a piece of S-class equipment to make up for my injured soul. Let's forget about it!"
Karl's face turned greener. S-class equipment? How could he have such a thing?
This ghost request is better than kowtow. Do you always like to be familiar with your feelings? Your classmates ask for higher prices?
This is the legendary trap of strangers and a grand slam of acquaintances, right?
"Tian'e, stop joking..." Calder's smile was uglier than crying. He almost chewed his back molars. If he hadn't been able to defeat this damn Tian'e, he would have dragged him to death together.
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"Are you kidding me? You mean you can't give it to me? Hahaha." Qiao Yu's smile became even brighter.
"S-level equipment, how is this possible? Except for the Goddess's bow, which is S-level at the Academy of Gods, where can other students find S-level equipment?" Karl smiled bitterly.
"Oh, then you can lie down next to Barlow."
Before Karl even realized what Qiao Yu meant by this sentence, he felt as if his lower abdomen had been hit by a hammer, and his internal organs were instantly turned upside down.
"vomit!"
With this punch, Karl immediately vomited out all the stewed oysters with pork kidneys he had eaten last night, and the yellow and white stuff spread all over poor Barlow.
Barlow: "..."
Barlow felt bitter in his heart, but Barlow didn't say anything!
Karl fell next to Barlow, and then Qiao Yu ignored the two of them, turned around and left.
The crowd of onlookers cooperated to make way for Qiao Yu, with fear in their eyes. They could not afford to offend someone who could defeat Karl!
The reason why the strong are respected is never the charity of others, but the victory one after another.
As night fell slowly, Qiao Yu's first day at the Theological Seminary ended uneventfully. He lay on the bed and fell asleep.
However, he could sleep, but some people could not.
"Kedijie, you have to avenge me! That kid is so arrogant, my stomach still hurts!"
In a bar in a small town at dusk, Karl raised his head and drank a glass of strong wine in one gulp. His face was full of resentment, and what happened during the day made him brood.
The physical pain was secondary, the main thing was that Qiao Yu actually made him embarrassed in front of so many people, which he couldn't bear.
"You mean he broke your Blue Dragon combo with one punch? Is this kid that strong?" Kedijie frowned slightly.
Hearing is deceptive and seeing is believing. It is really hard for him to believe that a person with a conversion ratio of 0.4 can have such strong strength.
"Really! I won't lie to you! I feel that the four of us have to take action together, otherwise we won't be able to do anything to him!" Karl said firmly.
"Four people against one person? Even if we win, we will lose face. Others in the genius class already look down on us. Do you want to be looked down upon even more? Idiot!" Kedijie cursed in a low voice.
In fact, the combat power of Kedijie and his four shield masters in the genius class is not at the top, not even in the middle, almost at the bottom. After all, the individual combat power of the tank system is not strong.
The reason why they were sent to participate in the battle competition was entirely because of Anlia's strength.
The four Aegis Masters can form the most perfect shield wall to protect Anlia, and Anlia's output alone is enough to crush the enemy.
If Anlia hadn't needed someone to protect her, the four of them wouldn't have had the chance to participate in the battle competition.
In other words, in the eyes of other people in the genius class, they were just lucky enough to fall into Anlia's lap.
"Then what should I do? Is it possible that this matter should just be let go? I can't swallow this breath anyway!" Karl raised the glass again and drank it all in one gulp, then slammed the glass on the table.
"Yes, Kedijie, if we just let it go, wouldn't we be looked down upon by others?" Godfrey and Thomas were also a little displeased.
"Don't worry yet." Kedijie smiled, but that smile looked a bit sinister. "We don't necessarily have to take revenge ourselves."
He had long been unhappy with Tian'e. The goddess took the initiative to talk to him, but Tian'e actually seemed to be indifferent. This made Kedijie very unhappy.
Clang!
There was a sound of a long sword being unsheathed, and a long sword appeared in Kedijie's hand.
The sword is three feet and eight inches long, and is covered with curved patterns. The blade is shimmering with cold light, and the back of the sword is clearly a line.
The whole sword has a vast green light, giving it a sharpness that is as cold as ice and snow and can break hair with a blow.
"This is... an A-level long sword? How do you have it?" Carl and the other three were a little shocked.
Although A-level equipment is not rare for geniuses like them, it is still very precious!
"I got this by luck in a dungeon. The sword is three feet eight inches long and is forged from cold iron. It does not get frosty in winter or dew in summer. The name of the sword is worry-free!"
A fierce look flashed across Kedijie's face
"That guy Du Kaiwen has always wanted this sword from me. I would like to see who is stronger, that Tian'e or Du Kaiwen, that despicable sword-wielding guy!"
"But...will Du Kaiwen be fooled? He's not stupid. What if he doesn't deal with Tian'e if I give him the sword?" Thomas hesitated, seeming to doubt the feasibility of Kedijie's plan.
"Don't worry! He will definitely be fooled! Besides, who said I would give the sword directly to Du Kaiwen?"
Kedijie smiled proudly, and then a look of pain flashed across his face. It was obvious that he was very reluctant to hand over such an A-level piece of equipment.
He handed the Worry-Free Sword to Karl and then gave instructions.
"Tomorrow, in front of Du Kaiwen, you will apologize to that Tiane on the pretext of turning a fight into friendship, and then give the Wuyou Sword directly to Tiane as an apology."
"Du Kaiwen doesn't dare to rob me, but for a waste with a conversion ratio of only 0.4, that despicable and arrogant Du Kaiwen will definitely not be able to help but rob it!"
Di Kejie showed a sinister smile, and the other three's eyes lit up after hearing Ke Dijie's plan.
"Kedijie, you are worthy of being called upon. You are so despicable and shameless!"
Thomas gave a thumbs up. When he saw Kodij's face turn dark, he realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly changed his words.
"No, what I mean is that you are simply running out of ideas! In ancient times, you would have been an emperor's counselor at least!"
"Huh, that's pretty much it!"
Kedijie's face looked better now, and then his eyes became a little blurry.
"But I don't want to be the emperor's counselor. I just want to be a knight beside my Princess Anlia who protects her silently."
"But... princesses usually marry princes..." Thomas whispered.
"Thomas, shut up! It's impossible for Anlia to get married. No man in the world is worthy of her!" Kedijie shouted with red eyes, scaring everyone else in the bar.
Jump.
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, and Karl quickly spoke to ease the atmosphere.
"Oh, don't say these hurtful words. In order to celebrate the success of Kedijie's plan in advance, let's drink a toast!" Karl raised his glass excitedly.