San Feng 11

Chapter 752 Fang Sijie, Does Chen Shu Have Any Good Qualities?

The global audience's arguments became extremely heated for a moment,

Each side cheered for their supported contestant, creating utter chaos.

It wasn't until the match was about to begin that the audience ceased their debates and focused on the competition.

"Defeat him and avenge this humiliation!"

Takahashi Issuke muttered, not daring to let Chen Shu hear him...

At this moment, the six contracted spirits on the field faced each other, awaiting the retraction of the central barrier.

"Some skill."

Chen Shu touched his chin, looking at the opponent's contracted spirits.

A massive black python stood upright, its scales ferocious with a metallic sheen.

Most striking was that it possessed five heads, its appearance incredibly bizarre, yet its aura was even more potent than that of an ordinary SS+ contracted spirit.

While it hadn't achieved the qualitative leap of SSS, it had clearly evolved once, albeit unsuccessfully.

Beside the giant python were two equally ferocious contracted spirits:

One was a green crocodile, and the other a black hound!

The potential ratings for these two spirits were SS and S+ respectively, also considered extremely rare contracted spirits!

Judging solely by potential ratings, the gap between the two sides was undeniably vast.

"This is unwinnable! They're not even in the same league!"

"It seems the person from China only has strong physical attributes; his contracted spirits appear average..."

Contestants from some smaller nations, lacking detailed knowledge of Chen Shu, were universally unimpressed at this moment, convinced that Takahashi Issuke would emerge victorious.

"This guy's going to be a one-and-done."

A Liang yawned and said, "Any guesses how long it'll take?"

"Two minutes!"

Wang Jue stated calmly, "I'll bet a box of oral liquid. Anyone in?"

"Get outta here!"

Everyone's mouths twitched, and they outright refused. This stuff likely made one more delirious the more they drank...

"I bet one minute!"

Just then, a contestant from Africa overheard their conversation and walked over, saying,

"He can last a minute at most!"

"One minute is too short?"

Ji Feng shook his head and asked, "Bro, I didn't expect you to be a fan of Chen Shu too?"

"Huh? Who's Chen Shu?"

The person froze, then replied, "I said he'll be defeated in one minute!"

"..."

A Liang and the others' mouths twitched. This guy clearly hadn't woken up yet.

"Don't you really think the number one rank in China lacks substance?"

Ji Feng turned to look. Even he, with his arrogance, only managed third place.

To look down on Chen Shu like this was essentially slapping him in the face, wasn't it?

"The potential ratings are too low!"

The African contestant stated plainly, "If I were to fight, thirty seconds would be enough!"

"Enough already!"

Wang Jue shook his head, feeling a bit speechless.

His eyes darted, as if a thought had occurred to him, "How about we make a bet?"

"How do you want to bet?"

The African contestant showed some interest. "I don't take bets that are too small!"

Wang Jue smiled and said, "Let's not go too big. How about a billion?"

"??"

The African contestant's breath hitched, then he responded, "How about a hundred billion? A billion and a hundred billion make no difference to me!"

"???"

In an instant, everyone looked over with surprise in their eyes. Was Africa really that wealthy?

However, his next sentence drew boos from everyone.

The African contestant cleared his throat and said, "Because I don't have either!"

"..."

Wang Jue's mouth twitched. "Then forget it!"

"Do you really think a billion is something you can just throw around!"

The African contestant said, his eyes also filled with incomprehension. In this era, could a billion be spoken of so casually?

For a Silver Beast Tamer, a billion was already akin to a true treasure, a significant fortune.

Those who could easily produce a billion were either geniuses from prominent families or fierce individuals like Chen Shu...

Wang Jue pouted and said, "Then why did you say small bets weren't acceptable? Were you just bluffing?"

"You?!"

The African contestant's eyes immediately showed displeasure. "This is all I have! The core material of a Gold Lord!"

"Alright! Then we bet!"

Wang Jue quickly nodded and said, "I'll bet five hundred million! I bet Chen Shu wins within five minutes. If he fails, the five hundred million are yours!"

"Can you really come up with that much money?"

"Don't worry! I'm a student at Huaxia University!"

Wang Jue declared, "I'd sell the school to cover it for you!"

"..."

A Liang and the others' mouths twitched. They were learning bad habits from Chen Shu, weren't they?

Fang Si shook her head and said, "Wang Jue, can't you learn some of Chen Pi's good qualities?"

Wang Jue paused upon hearing this and then posed a profound question:

"Sister Fang Si, does Chen Shu have any good qualities?"

"..."

Fang Si's eyes widened instantly, rendering her speechless...

At this moment, the barrier on the battle stage had been removed, and the contracted spirits were about to commence their battle!

Hiss hiss hiss!

The five-headed snake roared, its body enveloped in a faint glow as it charged with incredible speed.

Simultaneously, the black hound and giant crocodile beside it leaped up, landing on two of the snake's heads.

Clearly, all three contracted spirits were melee-focused and inclined towards offense, earning them the title of a "cleaver team."

Facing such a powerful offensive, Chen Shu's contracted spirits remained utterly unfazed.

"Goojeep!"

Little Huang was still sound asleep, completely ignoring the enemies.

As for Erha, it was kicking its own head, entering its ultimate self-tangling mode...

The last one, a plump rabbit, actually squatted and started scratching itself publicly, which even a pervert would find a bit perverted...

But the three contracted spirits were nothing compared to the main concern: Chen Shu on the battle stage!

He was seen with vacant eyes, occasionally chuckling to himself, a sound that sent chills down one's spine...

"What the hell! He's having another episode?"

Liu Feng couldn't help but rub his head at this sight. Having an episode at such a crucial moment, what was he doing?

However, due to the technological shield of the battle stage, no sound from outside could penetrate, leaving them only able to worry anxiously.

"He's completely ignoring me!"

Takahashi Issuke felt insulted.

But a flicker of excitement stirred within him. If being insulted led to victory, he'd rather be insulted continuously...

Roar!

In an instant, the three contracted spirits lunged forward simultaneously, preparing to tear apart the large yellow sphere before them!

"It's over! It's going to explode!"

Most of the global audience couldn't help but cover their eyes, as if they had already witnessed the slime's fate.

Although it was a low-level contracted spirit, its cute appearance had endeared it to many girls.

Now, facing such a tragic end was naturally not what they wished to see.

Bang bang bang——

With a series of ear-piercing clangs and a blinding flash of light, everyone was stunned.

"Holy crap, is this big round ball made of iron!"

The audience exclaimed in unison, their eyes filled with shock.

The slime had sustained no injuries at all; its defense hadn't even been breached.

Instead, Takahashi Issuke's three contracted spirits suffered injuries, their claws and teeth bleeding.

"How is this possible?"

Takahashi Issuke's eyes widened, leaving him utterly bewildered.

This was beyond ridiculous!

Wasn't he the one attacking? How did he end up covered in blood?