Seeing that the Worry-Free Sword wouldn't recognize him as its master, Qiao Yu simply gave up and put it away.

He didn't dare to be careless. Although he had temporarily solved Du Kaiwen, he knew very well that the real trouble was yet to come!

Du Kaiwen wasn't dead, and he would definitely seek revenge. Plus, he had offended Diwen today.

What if Diwen and Du Kaiwen colluded...?

Qiao Yu shook his head, banishing these troubles from his mind. Anyway, he would cross that bridge when he came to it!

Instead of worrying, he should think of ways to improve his strength!

Qiao Yu tried to contact Yi Liushui. He had been sending her messages every night before going to sleep for the past few days, but he had never received a reply. Today was no exception, which made Qiao Yu worried about her safety.

Then, Qiao Yu took out a rhombus-shaped token.

The champion of the combat competition had three rewards. The first two rewards had greatly improved Qiao Yu's strength.

He believed that this third reward, the special dungeon, must also be a good thing.

But after thinking about it, Qiao Yu put the token away.

He didn't know how many days the so-called special dungeon would take. If he had to stay inside for a long time and his identity was exposed, it would be a case of penny-wise, pound-foolish.

"Damn it... it seems the only way to get stronger is to listen to Dean Gan Fofu's lectures..."

Qiao Yu smiled wryly. But to be fair, the old man Gan Fofu's courses were still very useful.

In addition to sharing theoretical knowledge, he would also generously share some practical tips.

Putting everything else aside, Gan Fofu's theory that mages should also practice physical cultivation had deeply moved Qiao Yu. Perhaps great minds think alike.

Late at night, the security door of Qiao Yu's dormitory was being pounded on.

"Who is it?"

Qiao Yu woke up immediately. When he opened the door, he saw no one, only a note left on the doorstep. The note carried a faint fragrance.

"Old Jim and his wife, in danger!"

Old Jim and Nancy? Who left this note for him?

Qiao Yu was stunned for a moment, then clenched the note and rushed out of the school.

"Hey, hey, student! It's sleeping time, you can't go out!"

The security guard at the school gate tried to stop Qiao Yu.

"Please open the gate! I have an emergency and must go out!" Qiao Yu took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"No way! It's sleeping time, I can't open the gate for you!"

The security guard looked serious. He was kidding, if this student got into trouble outside, who would be responsible?

"Then I'm sorry!" Qiao Yu slammed into the school gate, leaving a large hole in the shape of the Chinese character for "wood," and strode away.

"Good heavens..."

The security guard's mouth was wide open, his face blank. It was unclear whether he was shocked by Qiao Yu's physical strength or something else.

Then, the security guard quickly began to notify the teachers in the school.

The moon was bright and cloudless, and moonlight flowed like quicksilver on the streets of Dusk Town.

A black shadow sped along the street like a large black rat, rushing towards Old Jim's Pizza.

Inside Old Jim's Pizza, instead of the aroma of baking pizza, there was a strong smell of blood.

Old Jim and Nancy were tied up with their hands hanging, their bodies covered in wounds. Thick blood stained their clothes red.

Nancy had already passed out, her life or death unknown. Although Old Jim was still conscious, his vision was beginning to blur.

"If you have the guts, come at me! You sons of bitches, what kind of skill is it to hit a woman? Come at me!"

Old Jim roared, his heart filled with confusion.

He and his wife had worked diligently and honestly in their business, never deceiving anyone. When had they offended such a group of people?

"Smack!"

As soon as Old Jim finished speaking, another heavy whip landed on him. Old Jim groaned, his hatred growing stronger.

The whip was studded with iron nails. Each lash tore off bloody pieces of flesh from Old Jim's body.

"Tch, two half-dead old things. Just blame yourselves for offending someone you shouldn't have!"

Across from Old Jim were four strong young men. The one speaking was a young man holding a long whip.

"Heh heh, I don't know how these two old things managed it, but they actually offended a big shot in the Pantheon Academy."

"Yeah, boss, I heard that the one who asked us to do this was a student from the genius class?"

The young man holding the long whip turned his head and glared at them fiercely.

"Are you even allowed to discuss people from the Pantheon Academy? Are you courting death?"

They immediately shut their mouths.

"Anyway, just follow the instructions, torture these two old guys to death, and film it. What's the point of asking so many questions?"

"Yes, boss!"

The men instantly became quiet, and the looks in their eyes as they looked at Old Jim and Nancy were filled with murderous intent.

They raised their whips again, preparing to whip these two elderly people to death.

Just then, with a bang, the door of the pizza shop was kicked open, and the whip that was being swung was grabbed by a large hand.

The temperature in the entire pizza shop instantly dropped. This was the murderous aura that could only be produced when killing intent was condensed to the extreme!

The four young men instantly shivered.

"Who are you?" The leader shouted. "I warn you, I'm working for a big shot in the Pantheon Academy. I advise you not to mess around!"

"A big shot in the Pantheon Academy... heh."

Qiao Yu raised his head and smiled, his white teeth looking extremely sinister.

"Can you tell me which big shot it is? I'll send him down to accompany you later!"

"Impudence! How can someone like you talk about the big shots in the Pantheon Academy?" The lackey holding the whip scolded Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu reached out and pulled him over, then punched him. A large hole instantly exploded in the lackey's chest, killing him instantly!

Blood splattered all over the remaining three people, and they were all stunned.

Just what kind of monster was this man in front of them?

"Alright, can you tell me now which big shot it is?"

Qiao Yu pulled his bloody right hand back from the corpse, like a god of death emerging from hell.

"I... I don't know, I don't know!!!"

One of the lackeys couldn't withstand the immense pressure. His mental defenses collapsed, and he turned to run.

Qiao Yu casually picked up a fork from the table and threw it with force. The fork pierced through his temple, pinning a hot, fresh brain to the wall.

"I'll fight you!" The last remaining lackey had some backbone and charged forward, punching Qiao Yu in the face.

Qiao Yu didn't dodge or evade, taking the punch squarely on his face.

However, Qiao Yu didn't react at all. Instead, the lackey who threw the punch clutched his fractured right arm and screamed.

Qiao Yu kicked out, and the lackey was slammed against the wall, unable to be pulled down.

He grinned at the leader.

"Surprise, motherfucker!"