"Inheritance Skill?!"
Chen Shu frowned, looking up at Jona.
He had fought Long Jiang of the Hua Nation's Beast Taming family in the Kyoto Douling Field, and the opponent also possessed an inheritance skill.
Unfortunately, Chen Shu had taken some medicine back then and had directly beaten him soundly.
Inheritance skills were bestowed by King-tier Beast Tamers on the verge of death to their juniors,
but it required a blood relation between the two, and the contracted spirits had to be of the same species.
Although inheritance skills were powerful, at this level of competition, they couldn't play a decisive role.
This was because if the contracted spirit's grade was insufficient, it couldn't unleash the might of a King-tier skill, and might even be inferior to a Silver Monarch skill.
However, Jona's inheritance skill was different; she had managed to unleash most of its power.
"Fang Si won't be an easy opponent; it's a supportive inheritance skill,"
Qin Tian muttered to himself. He had thought there was a chance of winning, but in the end, it was all in vain.
With the boost from the inheritance skill, the current Angel was a genuine Golden contracted spirit!
Whether it was attack power, defense, speed, or other attributes, it was Golden grade, even slightly stronger than an average Golden First Star.
Anton from the Snow Nation shook his head and said,
"Young people nowadays are monstrous!"
The other spectators also marveled, no wonder the Free Alliance was so confident in winning the championship.
Chen Shu was gazing intently at the competition platform when a voice suddenly came from behind him:
"Aside from a certain monster, Jona's talent truly stands out amongst everyone here."
"Hmm? Who's stating the obvious?"
Chen Shu turned to look and saw a medical staff member pushing a wheelchair, walking slowly beside him.
Liu Feng was sitting in the wheelchair, his face a bit pale, but his injuries had recovered considerably.
"Doctor, is he alright?"
Chen Shu asked, a hint of concern in his eyes.
"He's fine, just lost a lot of blood, so his immunity is low. Also, the climate on the island is too cold, so he might have a slight fever."
"What? He's directly burning?"
With that said, Chen Shu directly took out an exquisite-looking urn, which even had a black and white photo pasted on it...
"???"
Liu Feng's eyes widened instantly, staring blankly at Chen Shu.
The others also turned to look, their expressions incredibly strange.
It was truly outrageous! You actually prepared a photo for the urn?!
Chen Shu smiled slightly and said,
"Teacher, everything else is fleeting; this is the eternal home..."
"Get lost!"
Liu Feng's mouth twitched, and he immediately turned his head away, ignoring Chen Shu.
He was indeed a little scared; what if he was actually sent away...
Chen Shu pouted; who told him to call him a monster...
Just then, a battle appeared on the competition platform again!
Hah!
The golden light surrounding the Angel dissipated, but it was now adorned with golden armor, its eyes radiating an invincible aura.
It flapped its wings and instantly vanished from its spot, as if teleporting.
Bang!
A golden longsword was unleashed, causing the defensive divine skills of the three contracted spirits to tremble slightly, but they did not break.
The Frost Dragon roared and spewed a stream of ultimate frost at the opponent!
The Angel's expression was indifferent; it flapped its wings and directly ignored the frost!
Clearly, it was in a state of "Overlord Body."
The Scarlet Flame Dragon also unleashed its skill, but it couldn't hit at all.
Time gradually passed, and the defensive divine skills were constantly struck, becoming increasingly precarious.
Finally, with a 'bang,' Fang Si's divine skill, [Unsolvable Defense], was completely shattered!
"Now, it's my turn!"
Jona smiled slightly, signaling the Angel to attack with its sword.
Having had two contracted spirits eliminated consecutively, she naturally felt displeased.
But as the Angel tightened its grip on the longsword, the three dragon-type contracted spirits in front of it instantly disappeared.
"Hmm?"
Jona was slightly taken aback, then she understood.
"You recalled them?"
"Since we can't win, there's no point."
Fang Si smiled faintly. Her skills had been mostly used, and she essentially had no chance of winning, so it was better to surrender directly.
"You..."
Jona's expression froze; she felt like she had punched cotton.
She was just about to unleash her might, but the opponent simply gave up...
Fang Si calmly left the competition platform. Although she had lost, it was all within her expectations.
Her performance in this battle had been outstanding enough!
The surrounding spectators looked towards Jona, who had secured the victory, even letting out cheers.
Fang Si walked through the noisy crowd and arrived at the Hua Nation's area.
"Fang Si, you fought well."
Qin Tian came down, his eyes filled with admiration.
"Yes, if not for her inheritance skill, you would have definitely won."
A Liang and others came over, offering comfort.
"I'm fine..."
Fang Si smiled, not letting the defeat affect her mindset.
"No, when I lost, why didn't you comfort me..."
Ji Feng, standing beside them, drooped his head, feeling a bit unbalanced.
He had even recognized everyone around him, yet not one of them paid him any attention...
"Little Ji, how can you compare yourself to her?!"
Chen Shu said, "Wasn't stopping at the top sixteen expected for you?"
"..."
Ji Feng's mouth twitched; his goal was indeed the top sixteen...
"Huh, Chen Shu?!"
Fang Si turned her head and immediately saw the urn in his arms and the black and white photo on it...
She covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief, and said,
"Professor Liu, you couldn't hold on in the end..."
Chen Shu was slightly startled, then he understood that Fang Si had misunderstood.
He didn't explain, but instead sighed and offered comfort,
"Alas... my condolences, my condolences..."
"..."
The people nearby twitched their mouths.
Are you two determined to send Liu Feng away today?
Bang!
Just then, Chen Shu stumbled, almost falling over.
Liu Feng glared at Chen Shu, his hands moving rapidly, almost making the wheelchair spark.
Boom—
The wheelchair swiftly crashed again, directly charging towards Chen Shu.
"No, Teacher, I was wrong..."
Chen Shu's expression changed in surprise; how could a wheelchair be so fast?
"I'm going to beat you to death today!"
Liu Feng's expression turned fierce, sparks flying from his wheelchair as he sped towards the notorious bandit in front of him.