Physical Push! You Call This A Necromancer?

"Take your grandma's leg, get out!"

Qiao Yu was already annoying, so Du Kaiwen still jumped out now, isn't it just to scold him?

"You still dare to scold me?"

Du Kaiwen stared at Qiao Yu resentfully, his eyes were full of cold killing intent, no one had ever dared to scold him like that before.

Then a sinister plan began to take shape in Du Kaiwen's mind.

"Well, I won't bully you either, how about we have a gamble?" A smile formed on the corner of Du Kaiwen's mouth.

"Bet? What are you betting on?" Qiao Yu asked.

"It's very simple, you go to the arena of the gods in the training ground and fight with me, if you lose, the worry-free sword will belong to me!"

"What if you lose?"

"It is absolutely impossible for me to lose!" Du Kaiwen's words were full of superiority and confidence.

Qiao Yu: "..."

Suddenly, the emoji of Mr. Wang Feng spreading his hands appeared in his mind: this kind of person is crazy.

Qiao Yu originally planned to refuse directly, but suddenly Qiao Yu asked shyly as if thinking of something.

"Can the Arena of the Gods kill people?"

"Of course, as long as we sign a life-and-death contract before going on stage, life and death are fate, and wealth is in the sky!" Du Kaiwen smiled cruelly.

Originally, he just planned to beat this Tian'e to a hemiplegia and take away the worry-free sword. Since this kid is looking for trouble on his own, no one can blame him!

And Qiao Yu's eyes lit up when he heard it.

If he beat Du Kaiwen to death, does that mean there are only four people in their group? Then he has a legitimate reason not to team up with An Liya? This approach seems to work!

The more Qiao Yu thought about it, the more reliable he felt.

"Where are the ink marks? Let's go, let's go now!" Qiao Yu pulled Du Kaiwen and walked outside.

Du Kaiwen looked at Qiao Yu as if he was looking at a dead person. It was the first time he saw someone looking for death so actively.

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And many people in the genius class were also attracted by them, and a few good things spread the matter, making it known to the entire seminary.

"Goddess, do you want to see it?" Kodijie asked with great respect.

"No, I'm not interested in this kind of thing."

An Liya ignored Kodijie, with a look of indifference, and the admiration in Kodijie's eyes was even stronger than before.

That's right, this is his goddess! No excuses for all men!

"Then I'll go first!"

If Anlia doesn't go, Kedijie will definitely go.

He single-handedly facilitated this battle, for which he also paid for an A-level long sword. Wouldn't he be at a loss if he didn't see the scene of Tian E being violently beaten?

Qiao Yu and Du Kaiwen soon came to the training ground behind the Seminary of the Seminary, where the students of the Seminary of the Seminary usually practice their combat skills.

In the middle of the training ground is a place that looks like the Colosseum in ancient Rome. The building is supported by large white stone pillars. There is a stone plaque hanging at the door, with the words "Arena of the Gods" written in five characters.

"Isn't that Mr. Du Kaiwen? He is the number one swordsman recognized by all seminaries. Who dares to challenge him so short-sighted?"

"Don't you know? It's the guy who beat Carl yesterday! He seems to be called Tian'e. This guy is too arrogant. After challenging yesterday, Carl came to challenge Du Kaiwen today."

"I'm dying of laughter. He doesn't think Du Kaiwen is on the same level as Carl, does he? Even if Carl came, he would only be tortured by Du Kaiwen. I can only say that there is a gap between geniuses."

"That's right, apart from Goddess Anlia, looking at the entire Seminary, who dares to say Du Kaiwen is stable?"

Before the battle between the two started, a large number of onlookers were attracted.

Listening to those discussions, the smile on Du Kaiwen's face became even bigger.

"Tian'e, I'll give you one last chance. If you kneel down and kowtow to me three times and apologize, I might consider letting you go!"

"Stop blah, blah, blah." Qiao Yu's indifferent appearance made Du Kaiwen even angrier.

"Hmph! Since you are looking for death, you can't blame me!"

Du Kaiwen snorted coldly, and then went straight to Teacher Di Wen who was in charge of the Arena of the Gods.

"Teacher, please give me a life and death deed!"

"Life and death contract?"

Diwen looked up at Du Kaiwen, then at Qiao Yu, and frowned tightly.

Two students in the genius class want to fight a life-and-death battle? How can this work!

Every student in the genius class is a very precious resource, and if one of them dies, it will be a huge loss.

"Wait! I can't decide this matter. I have to tell Dean Ganfufu about it first."

As soon as Diwen finished speaking, Du Kaiwen stopped him directly.

"Teacher Diwen, it's just dealing with a waste with a conversion ratio of 04, so there's no need to alarm Dean Ganfofu and his old man."

Du Kaiwen had a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of chills. If Dean Ganfofu came, he would definitely not let him kill Tian E.

"Conversion ratio 04? So it's you?"

Diwen looked at Qiao Yu instantly with disgust.

In his teacher's opinion, having a useless student with a conversion ratio of 04 is simply a disgrace to all seminaries.

"In that case, no problem!"

Di Wen wished that this 04 conversion ratio waste would die quickly, so he directly took out a life and death deed from the drawer.

Du Kaiwen was overjoyed, took the life and death deed and signed his name, and then handed the life and death deed to Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu shrugged, and then also signed his name.

After Diwen took the life and death contract, he took a few glances, and after confirming that there was no problem, he directly opened the door to the Arena of the Gods behind him.

"Under the life-and-death contract, life and death are determined, wealth and honor are in the sky! No one can interfere!"

With Diwen's soft shout, Qiao Yu and Du Kaiwen walked into the arena of the gods.

The interior of the Arena of the Gods is like a movie theater, with a huge open space in the middle, and the ground is made of white bricks.

Surrounding it is a circle of viewing platforms, and the higher the viewing platform is, the higher it is.

Those onlookers followed closely behind, and the four of Kodijie squeezed in the front to snatch the front row viewing seats.

The students who came in were discussing on the viewing platform.

"Wow! Why did they both sign the life-and-death contract? That Tian'e really wants to die, right?"

"Basically, once the life-and-death contract is signed, even if Mr. Du Kai beats him to death, he can only suffer from being dumb! I guess this kid is just a clown who wants to use Mr. Du Kai to increase his popularity. !"

"That's right, Mr. Du Kaiwen's swordsmanship is impossible to have an opponent in the younger generation!"

"It's not necessarily true. Just think about that Ma Fei from the second team of Kyoto University..."

"Hmph! That's because Mr. Du Kaiwen didn't participate in the battle competition, or that Ma Fei couldn't hold a sword in front of Mr. Du Kaiwen!"

Listening to the discussion on the viewing platform, Qiao Yu was originally indifferent, completely deaf to it.

But when Qiao Yu heard the familiar name Ma Fei, Qiao Yu's heart still beat violently.

Alone as a stranger in a foreign land, in the Western Union, he can only rely on himself.

Hearing Ma Fei's name suddenly, Qiao Yu still couldn't help feeling a little emotional, and the scenes that happened in the past couldn't help but surfaced in his mind.

Ma Fei, are you okay?

At the same time, on a snowy mountain top, a shirtless young man was holding a branch tightly in his hand, as if standing in the heavy snow.

He was motionless, with a tall and straight figure, standing still in the bitter cold wind, like a sharp sword stuck on the top of a mountain.

Suddenly, the boy suddenly opened his eyes! Swipe the branch in your hand forward!

Bark!

The heavy snow all over the sky seemed to be torn apart by a pair of invisible big hands, splitting into two in an instant, avoiding the boy directly, no more flakes of the snow all over the sky could fall on him!

"Hahahaha! Very good! The sword gang has carried your hatred and formed a sword posture! Only a high-level master has mastered the sword posture, you are simply a monster born for the sword!"

An unattractive man of about 1.5 meters appeared at some point, and looked at the young man with admiration in his eyes, as if looking at a peerless treasure.

"As expected, he is the one I like! Hehe, Ji Pingyang! I can't beat you in this life, I admit it, but the disciple I cultivated with all my strength must be stronger than your disciple! Hahaha! Hahahahaha!"

The man laughed wildly on the top of the snow mountain with his hands behind his back.

The young man behind him lowered his head, looking respectful, but a strange light flashed in his eyes!