The slime flew directly above the Blazing Violent Tiger.
Its rear end twitched slightly, then it plummeted rapidly, even producing whistling sounds in the wind.
Xia Yan clenched his fists, refusing to concede easily.
His pride would not allow him to surrender!
In an instant, the heavily injured Blazing Violent Tiger looked up at the yellow rear end in the sky.
Roar!
Its eyes seemed to contain flames, and the light of its skills flashed.
An incredibly scorching fire circle instantly erupted, but instead of expanding outwards, it shot upwards.
Huh?
Chen Shu frowned. The Slime's violent sit-down kill was about to conclude.
If it didn't land the attack now, its offensive skills would go into cooldown.
Although the Blazing Violent Tiger was heavily injured, it might still have a trump card, after all, it was an S-class contracted spirit.
If it were facing other contracted spirits, the Slime could use its defense to tank the skill cooldown.
But the S-class Blazing Violent Tiger had extremely high offensive power, making it not so easy to withstand.
It had to sit down!
Chen Shu's eyes sharpened, and he directly commanded the sleeping Slime to descend rapidly.
Boom!
In an instant, the fire circle collided with the Slime, scattering the fire circle directly.
However, the Slime also suffered flame damage, its yellow body developing a distinct charred patch.
Fortunately, it was in the state of its sleep-kill, so it wouldn't wake up due to the severe pain.
Xia Yan's expression was startled; he hadn't expected the opponent to actually dare to sit down.
He was about to recall it, but his reaction was a beat too slow.
Boom!
The entire battle arena seemed to tremble slightly.
Aow!!
The Blazing Violent Tiger's eyes widened, its body was directly crushed, and its bones made cracking sounds, clearly indicating fractures.
It was only a ninth-level contracted spirit; it had endured too much, too much…
You?!
Xia Yan clenched his fists, rage surging in his eyes.
His S-class Blazing Violent Tiger had actually lost?!
You are too weak, be a good boy and surrender quickly!
Chen Shu smiled: I want to see the look of a genius surrendering!
His words made Xia Yan's face turn from green to white.
The more the other party mocked him, the less he wanted to surrender, and he could only stand there in silence.
Your strength is like an unbearable blow in my eyes!
Chen Shu said with a smile: It's a waste for the Blazing Violent Tiger to follow you; it's like putting gold on a pile of dung, clearly a waste!
Xia Yan stared directly at Chen Shu, the other party actually calling him dung.
Xia Yan, surrender quickly, your contracted spirit is dying!
Yu Ming, the special training class teacher, left the private room and shouted loudly. Big Wind Novel.
Xia Yan immediately reacted.
While he was in silence, the Slime had mercilessly crushed the Blazing Violent Tiger.
Its bones were probably ground into powder and could be brewed into tea directly…
The Blazing Violent Tiger's eyes were filled with resentment.
You, with your pride, why am I suffering?
It’s not you being squashed, after all.
Xia Yan quickly recalled it.
His contracted spirit's obedience had significantly decreased, and it would likely take a very long time to train it again.
Xia Yan glared at Chen Shu with malice, his eyes burning with intense rage.
He silently left the small platform, not uttering any more harsh words.
Possessing an S-class contracted spirit, he had never lost in so many years. Once defeated, he naturally found it unacceptable.
The Fierce Bandit is invincible! The Fierce Bandit is invincible!
Countless people stood up and shouted, their eyes filled with excitement; they were completely convinced by Chen Shu.
Achieving this with an F-class Slime was probably unprecedented.
Life is truly as lonely as snow!
Chen Shu shook his head, put away the golden Slime, and returned to the private room.
No matter how much of a lucky person, a diligent player, or a rich tycoon one was, they were truly no match for him.
"Well done!"
Shen Wushuang commented. If he were the one fighting, he might not even have Chen Shu's combat experience.
In terms of raw strength, the Slime and the Blazing Violent Tiger were similar, but the key was the gap in combat techniques.
Xia Yan appeared too naive. Accustomed to overwhelming opponents for so many years, he would suffer a crushing defeat when facing an evenly matched adversary.
Following that, other students' matches ensued.
The current special training class had more wins than losses, and everyone's combat experience had improved qualitatively.
As evening approached,
"Classmates, everyone!"
Shen Wushuang spoke, "Due to this year's Spring Festival, we will be returning early to give you a winter break!"
Upon hearing this, everyone cheered.
The streets of Daxing City were gradually taking on a festive atmosphere, and they were naturally itching to go home.
"Everyone can pack your belongings today. We will leave Daxing City in two days!"
Chen Shu frowned and said, "Then how will I get first place?!"
The system's option required him to win first place in January.
"Don't worry, two days is enough. Perhaps two or three more battles will suffice."
With Chen Shu's current undefeated record, he was practically guaranteed first place.
Chen Shu breathed a sigh of relief, and the group left the private room of the battle arena.
As the New Year was approaching, Ouyang Bao had already gone home.
This made Chen Shu and the other two lament for a while; their meal ticket was gone.
"Chen Pi, what are your plans for the New Year?"
The three of them arrived at a food stall and ordered all the specialty dishes.
"Just ten days, what plans?!"
Chen Shu shook his head. He had enjoyed a two-month autumn break, so the winter break held little appeal for him.
"My family will probably make me go into seclusion to train."
Xu Xingxing said. With a rare holiday, his family would surely provide him with various resources.
Once the winter break ended, the college entrance examination would not be far off, and the next semester would be a period of intense preparation.
Chen Shu asked, "What about you, Old Xie?"
"Me? Take on missions and buy resources. Unlike you guys, one has a wealthy family, and the other is a robber, so neither of you lacks money."
"What do you mean, 'lack of money'?"
Chen Shu's mouth twitched. "Are you stupid? If you don't lack money, why would you be a fierce bandit?"
As the three were discussing, an unpleasant voice suddenly sounded.
"Uncle, it's him!"
The three looked back and saw two people walking towards them.
"Xia Yan?"
Chen Shu's eyes narrowed, and he smiled, "Yo? Looking for your guardian?"
Beside Xia Yan was a burly, bald man with a fierce look glaring at the three of them.
Chen Shu sensed a hint of danger; the man was definitely a Black Iron level Beastmaster.
"Are you the one who bullied my nephew?"
Wu Li spoke, his eyes flashing with coldness.
"Bully? My dear brother, when did I bully him?"
Chen Shu said calmly,
"It's because I defeated him in the battle arena, so I apologize. Next time I see Young Master Xia, I will kowtow and surrender first, alright?"
Chen Shu's sarcastic demeanor could instantly ignite a person's anger.
Xia Yan's eyes were filled with indignation. "I'm not talking about the battle arena, but what you did to me that night!"
"At night, can you be more specific? Otherwise, people will think I'm a pervert!"
Chen Shu's mouth twitched. "Can't you describe it more clearly?"
"Xiao Yan, what did he do to you that night?"
Wu Li also had a face full of black lines, feeling that his nephew's words were problematic.
With these words, the atmosphere clearly became tense.
"Be careful!"
Xia Yan was about to explain when his eyes contracted.
A plate of braised crawfish was thrown directly at them.
Wu Li instinctively threw a punch. His enhanced physique directly shattered the crawfish.
Splat!
Oily sauce splattered everywhere, instantly making the uncle and nephew a disheveled mess.
Xia Yan cried out in pain from being scalded.
"Damn brat!"
Wu Li's expression turned furious. He hadn't expected the opponent to be so treacherous, launching a sneak attack while he was distracted.
The three of them, acting in perfect coordination, ran off in different directions, all sending messages to Shen Wushuang.
"Teacher Shen, someone is trying to kill us! Emergency rescue!"
Wu Li flicked the oil off himself and directly locked onto Chen Shu's retreating back.
He stomped his feet, his burly body launching forward like an arrow from a bow.
Although Chen Shu was well-built, he hadn't been enhanced and was quickly caught up to.
"Still trying to run?"
Wu Li placed his right hand on Chen Shu's shoulder, forcibly stopping him.
But in that instant, the space in front of him tore open, and a pair of incredibly adorable big eyes glared out.
"Holy cow, what is that?!"
Wu Li's expression was shocked, and he instantly let go.
Chen Shu seized the opportunity to break free, but he didn't run further; instead, he contemplated a countermeasure.
Running was definitely not an option against the opponent, so he had to find other ways to stall for time.
"Partial summoning?!"
Wu Li raised his eyebrows, surprised that the opponent knew such a technique.
"Unfortunately, it won't save you!"
Wu Li's expression turned cold, preparing to seize Chen Shu directly.
The opponent wouldn't dare to summon his contracted spirit, or the matter would escalate significantly.
What started as a police precinct matter would immediately be transferred to the Spirit Suppressing Bureau.
Moreover, he could also summon his contracted spirit for self-defense.
"Today, you will also taste the flavor of a urea bag!"
Xia Yan hurried over. Seeing Chen Shu captured, a desire for revenge flickered in his eyes.
"I say, why bother?"
Chen Shu shook his head. There were not many pedestrians around, and no one came to help him.
Could it be that the Fierce Bandit of Nanjiang is about to capsize?
His mind raced, searching for a way to escape.
Suddenly, his gaze froze as he looked behind Wu Li.
On the street, a girl in a trench coat was walking towards them. The evening breeze gently brushed her short hair, giving her an imposing and heroic aura.
Beside her was a tall boy, holding an iron pot in his left hand and a spatula in his right.
The two immediately burst into laughter, not expecting to see Chen Shu cornered as soon as they arrived.
Chen Shu wore a distressed expression, but he felt relieved inwardly.
Although half a year had passed, the three of them hadn't changed at all.