A mont later, the match began.
Chen Shu didn't hesitate—he had the Sli use Gigantification right from the start.
Not out of caution, of course. He just wanted to burst out of that shirt.
The 666 Potion Company's fashion sense was absolutely criminal. The shirt they'd designed was so ugly that Ugly itself would've opened the door and said "Welco ho."
Staring up at the nearly twenty-ter behemoth, everyone present was stunned!
The gap between the Dark Elent Spirit and the Sli was absurd—one sit and the spirit would probably go flying.
"The pressure this thing gives off... no wonder he dared to challenge all six schools."
"I've never seen a Sli this ridiculous."
BOOM!
The Golden Sli didn't hesitate—it launched its Charge skill head-on.
"Smash right through it!"
The Sli barreled forward like a colossal tank, its speed impossibly fast. The power of a Level 7 Charge was on full display.
Forget Apprentice Beast Tars—even Silver-rank contract spirits might not have a skill at that level.
Li Xuan's expression turned grave, but he didn't panic.
The Dark Elent Spirit's body began radiating a deep, eerie glow.
The next mont, the Sli's massive body passed straight through it.
"Hm? A Phasing skill?"
Chen Shu blinked in surprise. He hadn't expected the opponent to have comprehended such a clutch survival skill.
"As expected of Third High's genius—the rare Phasing skill. That's one that never becos obsolete."
As contract spirits leveled up, their older skills would gradually beco obsolete.
Both their effects and damage would fall behind—unless the skill level was high enough to keep pace.
But not everyone had cheats.
"Cool skill. Too bad it's still useless."[1]
Chen Shu shook his head. The Sli screeched to a halt and imdiately charged back in the opposite direction.
Its massive body ramd back and forth through the Dark Elent Spirit, the entire platform rumbling from the impacts.
The crowd stared blankly at the stage, completely dumbstruck.
"Why does its Charge last this long? Did soone install an oversized gas tank?"
"Beats ..."
Li Xuan's face had gone pale. No matter where the Dark Elent Spirit fled, the Sli followed like a shadow—like a giant plaster you couldn't peel off.
The mont Phasing's duration ran out, his defeat was certain.
"Surrender."
The teacher spoke up, having seen the gap between them at a glance.
Li Xuan sighed and recalled his Dark Elent Spirit. Leaving the platform ant an automatic forfeit.
Chen Shu's first bout at Third High ended in victory. Everyone had witnessed the Sli's overwhelming strength.
A-rank contract spirits simply couldn't compete.
"What kind of contract spirit is that, exactly?"
The Special Training Class teacher stared at Chen Shu, deep confusion in her eyes.
His spirit's stats and skills were absurd, and on top of that, he was a Level 8 Beast Tar.
Unless sothing unexpected happened, nobody in Nanjiang City could beat him.
The others turned to look as well, equally baffled.
"A Golden Sli."
Chen Shu spread his hands, the picture of innocence.
With that, he pulled a loudspeaker from his backpack, set it on the ground, and hit play on a pre-recorded ssage.
"Next! Next!"
"..."
Everyone's mouths twitched. This guy was begging for a beating.
Chen Shu flashed a grin and locked his gaze on Wang Teng below.
"Brother Wang Teng, you're up!"
"Hmph!"
Wang Teng scoffed coldly. "As I have said—I, Wang Teng, have never known defeat in my entire life!"[2]
"And in this battle, I... forfeit!"
"..."
Everyone stared, jaws hanging open.
Holy crap, he straight-up surrendered. So THAT was the secret to his undefeated record?
The Special Training Class teacher didn't force the issue. When defeat was a foregone conclusion, there was no point in fighting.
"C'mon, sobody step up! At this rate I can't even fill the show's runti. I'd be embarrassed to cash those sponsor checks!"
Chen Shu shook his head, looking almost disappointed.
If it hadn't been for all the caras watching, they probably would've thrown him out already.
"Tell you what—how about all of you co at at once? If you win, I'll hand over forty High-Grade Beast Orbs. If you lose, just give twenty."
"Kid, you've gone too far!"
Third High's principal stepped forward, feeling the trampling of his very soul.
His face flushed with anger. "At our Third High, everyone's a genius! We have six students with A-rank contract spirits alone, and the remaining fourteen all have B-rank spirits. Our combat strength is formidable beyond asure—"
Chen Shu cut in. "So you're accepting the bet?"
"Absolutely not! You think I'm stupid? I already know what happened to Nanjiang First High."
"..." Chen Shu's mouth twitched. "Then why'd you hype up your students like that..."
The principal said nothing. They were in front of the dia—of course he had to talk up his school a little.
Chen Shu waved a hand. "Fine, forget the bet. All of you, co at ! A-rank and B-rank, everyone at once!!"
Third High's Special Training Class didn't have a single Level 8 Beast Tar.
Only five were Level 7, and both Li Xuan and Wang Teng had already bowed out.
The rest were Level 6—barely a threat.
Another chaotic brawl began.
"Goo-gii!"
The Sli opened with Dragon's Roar, stunning the enemies, then ramd three contract spirits off the platform before they could recover.
The battle erupted!
Chen Shu, wanting to put on a dominant show, focused on commanding the Sli with precision.
In the distance, six contract spirits with elental skills fired simultaneously.
Fireballs, ice shards, lightning orbs—a barrage of projectiles hurtled toward the Sli's massive body.
Chen Shu had already spotted them coming. With pinpoint prediction, he sent the Sli airborne just in ti, narrowly dodging the entire volley.
A flying Sli was even more terrifying.
If it dropped without warning, anyone caught underneath would be crushed to paste.
The crowd scrambled backward, putting as much distance from the arena as possible.
"Keep ramming!"
Whooo... Whooo...
The Sli snored away while soaring through the air, knocking out several contract spirits with each dive and slam.
The battle was a complete blowout. There was no suspense whatsoever.
"I'm done!"
"Sa! This is pointless."
"Let him put on his one-man show."
The Special Training Class students recalled their contract spirits one by one, choosing to forfeit outright.
They weren't even on the sa level.
My attacks can't break your defense. Your attacks one-shot . What the hell are we supposed to do?!
Soone sighed. "The gap in strength is just too wide."
If all twenty Special Training Class students had been Level 8 Beast Tars, they could've won with a combined assault.
But most of them were a full two levels below Chen Shu. The difference was too much to overco.
"Next! Next!"
The loudspeaker at Chen Shu's feet kept blaring, but the only sound left on the platform was the Sli's snoring.
One morning.
That was all it took for Chen Shu to finish his conquest of Nanjiang Third High.
After that, it was mostly interviews with Nanjiang TV.
Chen Shu said whatever popped into his head without a second thought. They could always edit it in post.
That evening, Chen Shu returned to his dorm at Nanjiang Second High.
"Old Xie, what are the odds at?"
Xie Sunan's face was a mask of shock. "What the hell did you do?! The odds shot up to 5:1 today. That ans the vast majority of people think you can steamroll every other school."
Chen Shu shrugged. "Just beat the crap out of Third High."
Videos were definitely circulating online by now. Once people saw his strength, they'd naturally bet on him winning, and the odds would shift accordingly.
"By the way, is the bookie legit? They won't take the money and run?"
"Should be fine. The platform just takes a handling fee. No matter the outco, they can't lose—why would they run?"
Chen Shu grinned. "Before tonight's deadline—ten million on to lose! Old Xie, use your na to place it!"
This ti, he was going to bleed Nanjiang City's wealthy dry.
This was what you called robbing the rich to feed the poor!
[1] 然并卵 (rán bìng luǎn): Abbreviation of "然而并没有什么卵用" (However, it's of no f***ing use). Gaming community shorthand for dismissing sothing that sounds impressive but is ultimately pointless.
[2] "I, Wang Teng, have never known defeat": The na "Wang Teng" and this grandiose declaration reference the character Wang Teng from Chen Dong's webnovel Shrouding the Heavens (遮天), famous for his arrogant boasts. This novel's Wang Teng deliberately shares the na as a running joke—and the punchline is that his "undefeated record" cos from forfeiting every fight he can't win.
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