Chapter 421 The Number One Sword Cultivator in the Seminary, Du Kaiwen
The stars fade and the sun rises.
Qiao Yu washed up and then came to the classroom. Many people were curious that he was not expelled by Dean Ganfofu.
Some people speculated that he had been fired but was just shamelessly refusing to leave.
But these whispers suddenly became quiet after the hot man arrived.
"Tian'e-san~"
Karl walked over rubbing his hands like an oversized blowfly.
"What's wrong? Still want to be beaten?"
Looking at the smile on Carl's face, Qiao Yu always felt that this was a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken, and he was uneasy and kind-hearted.
"No, no." Carl waved his hands repeatedly. "The thing is like this, mainly after being educated by you yesterday! I went back to the dormitory and learned from it. I feel that everyone is in the same class and should still get along well with each other!"
"What happened yesterday was my fault first. I apologize to you. I'm sorry!"
"As an apology, I will give you this sword as an apology!"
Then Karl took out the Worry-Free Sword from his arms. The moment the Worry-Free Sword was unsheathed, the whole class's attention was attracted.
Especially a young man with short blond hair and a high nose, his breathing became rapid.
His name was Du Kaiwen, and he fell in love with the Wuyou Sword the first time he saw it. He fell deeply in love with the sword.
He firmly believed that this sword was his Du Kaiwen's Sword of Destiny!
But now, someone actually wants to give his Sword of Destiny as a gift to others? How can Du Kaiwen endure this!
What's the difference between this and giving his wife to someone else to play with? There was green on Kevin's head, and there was anger in his eyes.
"What is this kid holding back?" Qiao Yu thought to herself.
Then he raised his eyebrows, glanced at Karl, and reached out to take the Worry-Free Sword.
No matter what conspiracy Carl has, this is indeed an A-level long sword, don’t give it up for free!
there is always a solution to a problem.
And the moment Qiao Yu held the Wuyou Sword, the Zhulong Yanyue Sword suddenly jumped violently.
"You mean, this sword...has a weapon spirit? It's just that it was injured too much and fell asleep?"
The news from Zhu Jiuyin shocked Qiao Yu, and then he took a deep look at Karl, who smiled even brighter.
Thinking about it, Karl probably didn't know that this sword had a weapon spirit, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible for him to give this sword to him.
Seeing this, Qiao Yu immediately put away the Worry-Free Sword, and the smile on her face became very bright.
"Thank you, Carl, you are such a good man!"
"No, no, you are the good guy!"
Qiao Yu and Karl, two people with different agendas, held each other's hands tightly with smiles on their faces.
One is happy that his plan succeeded, and the other is happy that he got a long sword with the weapon spirit awakened.
But Du Kaiwen was not happy. After Karl left, he walked out with a dark face.
"Where's that long sword just now? Take it out and give it to me!" Du Kaiwen ordered in an almost commanding tone.
"Who are you?" Qiao Yu looked at Du Kaiwen as if he was crazy.
"I am the number one swordsman in the Academy of Gods! Du Kaiwen!" Du Kaiwen put his hands behind his back and snorted, with a look of arrogance on his face.
"Du Kaiwen?" Qiao Yu was shocked. Du Kaiwen's smile became more and more wild. Then Qiao Yu shook her head: "I've never heard of it."
Du Kaiwen's smile froze on his face for a moment, and he didn't know what expression he should make.
You don’t know why you are so surprised? Brother, do you have two arms? You are really a fucking genius!
"Stop talking nonsense, give me that sword, and I can say a few nice words to Dean Ganforf so that you can stay in the gifted class!"
"And I, Du Kaiwen, will protect you from now on in the School of Gods! How about I guarantee that no one will dare to bully you? Isn't this a good deal?"
Du Kaiwen narrowed his eyes and looked at Qiao Yu.
Qiao Yu sneered in her heart. Is this a good deal? Isn't this just a free prostitution? This guy is really thick-skinned.
He could obviously grab the Wuyou Sword directly, but he still made a big deal for Qiao Yu.
Qiao Yu raised his head and glanced at Karl, who had a gloating smile on his face.
This is a complete conspiracy, and he is not afraid that Qiao Yu will not take the bait.
As long as Qiao Yu wants this worry-free sword, he will definitely offend Du Kaiwen, a villain.
Even though Du Kaiwen is a sword cultivator, he does not have the aura of a sword cultivator at all. He is famous in the School of Gods for holding grudges and seeking revenge.
Just as Karl was gloating about his misfortune, he suddenly saw Qiao Yu smiling at him.
"Du Kaiwen, right? Let's do this, you kill someone for me, and I'll give you the Wuyou Sword immediately!" Qiao Yu said with a smile.
"Are you serious? You won't lie to me, right?" Du Kaiwen beamed.
Qiao Yu patted her chest in assurance.
"I'm just kidding. If you go out and ask around, who doesn't know that I, Wardela Tian'e, keep my word and promise a thousand pieces of gold?"
Seeing that Du Kaiwen's face was still full of doubts, Qiao Yu directly used his trump card.
"Let's do this. I swear to God, if you help me kill someone, if I don't give you the Wuyou Sword, it will make it impossible for me to become a king-level practitioner for the rest of my life, right?"
Du Kaiwen's eyes lit up instantly.
"Okay! I agreed, tell me who you want to kill?"
Seeing Du Kaiwen take the bait, Qiao Yu's face finally showed a smile.
Scholar Gui, who had always been a man of few words, couldn't help but speak at this moment.
"Qiao Yu, although I am not a human, you are a real dog!"
"What's wrong? I didn't lie to him." Qiao Yu spread his hands and looked innocent: "Wardao Tian'e promised a thousand gold, what does it have to do with me, Qiao Yu? And I really can't become a king-level physical practitioner, I just
Can become a king-level necromancer."
The scholar ghost shook his head. Whoever dealt with this kid was really unlucky for eight lifetimes. It was the first time for him to see such a bad person in such a long time as a ghost.
"Tell me, who do you want me to kill?" Du Kaiwen couldn't help but urge, the excitement in his eyes was indescribable.
The Worry-Free Sword he has been longing for is finally in his hands!
"Kill him!" Qiao Yu pointed at Karl, who was gloating about his misfortune and was eating melon seeds while watching the show.
Karl's smile froze instantly, and the melon seeds he had just smashed were choked into his trachea by Qiao Yu's cunning operation.
"Ahem! Ahem! Ahem!"
Karl's face turned red. He wanted to explain, but he coughed crazily as soon as he opened his mouth.
He was really panicking at this time. Who knew if Du Kaiwen, a lunatic, would suddenly attack him?
Damn it! You're eating it yourself!
Fortunately, Du Kaiwen was still sensible. He frowned. The guy in front of him with a conversion ratio of only 0.4 was obviously easier to deal with than Karl.
After all, the four of them, Karl and Kedijie, were like conjoined twins, affecting the whole body at the same time. Du Kaiwen was not sure that he could deal with the four of them at the same time, otherwise he would have snatched the Worry-Free Sword from Kedijie's hand.
"Karl can't do it, and everyone in this genius class can't do it. If you choose anyone else, I can kill him!" Du Kaiwen rejected Qiao Yu.
"Others can choose at will?" Qiao Yu's eyes lit up. "That's great, help me kill Gan Fufu!"
"Kill Ganfofu? Is it Ganfofu, the dean of our Theological College? Or does it have the same name?" Du Kaiwen looked confused, as if he couldn't believe his ears.
"Yes! It's Dean Ganfufu! Kill him!" Qiao Yu nodded seriously.
It happened that at this time, Ganfofu, who had rushed to class, opened the classroom door.
Upon hearing that someone was going to kill him, Ganfofu was stunned for a moment, and then he tore his robe to pieces with his hands, revealing his strong eight-pack abs, with a look of excitement on his face.
Since becoming the top fire magician, Ganfofu has not had the opportunity to fight with others for a long time. He feels that his old bones are almost rusty.
When I heard that someone was going to kill him, I felt as happy as if I had married a little wife!
"Who wants to kill me? Come on, come on! Use all your strength, don't hold back, my staff is already thirsty!"