Chapter 9 You Deserve to Die

Ma Fei turned his head, somewhat dumbfounded.

He saw Qiao Yu leaning on the railing of the mage area, craning his neck to look at him.

What was going on?

Shouldn't Qiao Yu also be participating in the eighth round of the competition at this time? Could it be that he had solved his opponent so quickly?

"Qiao Yu, did your eighth-round match end so quickly?" Ma Fei asked.

"Yeah, it's like this every round. As soon as my opponents see it's me, they surrender immediately. It's so annoying, I'm almost bored to death, I don't even get a chance to make a move," Qiao Yu said helplessly.

Ma Fei: "..."

He felt like his heart had been critically struck. He had worked so hard to defeat several opponents to achieve a seven-win streak and reach the eighth round.

Now you're telling me that your opponents surrender as soon as they see it's you? You don't even get a chance to make a move?

Are you even human? You deserve to die!

Whoosh!

Just as Ma Fei was distracted, a glimmer of cold light arrived first, followed by a spear like a dragon.

The spear cultivator on the opposite side seized the opportunity and attacked with his spear.

Fortunately, Ma Fei dodged in time, preventing himself from being killed with a single strike.

"Hmph! You dare to be distracted while fighting me, Zhao Ting? You've already chosen your path to death."

Zhao Ting missed his strike and swung his spear in a full-moon sweep.

Clang!

Ma Fei slashed his sword against the spear, causing Zhao Ting's hands to split open.

Zhao Ting widened his eyes in disbelief. Why had Ma Fei suddenly become so much stronger?

Ma Fei was like a different person at this moment. Facing the incoming attacks, he didn't dodge or evade, but charged forward with his Soul Piercer sword.

"You deserve to die!"

"You really deserve to die!"

Ma Fei cursed as he swung his sword, his eyes bloodshot, without blinking once.

Chopping, slashing, flicking, intercepting, stabbing, stirring, pressing, hanging, cloud, one move after another, giving Zhao Ting no chance to breathe.

Zhao Ting was also suffocating with frustration, not having any chance to fight back. I just ambushed you once and showed off a little, right?

Did you have to get so angry? I'll apologize to you if you want, okay?

"Sweeping a Thousand Armies!"

Ma Fei's sword sent Zhao Ting staggering backward, his hands holding the spear trembling uncontrollably.

Just as Zhao Ting was about to counterattack, he realized that Ma Fei had disappeared from his sight.

"A Sword Separates Worlds!"

A chilling voice rang out from behind him, making his hair stand on end.

The next moment, a small tip of a sword pierced through his heart, and the icy pain signaled his defeat.

"Fourth High School, Ma Fei, wins! Points +3!"

As the examiner's announcement fell, Ma Fei also achieved an eight-win streak, reaching 23 points, tied for first place with Qiao Yu.

Ma Fei turned his head triumphantly, preparing to receive Qiao Yu's admiring gaze. He was impressed with his own series of moves just now.

However, Ma Fei was destined to be disappointed. His face instantly turned green.

Because Qiao Yu wasn't even looking at him. Instead, he was leaning on the other side of the railing, watching the battles in the tank area.

The feeling of putting on a good show but having no one see it made Ma Fei feel as uncomfortable as punching cotton.

He wanted to see what exactly had attracted Qiao Yu's attention. Ma Fei followed Qiao Yu's gaze.

In the tank area, the petite Zuo You seemed out of place among the tall and mighty strongmen and fat guys.

Zuo You's style was completely different from the others, looking like something strange had mixed in.

After all, the other tanks were all strong and sturdy, looking like they had high defense.

Only Zuo You looked delicate and weak, like she would fall over with a single push.

At this time, Zuo You's opponent had the same thought.

"Little sister, why don't you just admit defeat? Otherwise, I'm not responsible if I make you cry later."

A burly student, holding a bronze shield, said contemptuously.

Tank players generally focus on defense and supplement with strength.

After all, how could you lift a shield with little strength?

"Okay, thank you for your concern."

Zuo You slammed a dark black shield heavily on the ground, causing the entire arena to tremble slowly, showing the shield's thickness and weight.

There was also a black six-pointed star on the shield.

This was the new shield that Zuo You had obtained in the Mechanical Kingdom dungeon, the Dark Star Shield.

Although the Dark Star Shield was only E-grade and had very ordinary attributes, it was still much stronger than the novice shield.

Zuo You swung her shield and smashed it towards the strongman. This was also a common way for tank players to duel.

Whoever's shield was harder, whoever's defense was stronger, whoever could withstand longer, would win.

Duels between tank players had no skills, it was all head-on collisions.

The strongman laughed out loud when he saw that Zuo You, with her small frame, dared to take the initiative to attack.

"Little girl, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"

He swung his shield back in retaliation.

To his surprise, when the two shields collided heavily, Zuo You only took one step back, while he took three steps back.

He had actually been at a disadvantage in the first collision!

"I was careless just now, I didn't use my full strength, let's do it again!"

The strongman's face flushed red. Eighteen years old was the age to care about face.

If he, a dignified seven-foot man, was defeated head-on by a delicate little girl, how would he survive in the Otherworld in the future?

The strongman dared not be careless anymore, and he and Zuo You swung their shields and crashed into each other, making a series of "clang clang clang" metal collision sounds.

Since all of Qiao Yu's opponents had directly admitted defeat, the audience in the stands also turned their attention to other people, with Zuo You being the first to bear the brunt.

After all, beauties would never lack attention anywhere.

"How can such a delicate girl be a tank?"

"Yeah! I hope she doesn't get hurt, otherwise I'll feel so bad."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's so novel, a little loli is actually a tank!"

"What's so novel about that? Look over there, there's a big fat guy over there who's a mage!"

Zuo You wasn't the only one whose style was off.

"Holy crap! Why is that fat guy wearing a Hello Kitty mage robe and holding a bow-tie staff? That pink outfit is so damn eye-searing!"

Many people in the stands were attracted to Yang Xiangdi on the other side.

"Hahahaha, classmate, are you a clown hired by a monkey? Are you cosplaying at the college entrance exam? Are you cosplaying Sailor Moon?"

Yang Xiangdi's opponent had not yet realized the seriousness of the situation and laughed, holding his stomach.

He was dressed in a gorgeous and expensive suit, looking like a hereditary nobleman.

Compared to him, Yang Xiangdi looked like a clown.

The nobleman couldn't understand how anyone could wear such a strange outfit.

"You'll know later." Yang Xiangdi said with a smile, seemingly not minding his opponent's ridicule at all.

However, the moment the examiner announced the start, Yang Xiangdi moved!

"Sand Binding!"

He waved his staff, and countless sands instantly wrapped around the opponent.

"Yellow Springs Earth Swamp!"

Just as the nobleman was about to counterattack, the ground beneath his feet instantly turned into a swamp, and he began to sink, unable to cast a spell in time.

The next moment, accompanied by a muffled sound, a beam of light lit up in the swamp where he was trapped.

"Earth Explosion Jutsu!"

Boom!

The terrifying power directly blasted the nobleman into the air. He didn't even have time to scream, his eyes rolled back, and he passed out.

His original gorgeous clothes were also blown into a pile of rags, and his body was covered in mud, looking extremely miserable.

From beginning to end, he didn't even have time to make a single counterattack before being controlled to death by Yang Xiangdi.

"Examiner, please tell me I won, right?"