"Okay, no problem!" Carl agreed readily. "It's just kowtowing...wait, kowtowing and calling him Dad?"

Only then did Carl react, and his face instantly turned bright green.

Looking at Qiao Yu's smiling face, Carl became even more furious.

This damned Heavenly Calamity was clearly toying with him, but he couldn't beat him.

Carl's fist clenched and unclenched, but in the end, reason prevailed.

Carl forced an extremely ugly smile and asked Qiao Yu,

"Heavenly Calamity, isn't this request a bit too much? We're classmates, after all..."

"Oh? That's right, we are classmates."

Qiao Yu pondered for a while, then clapped his hands.

"Then, for the sake of our being classmates, I'll waive the kowtowing. Just compensate me with an S-grade equipment to soothe my wounded heart, and we'll call it even!"

Carl's face turned even greener. S-grade equipment? How could he possibly have such a thing?

This ridiculous request was worse than kowtowing! Was this guy taking advantage of acquaintances? Charging even more to classmates?

Was this the legendary gouging of strangers for half, and a full sweep of acquaintances?

"Heavenly Calamity, don't joke around..." Carl's smile was more like a cry. He was about to grind his back teeth to dust. If he could beat this damn Heavenly Calamity, he would drag him down to hell with him.

"Saying I'm joking? You mean you can't give it? Hahaha." Qiao Yu's smile became even more brilliant.

"S-grade equipment? How is that possible? Aside from the Goddess's bow being S-grade, where would other students find S-grade equipment?" Carl smiled bitterly.

"Oh, then lie next to Balo."

Before Carl could react to what Qiao Yu meant, he felt as if his abdomen had been hit by a hammer, and his internal organs instantly churned.

"Ugh!"

With this punch, Carl directly vomited out the pig kidneys stewed with oysters he had eaten last night, splashing the poor Balo with the yellow and white mess.

Balo: "..."

Balo was suffering, but Balo didn't say anything!

Carl fell down next to Balo, and then Qiao Yu ignored the two of them and turned to leave.

The surrounding crowd very cooperatively made way for Qiao Yu, their eyes filled with dread. They couldn't afford to offend someone who could defeat Carl!

The reason why the strong are respected is never because of someone else's charity, but because of one victory after another.

Night slowly fell, and Qiao Yu's first day at the Pantheon Academy ended so uneventfully. He lay on his bed and fell into a dream.

However, while he could sleep, some people couldn't.

"Cody, you must avenge me! That kid is too arrogant! My stomach still hurts!"

In a bar in Dusk Town, Carl threw back his head and drank a glass of strong liquor, his face full of resentment. What happened during the day made him unable to let it go.

The physical pain was secondary. The main thing was that Qiao Yu actually made him lose face in front of so many people, which he couldn't tolerate.

"You're saying he broke your Azure Dragon Chain Strike with one punch? Is this kid really that strong?" Cody frowned slightly.

Hearing is false, seeing is believing. It was hard for him to believe that someone with a conversion rate of 0.4 could have such strength.

"Really! I'm not lying to you! I feel like the four of us have to go together, otherwise we won't be able to do anything to him!" Carl said firmly.

"Four people to deal with one person? Even if we win, we'll lose all face. The others in the Genius Class already look down on us. Do you want to be looked down on even more? Idiot!" Cody scolded in a low voice.

In fact, Cody and his three fellow shield warriors were not considered the top combat power in the Genius Class, not even in the middle. They were almost at the bottom, because the individual combat power of tank-type classes was inherently weak.

The reason why they were sent to participate in the combat competition was entirely because of An Liya's strength.

Their four shield warriors could form the most perfect shield wall to protect An Liya, and An Liya's output alone was enough to crush the enemy.

If An Liya didn't need protection, they wouldn't even be eligible to participate in the combat competition.

In other words, in the eyes of the others in the Genius Class, they were purely lucky to have latched onto An Liya's thigh.

"Then what do we do? Are we just going to let this go? I can't swallow this anger!" Carl raised his glass again and drank it down, then slammed the glass heavily on the table.

"Yeah, Cody, if we just let this go, won't we still be looked down on?" Gaode Fuli and Thomas were also somewhat displeased.

"Don't be impatient." Cody smiled, but the smile looked somewhat sinister. "We don't necessarily have to take revenge ourselves."

He had long been annoyed by that Heavenly Calamity. The Goddess took the initiative to talk to him, but that Heavenly Calamity actually acted like he didn't care? This made Cody very unhappy.

Clang!

The sound of a long sword being drawn rang out, and a long sword appeared in Cody's hand.

The sword was three feet eight inches long, and the blade was covered with curved patterns. The edge of the blade shimmered with a cold light, and the back of the sword had a clear line.

The entire sword was a hazy blue, giving a sharp feeling as cold as ice and snow, capable of cutting hair.

"This is...an A-grade long sword? How do you have one?" Carl and the others were a little shocked.

Although A-grade equipment was not considered rare to them as geniuses, it was still very precious!

"I was lucky enough to find it in a dungeon. The sword is three feet eight inches long, forged from cold iron, does not frost in winter, and does not dew in summer. The sword is named Wuyou (Carefree)!"

A look of ruthlessness flashed across Cody's face.

"That guy Duke Kevin has always wanted this sword of mine. I want to see which is stronger, that Heavenly Calamity or that despicable Kevin, who also uses a sword!"

"But...will Duke Kevin fall for it? He's not stupid. What if we give him the sword and he doesn't deal with that Heavenly Calamity?" Thomas hesitated, seemingly doubting the feasibility of Cody's plan.

"Don't worry! He will definitely fall for it! Besides, who said I was going to give the sword directly to Duke Kevin?"

Cody smiled triumphantly, then a look of pain flashed across his face. Obviously, he was also reluctant to hand over such an A-grade equipment.

He handed the Wuyou sword to Carl and instructed.

"Tomorrow, in front of Duke Kevin, apologize to that Heavenly Calamity under the guise of making peace, and then give the Wuyou sword directly to Heavenly Calamity as an apology."

"He dares not snatch from me, but towards a waste with a conversion ratio of only 0.4, that despicable and arrogant Duke Kevin will definitely not be able to resist the urge to snatch it!"

Dick Cody showed a sinister smile, and the other three also had their eyes lit up after hearing Cody's plan.

"Cody, you really are something, you are too despicable and shameless!"

Thomas gave a thumbs up. When he saw Cody's face turn black, he realized he had said the wrong thing and quickly changed his tune.

"No, I mean, you are simply resourceful! If this were ancient times, you would at least be a strategist by the emperor's side!"

"Hmph, that's more like it!"

Cody's face then looked better, and then his eyes became a little blurred.

"But I don't want to be a strategist for any emperor. I just want to be a knight silently guarding my Princess An Liya."

"But...princesses usually marry princes..." Thomas said softly.

"Thomas, shut up! An Liya can't marry anyone, no man in the world is worthy of her!" Cody shouted in a red-eyed voice, scaring everyone else in the bar.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward, and Carl quickly stepped forward to ease the atmosphere.

"Hey, let's not say these hurtful things. To celebrate Cody's successful plan in advance, let's toast!" Carl excitedly raised his glass.

"Cheers!" x4