Physical Push! You Call This A Necromancer?

Qin Xuan, who was originally in a calm mood, immediately went crazy when he heard Qiao Yu's words!

He lifted the stool again and was going to fight Qiao Yu desperately.

Fortunately, Qin Qianxue stopped him in time.

"Auntie, don't stop me, I must kill this kid today!" Qin Xuan was furious.

"Xuan'er! Don't be so rude"

The voices of Qin Qianxue and Qin Xuan gradually faded away behind them.

The smile on Qiao Yu's face also subsided.

It seems that his memory is not wrong, the memory about the Blazing Guild and Luto is indeed true.

It's just that in that period of memory, he always felt that there was a person's face that he couldn't recall no matter what.

That person seemed to be a petite girl.

And after defeating Luto, where did he go?

Why was my memory completely blank during the period between defeating Luto and waking up in the hospital?

Qiao Yu's heart was filled with questions one after another, and he desperately wanted to know the answer.

He had an intuition that that memory, the person he couldn't see clearly in the memory, must be very important to him.

"Qiao Yu, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Fangyuan stretched out a small white hand, gently rubbing Qiao Yu's frowning brows.

"It's okay, I just thought of something."

Qiao Yu shook his head.

"Then where are you going next?" Fang Yuan asked.

"Go back to school."

"Aren't you going back to the hospital? The doctor said you're not fully recovered yet!" Fang Yuan looked at Qiao Yu nervously.

"If you don't lie there for a long time, you will be useless. I have to go back to school to find out some things." Qiao Yu shook his head.

"Okay, then I'll go with you!" Fang Yuan plucked up his courage!

Kyoto is so big, she can meet Qiao Yu again.

Fang Yuan believes that this must be the arrangement of the heavens!

This time, she will bravely pursue her own happiness!

Fang Yuan quietly followed Qiao Yu's side, like countless young couples coming and going on the street.

Qiao Yu's handsome appearance and Fang Yuan's sweet appearance attracted the attention of countless passers-by.

"Junior Brother Qiao Yu!"

A shout caught Qiao Yu's attention, and he turned his head to see that it was his cheap fellow Long Xiang.

"Senior Brother Long Xiang, what's wrong?" Qiao Yu asked suspiciously.

"Where have you been lately? I went to the second physical training class to look for you several times but couldn't find you." Long Xiang showed a kind smile.

"I took my head to catch a flying wine bottle, and I went to the hospital." Qiao Yu said solemnly.

Long Xiang: "..."

"Senior Brother Long Xiang, what do you want me to do?"

"It's like this, there is a dungeon, I wonder if you are interested in participating?" Long Xiang's eyes sparkled.

"Not interested, thank you brother."

Seeing that Qiao Yu turned around and was about to leave, Long Xiang quickly grabbed him.

"Don't worry! Have you heard of the World Combat Tournament in universities around the world?"

"I've never heard of it." Qiao Yu already had a trace of impatience in his heart.

"The World Combat Tournament in high schools all over the world?" Fang Yuan next to him exclaimed, "Aren't those competitions usually attended by seniors and seniors?"

"good!"

Long Xiang nodded in satisfaction, as if applauding Fang Yuan's cooperation.

"The four-yearly global college world combat competition is jointly organized by the top leaders of the Eastern League and the Western League. It is the largest game in the world!"

"This is the best stage for gifted students from various universities to show their talents, and it is also a contest between the strength of the younger generation of the Eastern Alliance and the Western Alliance!"

"If you can get the ranking in the World Combat Tournament in the global colleges and universities, the equipment, skills, reputation, and all kinds of benefits will be countless!"

"The champion of last year's competition even got an S-level equipment reward!"

"And the latest World Combat Tournament in Global Universities will be held in nine months!"

"What does that have to do with copying?" Fang Yuan was a little confused.

"Of course it has something to do with it!" Long Xiang's tone was affirmative: "Only the students who have passed that dungeon are eligible to participate in the competition selection!"

"So it is!" Qiao Yu's eyes lit up.

Seeing this, Long Xiang put his hands on his chest and raised his head.

With such a huge temptation in front of him, he couldn't believe that Qiao Yu wouldn't be tempted!

But after waiting for a long time, Long Xiang didn't hear Qiao Yu continue to ask about the battle contest.

At this time, Qiao Yu's voice came from afar.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Long Xiang, for clarifying my doubts. We will see you again! The dungeon must be done next time!"

When Long Xiang heard these words, Qiao Yu had already dragged Fang Yuan to 800 meters away.

Long Xiang's face was full of astonishment, no, even S-level equipment can't seduce you? You kid has two arms, right?

"Qiao Yu, why are you running so fast? That senior brother didn't lie to you, what he said about the battle tournament is true." Fang Yuan was a little puzzled.

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Qiao Yu: "Because he is from my hometown."

Fang Yuan: "My hometown? Isn't that better."

Qiao Yu: "I'm afraid of fellow villagers. Haven't you heard that sentence? When fellow villagers meet fellow villagers, they lie to you without discussion!"

Fangyuan: "..."

She didn't know what to say.

Qiao Yu didn't continue to explain, Fang Yuan said that the fighting competition is a competition for juniors and seniors to participate in.

Then when I just entered the freshman year, Long Xiang would drag me to that dungeon, what was the purpose?

Is Long Xiang a big wronged person who is keen on selfless dedication? Pull it down, he might as well believe that Ma Fei can not pretend one day if he believes this.

Ignoring Long Xiang's shout, Qiao Yu ran away directly.

Back at Kyoto University, the familiar power from the other world flooded into Qiao Yu's body again.

However, Qiao Yu was stunned when he saw the property panel.

"Name: Qiao Yu

Occupation: Necromancer

Realm: Elementary (lv17)

Strength: 444 (convincing people with virtue)

Defense: 500 (rock solid)

Dexterity: 9

Spirit: 0

Intelligence: 0

Mana: 1700/1700

HP: 5410/5410 (+4440)

Experience Points: 40/1700

Talent: Mage's Brave Heart (level unknown)

Skills: "Magic Miracle" (Level A), "Strong Contract" (Level A), Wrath of the Mechanical Queen (Level B)...

Equipment: Corpse Ancestor Ring (A-level), Golden Dragon Crescent Knife (B-level), Mad Spider Armor (B-level), Skeleton King Ring (C-level), Wisdom Staff (C-level)"

What's happening here? Why did my strength attribute suddenly increase by dozens of points, and my level also increased by three levels?

And what about my Qinglongyanyue knife? How did you become a golden dragon? There is one more c-level staff?

Didn't Yang Xiangdi say that he was knocked unconscious by a wine bottle?

Being hit by a wine bottle can have such a big benefit?

Being smashed by the jade bottle of Guanyin Bodhisattva is not so outrageous!

Qiao Yu firmly believes that these changes in himself must be related to that blank memory, and he must find Yang Xiangdi to find out!

Qiao Yu and Fang Yuan hurried back to the dormitory.

Seeing Qiao Yu coming back, Aunt, the dorm manager, first showed him a kind smile.

He remembered that this handsome young man lived in the same dormitory as that rich young man.

But as soon as he saw Fangyuan, the dorm manager Aunt's expression suddenly changed.

She clearly remembered that it wasn't this girl who came to look for this young man last time!

Hurrah! What I hate the most in my life is this kind of scumbag who always abandons him! It's exactly the same as Ji Pingyang's old thing!

"Hello, Aunt, the dorm manager." Qiao Yu greeted on the way.

"Get out!" Aunt, the housekeeper, roared angrily.

Qiao Yu: "?"