Moments later, the competition between the two sides began.
Chen Shu did not hesitate, ordering the Slime to use its giantization ability from the start.
This was not out of caution, but rather to tear through his clothes.
The 666 Elixir Company's sense of aesthetics was undeniably flawed; the clothes they designed were as ugly as a mother could make them, truly reaching the depths of ugliness.
Gazing at the behemoth nearly twenty meters tall, everyone present was stunned!
Compared to the Slime, the Dark Element Elf was vastly outmatched. It would likely be sent flying with a single press.
This damned oppressive aura was why they dared to challenge the six major high schools.
I’ve never seen such an outrageous Slime.
Boom!
The Golden Slime, without a moment's hesitation, launched its charge skill.
"Crush it for me!"
The Slime charged like a colossal tank, its speed unbelievably fast. The power of its Lv7 Charge was truly evident.
Let alone intern beastmasters, even Silver contract spirits might not possess such a high skill level.
Li Xuan’s expression was solemn but not panicked.
The Dark Element Elf’s body began to emit a deep, dark glow.
The next moment, the Slime’s massive body passed straight through the elf.
"Hmm? Phasing skill?"
Chen Shu’s expression faltered; he hadn't expected his opponent to have mastered such a life-saving divine skill.
As expected of a genius from Nanyang Third High School, possessing the rare Phasing ability. This was a skill that would never become obsolete.
As a contract spirit's level increases, older skills gradually become outdated,
Their effects and damage simply couldn't keep up, unless your skill level was exceptionally high,
But not everyone had a cheat.
"A good skill, but ultimately useless!"
Chen Shu shook his head. The Slime halted its momentum and began charging in the opposite direction.
Its massive body repeatedly phased through the Dark Element Elf, causing the arena floor to rumble.
The crowd watched with vacant stares, utterly captivated by the spectacle on stage.
"Why is its charge lasting so long? Did it install an oversized fuel tank?"
"Who knows?"
Li Xuan's expression grew grim. No matter where the Dark Element Elf fled, the Slime pursued it relentlessly, like a giant, unremovable sticker.
Once the Phasing duration ended, he would be unequivocally defeated.
"Surrender,"
The teacher spoke, having clearly recognized the disparity between the combatants.
Li Xuan sighed and promptly recalled his Dark Element Elf. Leaving the competition stage meant immediate surrender.
Chen Shu secured his first victory, and everyone realized the formidable power of the Slime.
A-class contract spirits were simply no match for it.
"What kind of contract spirit are you?"
The teacher from the special training class looked at Chen Shu, deep confusion in his eyes.
The opponent’s attributes and skills were too monstrous, coupled with his level 8 beastmaster rank,
Unless something unexpected occurred, no one in Nanyang City could defeat him.
At these words, everyone else turned their gaze toward him, their faces etched with the same bewilderment.
"A Golden Slime."
Chen Shu spread his hands, feigning innocence.
With that, he took a megaphone from his backpack, placed it on the ground, and played a prerecorded sound.
"Next! Next!"
The corners of everyone's mouths twitched; this guy was truly asking for a beating.
Chen Shu grinned, his gaze falling upon Wang Teng below.
"Brother Wang Teng, you go!"
"Hmph!"
Wang Teng snorted coldly and declared, "I, Wang Teng, have never known defeat!"
"I forfeit this match!"
The rest of the crowd turned to stare, dumbfounded.
"Good heavens, he just surrendered. So this is why you’ve never been defeated?"
The special training class teacher did not force the issue. Knowing the outcome would be defeat, there was no point in challenging him.
"Someone, come on, or we won't even fill the program's runtime. I’ll be too embarrassed to collect the sponsorship fees!"
Chen Shu shook his head, looking genuinely exasperated.
If not for the public spectacle, he would have likely been thrown out by now.
"How about this: you all come at me together? If you win, I'll give you forty high-grade beast-taming pearls. If you lose, you just give me twenty."
"You brat, you're going too far!"
The principal of Nanyang Third High School stepped forward, feeling as though his very soul had been trampled.
He said furiously, "Who among us at Nanyang Third High School isn't a genius? We have a full six A-class contract spirits alone, and the remaining fourteen have B-class contract spirits, all with incredibly powerful combat capabilities."
Chen Shu interjected, "So, Principal, you're accepting?"
The Principal replied, "Of course not! Do you think I'm an idiot? I already know the fate of Nanyang First High School."
Chen Shu’s mouth twitched, "Then why introduce your students as so impressive?"
The Principal remained silent. This was in front of the media, so naturally, he had to boast about his school.
Chen Shu directly stated, "Then we won't bet. All of you, come at me! A-class and B-class, all of you!"
Nanyang Third High School's special training class had no level 8 beastmasters.
Only five were level 7 beastmasters, and with Li Xuan and Wang Teng not participating,
The rest were level 6, posing no real threat.
Another chaotic battle commenced.
Goo-gee!
The Slime unleashed a Dragon Roar at the start, capitalizing on the enemy's stunned state to knock away three contract spirits.
The fierce battle erupted instantly!
Chen Shu, in order to create an image of overwhelming dominance, focused on commanding the Slime's battles.
In the distance, six contract spirits with elemental skills simultaneously unleashed their attacks.
Fireballs, ice spikes, lightning orbs, and more rained down, mere moments from striking the Slime's body.
Chen Shu had noticed this long ago. With his incredibly precise predictive ability, he made the Slime leap into the air beforehand, narrowly avoiding this volley of skill bombardment.
The airborne Slime was even more terrifying to behold.
If it were to fall carelessly, anyone would be smashed to smithereens.
For a moment, everyone retreated en masse, putting distance between themselves and the competition arena.
"Crash into them!"
Whoosh, whoosh.
The Slime, while snoring, flew through the air. With each charge and smash, it eliminated several contract spirits.
The battle was completely one-sided, with no suspense whatsoever.
"I'm not fighting anymore!"
"Me neither. It's pointless."
"Let him put on his own show."
The members of the special training class all recalled their contract spirits, having chosen to forfeit.
The two sides were simply not on the same level.
"My attacks can't break your defense, and your attacks just take me out. What's the point of fighting this?"
Someone sighed, "The difference in strength is simply too vast."
"If all twenty members of the special training class were level 8 beastmasters and attacked together, they could surely win.
But unfortunately, most of them are two levels below Chen Shu. The effect they can have is too minimal."
"Next! Next!"
The megaphone at Chen Shu's feet continued to play its prerecorded message, but only the Slime's snores could be heard on the competition stage.
By noon,
Chen Shu had concluded his "conquest" of Nanyang Third High School.
Next was the interview with Nanyang Satellite TV.
Chen Shu spoke casually, saying whatever came to mind without any consideration, assuming it could all be edited later.
In the evening, Chen Shu returned to his dorm at Nanyang Second High School.
"Old Xie, what are the odds?"
Xie Su'nan replied with shock, "What exactly did you do? The odds have inexplicably shifted to 5:1. This indicates that the vast majority believe you have the strength to crush the other high schools."
Chen Shu nonchalantly stated, "Just beat up Nanyang Third High School."
Videos of the event were undoubtedly circulating online. Seeing his prowess, people would naturally bet on him to win, causing the odds to change.
"By the way, are the bookies reliable? What if they just run off with the money?"
"No problem. The platform only takes a commission. No matter the outcome, they won't lose money. Why would they run?"
Chen Shu grinned, "Before the cutoff tonight, bet ten million on me to lose! Old Xie, use your identity to place the bet!"
This time, he intended to make the wealthy individuals of Nanyang City suffer a significant loss.
"This is what you call robbing the rich to help the poor!"