Chen Shu said with righteous indignation, "Slime, don't look at its butt! Even if we lose, we'll lose with dignity!"
The Slime, its spherical body rolling, pressed its face against the ground.
Tang Lie finally felt a surge of triumph and said smugly, "I'll just bully you because you can't fly! What are you going to do about it!"
Seeing the Slime's mouth puff out, Tang Lie became even more smug. He had no intention of ending the fight quickly, only wishing to humiliate Chen Shu further.
*Whoosh whoosh whoosh*
A gust of wind echoed from the arena. The others paid it no mind,
but Shen Wushuang paused slightly. A faint smile then appeared on his lips as he looked at the arena with anticipation.
If it were in line with Chen Shu's personality, he would have surrendered long ago if he couldn't win. Why would he suffer losses for nothing?
Indeed, Chen Shu hated two things most in his life. The first was suffering a loss himself, and the second was not making others suffer a loss!
Could this "shit slime" have exploded from anger?
Tang Lie's gaze shifted to Chen Shu, his face filled with pleasure, wanting to see Chen Shu's expression.
"Young Master Tang, let's move away. What if it explodes and it's all just shit?"
"Look at its round appearance, it probably thinks it can fly like a balloon!"
Wang Yun and another person echoed Tang Lie, constantly sneering, trying to provoke Chen Shu.
Just as the three were being arrogant, a voice suddenly emerged.
*Bang!*
At this moment, a violent collision occurred on the stage.
"Huh?"
Tang Lie abruptly turned his head. The next instant, he was dumbfounded and muttered, "My bird… it's gone??"
The Wind-Chasing Beast was spitting blood, its eyes almost popping out.
Beside it, a terrifyingly huge yellow sphere was flying at extreme speed!
This was the true embodiment of a meat missile!
"No, no, why am I hallucinating? How can a Slime fly?"
Tang Lie shook his head, rubbed his eyes, and looked back at the arena.
"Is this hallucination lasting this long?"
Tang Lie frowned, shaking his head vigorously, trying to sober up.
Before long, the Wind-Chasing Beast had vanished. The Slime also sat down on the ground, seemingly not having moved at all.
Tang Lie breathed a sigh of relief, "I knew it, it was just a hallucination."
"Huh? Where's my Wind-Chasing Beast?"
He frowned, his gaze sweeping across the arena, trying to locate the Wind-Chasing Beast.
Wang Yun said in a low voice, "Young Master Tang, it's not a hallucination. That was real just now."
Hong Ming hadn't expected his words to become a prophecy. He explained similarly, "Yes, we all saw it. That Slime really took off."
"Impossible! Then where's my Wind-Chasing Beast?"
Tang Lie's brow furrowed; he couldn't believe it.
A behemoth that could fly, and fly so fast? Absurd! The greatest absurdity in the world!
"It's either kissing the ground or kissing the Slime's butt."
Tang Lie's eyes widened, and he immediately looked at the Slime on the stage.
The Slime's body wriggled back and forth, as if it were crushing something.
"You're cheating!"
Tang Lie was furious; he simply couldn't accept this outcome.
How could the previously arrogant Wind-Chasing Beast be instantly crushed by the Slime?!
"What did I cheat with? Did I install a flight device on the Slime? Or did I use a skill to make you as idiotic as this?"
Tang Lie clenched his fists. The Wind-Chasing Beast couldn't use any skills and could only endure the merciless crushing.
Chen Shu crossed his arms and sneered, "You want to shit on the Slime's head? I'll have to push your intestines out!"
"Alright! Chen Shu wins!"
Shen Wushuang stepped forward and decisively announced the result.
As an experienced Black Iron Beastmaster, he could see the battle situation at a glance.
The Slime definitely possessed a sealing skill; otherwise, the Wind-Chasing Beast wouldn't have been so powerless.
At this moment, his eyes held a look of shock.
An F-grade Slime not only possessed the divine skill of Gigantification but had also comprehended a sealing skill, which was extremely rare.
Most importantly, Chen Shu's control over skills was evident. He could easily see the essence of flight,
which was definitely the result of combining multiple skills.
Let alone rookie Beastmasters, even Black Iron grade Beastmasters might not be able to master skill combinations.
Shen Wushuang could only exclaim, "Talent! Unparalleled talent!"
Then, he sighed inwardly. He had to write down the Slime's potential rating.
Otherwise, forget an A-grade, even if Chen Shu had a B-grade contracted spirit, he would have found ways to cultivate him into a student of Huaxia Academy.
"Teacher, wait! Don't announce the result so quickly!"
Chen Shu walked to Shen Wushuang's side and whispered, "Teacher, can we discuss something?"
"Hmm? What is it?"
Shen Wushuang frowned, a vague sense of unease growing in his heart.
Chen Shu, having prepared himself, said, "Let's be clear, I'm discussing amicably, with no ill intentions! I swear!"
"You speak first."
Chen Shu quickly said, "Can my Slime beat up your contracted spirit? Don't worry! I'll be careful with my actions!"
Shen Wushuang's expression turned calm as he said, "Oh? Is that all?"
Chen Shu cautiously said, "And please, would you step down and give the younger generation a chance? I want to be the head teacher of the special training class!"
Following that, he clasped his hands over his head, fearing he would be beaten.
But nothing happened.
Chen Shu removed his hands and saw Shen Wushuang with a blank expression, even nodding with a smile.
"Then let's begin with the first request!"
With that, a giant snake instantly appeared on the stage, its aura far surpassing that of the students' contracted spirits.
The Slime offered no resistance, instantly ensnared by the giant snake. Its previously impenetrable defense was shattered in an instant.
Chen Shu's mouth twitched, and he recalled the Slime into his Beastmaster Space.
"Truly a disgrace to teachers. I just wanted to beat up your contracted spirit a bit and then ask you to resign.
Are these demands too much?"
Shen Wushuang smiled faintly and said, "You still want me to resign?"
Chen Shu chuckled nervously, "Teacher, I was joking, just joking…"
"Alright!" Shen Wushuang stepped onto the stage, retracting the giant snake.
"Today's competition is over. The top three results are Chen Shu, Tang Lie, and Xu Xiaoyu. I will rank the rest based on their combat performance."
Although the top three rankings were set, the remaining places required further arrangement, as they were all losers who hadn't competed against each other.
"Honestly, regarding your performance today, I have only one word to say, and that is rotten! Worse than burnt food from the kitchen!"
Shen Wushuang's expression turned serious, and he said, "The vast majority of your fights were like children playing house."
"Tang Lie, your combat performance was like an idiot's. You had a natural advantage but were easily overturned by Chen Shu. Reflect on yourself!"
"Xu Xiaoyu, when your Firebird used the Fireball skill, you could have temporarily stopped using it to find an opportunity to fire again, but you spat them out all at once, completely wasting the skill!"
"Chen Shu, your… your Slime is too ugly!"
Chen Shu: "Then I'll leave?"
ps: I'm not sure if I can write the next chapter. I'll do my best, don't have too high expectations, I'm a bit tired.
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