Fang Sijie, hurry up! Chen Shu didn't explain much.
That Black Armored Beetle clearly put on a show. Its eyes looked ferocious, but it kept glancing around, obviously looking for an escape route.
Compared to Chen Shu, an escape master, it was far inferior.
Fang Si nodded, letting Crimson Flame Dragon take the lead in pursuit, while she and Frost Dragon followed behind.
All Black Iron tier Beast Masters had a habit: always keep a contracted spirit by their side, otherwise accidents could happen easily.
Chen Shu climbed a tall tree and looked towards the hotel in the distance.
He had expected the Black Armored Beetles to be wreaking havoc at the hotel, but he only saw a massive dark silhouette flying in the sky, with a person clearly standing on it.
Had the Spirit Suppression Bureau arrived?
Chen Shu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed the Black Armored Beetle swarm had died in vain.
At this moment, Fang Si was in hot pursuit. The Black Armored Beetle Lord was extremely fast, but fortunately, Crimson Flame Dragon had left a fire mark, allowing her to track it from afar.
Tonight, she would kill a Lord-tier fierce beast single-handedly!
Time slowly passed.
Just then, Fang Si's expression suddenly froze.
She saw Crimson Flame Dragon ahead stop in its tracks, its eyes filled with confusion as it scanned its surroundings.
"The mark disappeared?" Fang Si frowned.
There were only two possibilities: the Black Armored Beetle had a skill to eliminate marks, or it was dead!
If it was the former, the Black Armored Beetle Lord would have eliminated it long ago.
The fire mark was not hidden at all; it was an inextinguishable flame on its shell. The opponent couldn't have missed it.
That left only the second possibility.
"It's dead?"
Fang Si's eyes gazed into the night sky ahead. Did someone dare to snatch food from her mouth?
Thump, thump, thump!
Just then, four red lights appeared in front, gradually approaching Fang Si.
Crimson Flame Dragon's body tensed, letting out low growls.
"So the legendary genius is just so-so."
A young man in a trench coat, with a refined demeanor, slowly walked over.
Roar!
Crimson Flame Dragon's eyes burned with fighting spirit, spewing out wisps of flame, its gaze locked onto the contracted spirit beside the young man.
A large dog with two heads stood tall, its scarlet pupils filled with ferocity, its aura equally powerful.
It was the S-class Twin-Headed Demonic Dog!
Fang Si's eyes narrowed, and she said calmly, "Su Han from the third year?"
"It's my honor to be remembered by a genius," Su Han smiled gently and tossed something in his hand.
"The Black Armored Beetle you want!"
Fang Si looked down at her feet. It was the Black Armored Beetle Lord, which had died not long ago, but its body was shattered, clearly indicating that the important materials had already been extracted.
"You dare to steal my prey?"
Crimson Flame Dragon and Frost Dragon stepped forward. Despite their injuries, they still appeared ferocious.
"What? Want to try me?"
Su Han sneered. The space above his head cracked, and a large azure bird flew out.
"Another S-class contracted spirit, the Wind Spirit Finch. It's rumored to have a trace of the Azure Bird's bloodline, no weaker than Dragon-type contracted spirits."
Huaxia Academy gathered geniuses from all over the country; it wasn't only Fang Si who possessed two S-class contracted spirits.
The two sides entered a standoff.
Mount Tai Green was exceptionally cold at night, but neither of them moved.
Su Han stood with his arms crossed, wanting to see if the legendary school genius dared to make a move.
Time ticked by.
Fang Si maintained her indifferent expression throughout, without any change.
The two seemed to be locked in another kind of confrontation.
The night was silent, and they were even more silent.
Su Han remained in place. The night breeze swept past, rustling his trench coat, making him appear incredibly mysterious and dashing.
But at this moment, a change occurred.
"Look out!"
A booming shout rang out. A figure appeared behind Su Han with uncanny stealth.
"Damn it! Ambushed!"
Su Han's reaction was swift. His two contracted spirits were about to return to protect their master,
but Fang Si's twin dragons were already waiting, holding them tightly.
The four contracted spirits instantly erupted into a fierce battle!
Su Han felt as if he had been wrapped in something.
It was Chen Shu who had appeared behind Su Han stealthily.
After Chen Shu trapped him, he retreated without engaging.
The opponent was a Black Iron tier Beast Master; he couldn't possibly win, likely being sent flying with a single punch.
Now it was Zhang Dali's turn to enter the stage. He tightly gripped a giant iron pot with both hands, using his legs as his waist and his waist as his hands, spinning his body a full three hundred and sixty degrees.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The iron pot in his hands made a sharp whistling sound as it cut through the air.
Zhang Dali roared, "Go to hell!"
Clang!
Just as Su Han was about to lift the urea bag, his head buzzed.
His head was hard, but the iron pot was harder!
After all, this was a pot specifically used for cooking fierce beast meat!
Zhang Dali's attack was also extremely precise, knocking Su Han unconscious with one blow.
Without their master's consciousness, the two contracted spirits instantly returned to the beast-taming space.
The three men's coordination was impeccable, completing the task in almost the blink of an eye, truly perfect.
Fang Si's indifferent expression could no longer be maintained, a smile playing on her lips.
She walked over, kicked Su Han, and said, "I was waiting for support, what were you waiting for?"
"So young, don't know the ways of the world," Chen Shu shook his head, sighing. "Do you have the strength to compete with us?"
The three pulled down Su Han's backpack and found the materials of the Black Armored Beetle Lord inside.
"Let's go!"
Fang Si kicked him a few more times, preparing to leave.
"Wait!" Da Feng Novel
Chen Shu's mouth curved into a wicked smile as he quickly began stripping Su Han's clothes.
Fang Si's eyes widened. "Are you a pervert?"
"What are you thinking? You turn around first."
Su Han was soon left with only his underwear, resembling a naked little lamb.
Zhang Dali said, "He's wearing pink? What a pervert."
The two covered him with the urea bag and threw all of Su Han's other clothes down the mountain.
"Let's go!"
Chen Shu then clapped his hands, ready to leave.
Fang Si's mouth twitched. "You two are really something!"
Tomorrow morning, Su Han would either descend the mountain wearing pink underwear or in a urea bag.
Either way, it would be the ultimate social death.
It was estimated that Su Han would spend tomorrow searching online for which planet was suitable for living.
Chen Shu chuckled, "Who told him to show off? Wearing a trench coat in the middle of summer, so ostentatious! He probably thought he was the main character!"