Lu Yanhang's eyes widened, and he was really caught off guard for a moment.

A mage charged towards a warrior, wanting to engage in close combat.

The only possibility he could think of was that the mage was trying to scam him!

Not only did he think so, but even the people offstage had the same idea as Lu Yanhang.

They were all dumbfounded. In their opinion, Qiao Yu's actions were tantamount to a suicide attack.

Lu Yanhang wanted to throw a punch, but he was afraid of directly killing Qiao Yu, so he stood there without reacting.

Qiao Yu rushed in front of him and threw a punch without hesitation.

Everyone was even more confused. They thought Qiao Yu was building up some big move, but it turned out he was just punching? What harm could a necromancer's small fist do?

Among the people present, only Fang Yuan, Shi Wunnian, and Deng Yanggang opened their eyes wide with anticipation.

A bunch of hicks who had never seen the world, this necromancer was no ordinary necromancer!

The moment Qiao Yu's fist touched his cheek, Lu Yanhang realized something was wrong!

A terrifying impact hit him directly in the face, deforming his face and sending him flying. He would never forget that feeling.

Qiao Yu maintained his punching posture.

Silence.

Deathly silence.

The dueling grounds were always filled with shouts, cheers, and the wails of gambling addicts.

Since the creation of the dueling grounds, there had never been a moment as quiet as this. You could even hear a pin drop.

"Fuck!"

After an unknown amount of time, someone finally exclaimed with a national curse.

And this exclamation also awakened the others. Everyone woke up as if from a dream, and the sounds of national curses rose and fell on the scene.

"Am I dreaming? A beginner necromancer punched a mid-level heavy armored warrior flying?"

"Is Kyoto University really that powerful? A freshman can beat a heavy armored warrior?"

"He really is an old lady climbing stairs, I'm not convinced!"

The crowd below discussed, and suddenly someone said suspiciously.

"Wait! Could this kid not be a necromancer at all? Is he lying?"

As soon as this question came out, the discussion stopped abruptly.

Generally speaking, no one would do this, because once caught, it would mean a complete loss of reputation.

But Qiao Yu's behavior didn't seem like a mage at all. He didn't even take out his staff!

Doubts arose in everyone's mind.

At this time, Fang Yuan took the initiative to stand up and vouch for Qiao Yu.

"No, Qiao Yu is indeed a mage! I went through the mage's exclusive dungeon with him at the time!"

"You're helping him so much, are you his lover? Do you have any other evidence?"

"That's right! How could he be so strong if he's really a necromancer? One punch to send a heavy armored warrior flying?"

Faced with Fang Yuan's explanation, not only did the crowd not believe it, but they became even more suspicious.

People are like this. If they can't do something, they think others can't do it either, and even slander and question those who can.

"Look, this little bitch is obviously lying for her lover! She can't produce any other evidence at all!"

"This kid must have lied about his profession. I demand that he be kicked out of the dueling grounds and never be allowed to set foot here again!"

"Yes, if he can't produce evidence, then he should be judged to have lost this match!"

For a time, Qiao Yu became the target of everyone's criticism, as if he was really some heinous person.

In fact, many people in the crowd had bet on Lu Yanhang to win, and if Qiao Yu won, they would lose a lot of money.

If Qiao Yu had lied about his profession, then this was their last straw!

"No...no...he really is a mage!"

Fang Yuan was a little anxious, but she was sure that she couldn't produce any other evidence to prove it, and no one present believed her at all.

Some gambling addicts who had placed large bets even wanted to attack Fang Yuan.

Fortunately, Shi Wunnian shouted loudly and stood in front of Fang Yuan, and Deng Yanggang also had a flowing longbow in his hand.

Only then did the gamblers dare not continue to attack Fang Yuan.

"You want evidence? Is this enough?"

Qiao Yu on the stage calmly revealed his level and profession.

"Name: Qiao Yu

Profession: Necromancer

Realm: Beginner (lv17)"

The scene fell silent again.

Some of the gamblers' eyes even turned red!

He didn't lie!

This kid was really a mage, and a necromancer who could send a heavy armored warrior flying with one punch!

Then what about their money? Was it all gone?

"Ahhh! Useless, it's all your fault Lu Yanhang, you trash, a mid-level can't even beat a beginner! My money!"

They vented all their resentment and anger on Lu Yanhang.

"Lu Yanhang, I really dug up the graves of your ancestors for the money you cheated me out of!"

"That's right, Lu Yanhang, your mom… your mom's cooking is delicious! You quickly beat that kid to death and go home for dinner! Go for it!"

One of the gamblers changed his words in an instant, because he saw Lu Yanhang, who had just been knocked flying, slowly standing up. At this moment, Lu Yanhang protected his mother.

"Oh!"

The crowd on the scene cheered, most of them were people who had bet on Lu Yanhang to win.

"Kid, your punch really hurt, then I'm going to use my real strength next..."

Lu Yanhang was just about to say something to ease the embarrassment when Qiao Yu didn't give him a chance to speak at all and charged over again.

Wanting to make a quick decision, Qiao Yu took out the Golden Dragon Crescent Blade, held the end of the blade in his right hand, and swung it around to chop down directly!

Lu Yanhang didn't dodge or avoid it, he directly raised his hands and slapped hard, using a barehanded blade catch to directly press the Golden Dragon Crescent Blade in his hands.

Qiao Yu's left hand went for a liver-exploding punch, heading towards Lu Yanhang's abdomen.

Lu Yanhang couldn't dodge. As long as he let go, the Golden Dragon Crescent Blade would split his head open like Liu Huaqiang splitting a watermelon.

But if he didn't let go, he would be hit by Qiao Yu's heavy punch!

Faced with such a desperate situation, Lu Yanhang not only didn't panic, but instead revealed a smile.

"Don't underestimate me!"

Clatter!

Qiao Yu's fist was blocked by a strong hand.

Qiao Yu was stunned. Why did Lu Yanhang have a third hand?

An old knowledgeable guy offstage exclaimed: "That's Lu Yanhang's ultimate skill - Three Heads and Six Arms! It is said that the complete form can grow three heads and six arms. I wonder what level of proficiency Lu Yanhang's skill has reached now!"

"Hiss!"

Everyone gasped. As the saying goes, it's hard to fight four hands with two fists. Lu Yanhang's move was indeed terrifying. No wonder he could become the strongest male student at Canglong Normal University.

But before Lu Yanhang could be cool for even three seconds, Qiao Yu's right hand directly released the Golden Dragon Crescent Blade, and a powerful right hook came again.

Lu Yanhang, who had a smug look on his face, had his face distorted and flew out on the spot, dizzy.