Physical Push! You Call This A Necromancer?

Everyone was stunned.

Only then did they realize that compared to Lu Yanhang, the necromancer on the other side of the ring who could knock out heavily armored fighters with one punch was the real fierce man!

"fuck you"

Lu Yanhang, who was beaten into the air, hadn't regained his senses yet, and a terrifying sword glow kept enlarging in his pupils.

Many of the onlookers couldn't bear to turn their heads. If this knife is cut down, it is estimated that Lu Yanhang's Tianling Cap will be cut off.

Unexpectedly, the bloody scene did not appear, and a hand grew out of Lu Yanhang's body again.

The four arms firmly grasped the Golden Dragon Yanyue Knife, and successfully blocked the fatal blow.

Qiao Yu wanted to draw the knife back, but he found that he couldn't.

"Hey, what kind of sword does the mage use!"

Lu Yanhang swung his four arms vigorously, and Qiao Yu's Golden Dragon Yanyue Knife was thrown flying directly.

Then he held Qiao Yu's arms with both hands, and the other two hands made an uppercut at the same time, sending Qiao Yu flying.

Ding!

The effect of the silver lion helmet was triggered, a silver lion with flying mane let out a roar, and the damage from Lu Yanhang's two punches was directly immune.

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Qiao Yu landed slowly, and the expression on his face became much more serious.

Lu Yanhang is much stronger than he imagined!

Lu Yanhang slowly clenched his fists with his four arms, and walked towards Qiao Yu.

"Hey, your strength attribute should be particularly high!"

Lu Yanhang seemed to be asking Qiao Yu, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

"I can feel it from the two punches just now, your attack power is at least 500 points!"

Lu Yanhang's words caused everyone in the audience to exclaim.

A necromancer with an attack power of up to 500 points? What is this freak necromancer, Gandalf?

"Unfortunately, just having attribute points is useless."

Lu Yanhang continued to talk.

"The same 500 points of power, some people can integrate the 500 points of power, and some people can't even exert half of the effect, this is the conversion ratio!"

"From the current point of view, you have such a high attack power, but the conversion ratio is frighteningly low!" Lu Yanhang sneered.

Qiao Yu's brows were slightly frowned, which was also a point of his doubts.

It is obvious that all his attribute points add up to approach the 1,000-point mark. It stands to reason that his strength should be regarded as the peak existence among mid-level players.

But he can't push horizontally among mid-level players.

Could it be that as Lu Yanhang said, this is caused by his conversion ratio being too low?

Many people in the audience who have not gone to college are also confused. What is the conversion ratio?

Seeing this, Lu Yanhang smiled contemptuously.

"This is something only taught in the sophomore year. Simply put, the conversion ratio is the ratio of attribute points converted into combat power. Two players with the same attribute points, whoever has the higher conversion ratio will be stronger!"

He raised a finger and pointed at Qiao Yu.

"This person probably doesn't even have a one-to-one conversion ratio, so he deserves to be admitted to Kyoto University?"

"I won't bother you about this, but thank you for answering one of my doubts."

Qiao Yu grinned.

"In return, I will punish myself with a punch."

boom!

Qiao Yu punched himself on the chest with such force that the muscles in his entire chest were bleeding a little.

Both Lu Yanhang and the onlookers were stunned. Does this kid still have a tendency to abuse himself?

"The wrath of the mechanical queen has been triggered, and the player has entered a state of rage."

His attribute points began to rise rapidly, and a terrifying force gushed out from Qiao Yu's limbs.

While feeling the joyful feeling of being wrapped in power, he slowly came to Lu Yanhang.

"It doesn't matter if the conversion ratio is low, as long as the attribute points are high enough, it's all the same."

The veins on Lu Yanhang's forehead twitched violently, as if he wanted to refute something.

But Qiao Yu didn't give him a chance to speak at all, he raised the corpse ancestor ring, and appeared directly in front of Lu Yanhang in the next second.

Swinging his right fist, Lu Yanhang quickly raised his four hands to block it.

Unexpectedly, the four arms that were invincible just now began to be unable to cope with Qiao Yu who was in a state of rage.

With one against four, Qiao Yu directly knocked Lu Yanhang into the air with one punch. Before Lu Yanhang could land in mid-air, Qiao Yu had already appeared by his side.

Immediately afterwards, Qiao Yu poured out heavy punches like raindrops, directly treating Lu Yanhang as a human sandbag. Lu Yanhang could only use his four arms to protect his vitals and resist as much as possible.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of punching to the flesh made everyone present tremble with fear.

If they were to go up here, they would probably be smashed into beef balls by Qiao Yu.

If you defend for a long time, you will lose, but Qiao Yu still caught Lu Yanhang's opening, and Qiao Yu, who was excited, punched Lu Yanhang's abdomen with a heavy liver-explosive punch.

"vomit!"

Lu Yanhang opened his mouth wide and retched, then he flew up high, fell heavily, and fell unconscious on the ground.

It's unbelievable that a dignified mid-level heavy-armored warrior was beaten up by a low-level necromancer in hand-to-hand combat.

"Qiao Yu big brother is so handsome!"

Just as Fang Yuan wanted to cheer Qiao Yu up, Deng Yanggang's voice sounded one step ahead of her.

Fang Yuan gritted her silver teeth in anger, and then covered her small mouth in surprise.

Qiao Yu turned around and was about to walk off the ring, but there was a slight coughing sound behind him.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, it's not over yet!"

Lu Yanhang held his abdomen that was hit hard, and stood up again.

"At any rate, I am also the one who is going to represent Canglong Teacher to participate in the World Combat Tournament in universities all over the world. How could I just lose to you like this!"

"Originally, this trick was intended to be used on the field of the competition, but I didn't expect to use it on you first. Three heads and six arms!"

Lu Yanhang shouted loudly, and two strong and powerful arms grew on his side again!

After he grew six arms, who was originally not tall, he looked like a giant spider standing upright.

"Hey, take a good look at my uncle Lu's real strength!"

Lu Yanhang rushed towards Qiao Yu, and punched Qiao Yu down one after another with ferocious fists like a rainstorm.

Qiao Yu put his head in his hands to resist. His health of more than 5,000 points and defense of 500 points gave him enough confidence.

Relying on the huge advantage of six hands, he suppressed Qiao Yu with an overwhelming number of attacks.

When Qiao Yu threw two punches, he could throw six punches, and Qiao Yu couldn't find a chance to fight back for a while.

"What's wrong? Weren't you very arrogant just now? Ah? You continue to be arrogant!"

While attacking, Lu Yanhang talked trash at the same time, trying to provoke Qiao Yu to show his weakness.

However, Qiao Yu remained silent and let the attack fall on him. His health began to drop little by little, and soon dropped to less than one-fifth.

The outcome is set.

This is the most intuitive feeling of everyone. At this moment, they can't think of any chance for Qiao Yu to come back.

Even Shi Wennian and the others couldn't help but feel that Qiao Yu was really going to lose!

"Qiao Yu, come on!" Fang Yuan couldn't help shouting.

But Qiao Yu was unmoved, and continued to beat her with her head in her hands.

"Come on? Is it useful to come on?" Hearing Fang Yuan's cheering sound, Lu Yanhang became even more angry. "The outcome has been decided, go to hell!"

He swung his fist vigorously and smashed it towards Qiao Yu's face.

Snapped!

Lu Yanhang suddenly felt that his fist was clamped by a strong hand.

Qiao Yu raised his head slowly, his black hair was standing on end at this moment, and all of them turned scarlet, even the pupils of his eyes also turned red, this is a sign that the state of rage has been fully stacked!

Those bloodthirsty and violent eyes made Lu Yanhang's heart palpitate, and Qiao Yu spoke slowly.

"You're right, the outcome has been decided."