Everyone present was shocked by Shi Shaorong's words and took a breath of air-conditioning.
Do you want to play so big?
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
As the person involved, Gu Su's face glowed with excitement and he said four good words in a row. This was simply an unexpected surprise!
He had been chasing Shi Shaorong for a long time to no avail, but he didn't expect to see hope today. A feeling of gratitude to Qiao Yu suddenly appeared in his heart.
If Qiao Yu hadn't beaten Shi Shaorong violently twice, Shi Shaorong might not have agreed so happily.
"Um, interrupt me, does it only count if he defeats me? Can anyone else do it?"
After Qiao Yu finished speaking, he pointed at Yang Xiangdi.
"If others can, I will do some good for my brother."
"Brother Yu!" Yang Xiangdi's eyes were filled with tears. "You can still be relied upon at critical moments! Good brother!"
Qiao Yu patted her chest.
"Be brothers, in our hearts!"
Shi Shaorong on the side could no longer maintain her cold look. Her face turned green. Who did they think she was?
"Gu Su, add another condition: tear his mouth apart!" Shi Shaorong said.
"Good Rong Rong! I won't let you down!"
Gu Su looked at Qiao Yu with excitement. In his eyes, Qiao Yu was no longer an opponent, but the guarantee of his lifelong happiness.
The fiery eyes made Qiao Yu feel chills.
Originally, Qiao Yu thought that Gu Su would rush to the ring immediately, but Gu Su sat directly in the rest area, looking like an old god.
Qiao Yu thought for a moment and immediately understood Gu Su's little plan.
This kid is planning to let others consume some of his energy before he comes on stage!
Yang Xiangdi also saw Gu Su's plan and cursed directly.
"Why are you so shameless? You are the strongest and you are ready to hide until the end?"
Gu Su showed a sneer, what would happen even if he saw his plan?
He was just taking advantage of the rules of the ring competition. This was an upright conspiracy!
The defender was supposed to defeat the remaining nine challengers one by one.
Gu Su simply closed his eyes, looking like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water. It is related to his lifelong happiness, and he will not think it is too much to use any strategy!
"Bah! Despicable!" Yang Xiangdi cursed angrily.
The remaining six candidates looked at each other and finally fought their way through countless candidates to the arena. It was impossible for them to admit defeat.
The grudge between Qiao Yu and Gu Su has nothing to do with them.
Now that things have come to a point, they must compete for the top spot in Sioux City.
When Qiao Yu finished recovering, a new candidate had appeared on the opposite side of the arena.
He has a long horse face, which looks like a shoehorn.
"First High School, junior light mage, Du Ziteng, please give me your advice!"
Du Ziteng made a hand gesture and held the staff in his hand.
After the previous observations, he had already determined that the necromancer in front of him was a freak.
You absolutely cannot get close to this freak.
"Fourth High School, Junior Necromancer, Qiao Yu."
Qiao Yu returned the favor without hesitation. Now, he will not underestimate anyone.
No one who can make it to the ring competition is mediocre.
"Qiao Yu, to be honest, I really want to see your necromancy skills."
Du Ziteng's eyes flashed. He had noticed Qiao Yu since the knockout round.
He was obviously a mage, but his body was so powerful. He had a hunch that Qiao Yu's undead magic must be even more terrifying!
Once deployed, it is estimated to be earth-shattering.
"Want to see my necromancy skills? No way!" Qiao Yu directly picked up the sword and slashed at him.
"Wings of Light!"
Du Ziteng waved his staff, and two white and transparent wings stretched out from behind him, emitting a holy light.
With his wings gently fluttering, Du Ziteng soared into the air, looking down at Qiao Yu from high above.
"Use necromancy. You can't defeat me with your body alone."
Du Ziteng's eyes flashed with a look of satisfaction. With the flying skill of Wings of Light, he did not know how many times he had escaped assassins' assassinations.
Soldiers and assassins without air superiority are living targets in front of him.
Qiao Yu frowned. This was indeed the first time he had encountered a flying opponent. Now it was a bit tricky...
"You haven't taken out your staff yet? Then don't blame me for being rude!"
Du Ziteng waved his staff, and the light on his body suddenly became stronger.
"Holy Light! Have you seen that enemy? Purify him!"
A bright beam of light shot towards Qiao Yu, and the intense light even blinded Qiao Yu.
He raised his hands in front of him, feeling a strong burning sensation coming from his arms.
When the light beam disappeared, the surrounding audience gasped. Qiao Yu's arms were thin and black, looking like a mummy that had been evaporated dry.
"Even so, you won't use necromancy? I will destroy your hands with the next blow!"
Du Ziteng felt puzzled.
"Why do I need to explain to you what I have done all my life?"
Qiao Yu rolled her eyes in her heart, didn't I use necromancy? I can't even ride a horse!
He threw the Qinglong Yanyue Sword directly, and Du Ziteng fluttered his wings and dodged.
"In this case, the defender will be me!"
Du Ziteng took action without hesitation, and another beam of light began to condense.
Qiao Yu's face darkened, he indeed lacked effective anti-aircraft means.
"It would be nice if there were more Qinglong Yanyue knives for throwing..."
Just when he was in trouble, Qiao Yu suddenly saw the ground of the arena, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"As expected! God has no choice for my path!"
boom!
Qiao Yu punched the ground in the ring, causing sand and rocks to fly and the ground to shake.
A big hole was made in the arena, and the stone bricks were broken into a pile of small stones.
"Du Ziteng, right? You're going to have a stomachache soon!"
Du Ziteng had a look of confusion on his face, before he understood what Qiao Yu was going to do.
Qiao Yu picked up a few stones and threw them towards Du Ziteng.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Du Ziteng, who had dodged a few stones, had a horrified look on his face. What's going on with this stone?
Do children play house?
Why do you, a necromancer, use such childish attack methods?
Du Ziteng looked down upon this kind of behavior, but he still had to try his best to dodge.
With the addition of more than 500 points of attack power, the stones thrown by Qiao Yu were as powerful as a sniper rifle.
Du Ziteng had a hunch that as long as he was hit, he would belch on the spot!
"Examiner! Isn't this a foul?" Du Ziteng was shocked and angry.
Examiner: "... Destroying the arena is not considered a foul, but at most it is considered damaging the property in the examination room."
"Du Ziteng, have you ever seen Gatling in human form?"
Qiao Yu's excited voice made Du Ziteng's face freeze. He turned his head and found that Qiao Yu was holding a pile of stones in his left hand and two stones in his right hand.
Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Qiao Yu was so excited that he couldn't stop. He felt like he was shooting birds with a slingshot when he was a child.
Only this time it was Birdman.
The overwhelming amount of stones flew towards Du Ziteng, and a good college entrance examination suddenly turned into a stone-throwing battle.
But he still can't escape!
"Fuck you! Can't you afford it? How can a mage throw stones in a fight?"