usatvline Ch. 79 - Flying Freely Over Your Grave
Ch. 79 - Flying Freely Over Your Grave
Chen Shu thought for a moment and decided to go with the first option. All-Elemental Resistance was way more tempting."What's your level?" Chen Shu narrowed his eyes, probing.
Zhu Dabai sneered. "Not that high—Level 8 Beast Tamer!"
Definitely not someone to mess with. Chen Shu thought to himself.
Since the guy was here to take Spirit Chef University's independent exam, he had to be around their age. Xu Xiaoyu, the top student at Nanjiang Second High, was only a Level 7 Beast Tamer, yet this guy was already Level 8.
The gap between Nanjiang City and the Capital really was massive.
"Fine! I'll fight you!"
Chen Shu thought it over. This was actually a good chance to test the slime's strength.
Although Zhu Dabai was a Level 8 Beast Tamer, his contract spirit's potential rating definitely wasn't high—otherwise, why would he be applying to Spirit Chef University?
Most likely, he'd been pumped up to Level 8 through sheer resource stacking.
"You checked his background, right?"
Zhu Dabai's eyes held a trace of caution as he asked his bodyguard again.
He couldn't help it—even though the Zhu family's influence was enormous, this was the Capital. You might run into a big shot just buying a youtiao.[1]
The bodyguard nodded. "Checked. He's from some small city down south."
They were all thinking: Blame yourselves for walking right into the young master's crosshairs.
Chen Shu lowered his voice. "Dali, if I lose, watch my signal and just run! Don't look back!"
He was only a Level 6 Beast Tamer. Fighting someone two levels above him, the odds weren't great.
Everything depended on how strong the opponent's contract spirit was.
The group headed to Spirit Chef University's Beast Taming Arena.
Zhu Dabai summoned his contract spirit—and it turned out to be a huge white pig with wings!
"Uh..."
Chen Shu and Zhang Dali immediately snickered.
Holy crap, this thing was even more comedic than his own slime!
The Flying Pig flapped its wings, huffing and puffing as it struggled up to about five meters in the air.
"I never would have expected you to possess such a rare flying contract spirit! This humble one[2]—pfft..."
Chen Shu cupped his fists in a formal gesture as he spoke, but couldn't finish his sentence before bursting into laughter.
The rage in Zhu Dabai's eyes intensified. "You'll regret that soon enough!"
"I'm already regretting it right now—hold on a sec!"
Chen Shu clutched his stomach, feeling like he was about to laugh himself into a cramp.
Despite having mastered all his high school knowledge, he had no memory of this Flying Pig. Could it be some newly mutated contract spirit?
Ten minutes later, Chen Shu finally steadied himself and summoned the Golden Slime.
Zhu Dabai sneered. "Your contract spirit isn't much better, is it?"
Although the Flying Pig only had an E-rank potential rating, the Golden Slime was F-rank. That made him feel a bit more balanced.
Both contract spirits were now on the field, but there was no bloody battle like one might expect. Instead, they just stared at each other.
From the very start, they'd fallen into a stalemate—like two decorative pets facing off.
Chen Shu extended his right hand and curled his index finger in a beckoning gesture. "Come at me!"
"Hmph! I'll show you the power of the Flying Pig."
Zhu Dabai snorted coldly and immediately ordered his contract spirit to use a skill.
The Flying Pig's mouth suddenly puffed up round, and in an instant, an invisible air bullet shot out.
WHAM!
The slime's body tumbled backward several meters. Its big eyes glared with fury.
But unfortunately, it couldn't fly—all it could do was glare helplessly.
WHAM! WHAM!
The Flying Pig's air bullets weren't very powerful, but they had an extremely short cooldown, continuously bombarding the slime.
"Looks like you're going to lose."
A smile appeared at the corner of Zhu Dabai's mouth. The slime had powerful defense, but at this rate, defeat was inevitable.
Chen Shu frowned slightly. Despite the opponent's arrogant appearance, he'd never let his guard down.
The Flying Pig consistently maintained a safe distance from the slime.
"No choice—gotta try something."
In that instant, the Golden Slime's big eyes widened, its expression looking almost constipated. But the next moment, it launched itself upward.
"I've been expecting that."
Zhu Dabai smirked. Even if the slime was only F-rank, it couldn't possibly have zero attack skills.
The Flying Pig flapped its wings—it was about to escape the slime's attack range.
In a flash, the slime's body suddenly expanded to six times its original size, instantly transforming from a large ball into a gigantic boulder.
A massive shadow descended from above. The Flying Pig let out a panicked squeal, looking utterly terrified.
Who could have predicted its body would suddenly grow this huge?
"Shit, that's dirty!" Zhu Dabai cursed.
If the Flying Pig actually got sat on, his family might be having pork for dinner tonight...
"Use the skill!"
Zhu Dabai commanded the Flying Pig to use its life-saving ability. White light flashed in the pig's eyes.
In an instant, its fat body shrank several times over, but its wings remained the same size—the complete opposite of the slime's Gigantification.
Though its body had shrunk, its speed skyrocketed!
The Flying Pig frantically flapped its wings and escaped the slime's attack range in a flash.
Its speed absolutely exceeded that of agility-type contract spirits of the same level.
BOOM!
The massive slime completely whiffed it, the impact still causing the arena floor to tremble.
The Flying Pig's body quickly returned to normal—clearly, the skill didn't last long.
Under Zhu Dabai's command, the Flying Pig laboriously flapped its wings and flew to a height of ten meters.
Fortunately, the university's Beast Taming Arena was quite impressive, easily accommodating battles between large contract spirits.
WHAM!
Another air cannon fired over.
The slime was too slow—even if the opponent attacked with their eyes closed, they'd still hit.
The situation had returned to square one.
A smile appeared on Zhu Dabai's face. He was already preparing to beat the two of them senseless.
"Chen Pi, what's the plan?"
Zhang Dali shot him a meaningful look. He'd already packed up his pots and pans, ready to grab his stuff and bolt at any moment.
"Wait!"
Chen Shu waved his hand, signaling there was no need to panic yet.
Finally, Violent Sitting Kill finished cooling down.
In an instant, under Chen Shu's command, the slime suddenly spun around. Though it moved slowly overall, its turning speed was actually pretty fast.
The slime now had its back to the Flying Pig. Its mouth puffed up, identical to the air cannon—
It was the newly learned skill, Wind's Breath.
WHOOOOSH!
Fierce winds raged, but they had zero effect on the Flying Pig.
"It can't even aim when blowing?"
Zhu Dabai was stunned. He'd assumed the skill would be aimed at the Flying Pig.
But the next moment, the slime used Charge—also facing backward, rushing in reverse.
Then came Violent Sitting Kill. The slime's body instantly rocketed upward.
Zhu Dabai's eyes went wide, as if he'd witnessed the most terrifying thing in his life.
A slime the size of ten meters had actually gone airborne!
A flying slime?!
The little Flying Pig trembled in midair, squealing in terror. This would become the shadow haunting it for the rest of its life.
"Flying freely over your grave!"[3] Chen Shu hummed cheerfully.
Even he hadn't expected three completely unrelated skills to actually combine into something effective.
[1] Youtiao (油條) is a long, golden-brown deep-fried strip of dough, commonly eaten for breakfast in China. The phrase means even mundane activities like buying breakfast could lead to encountering powerful people in the Capital.
[2] "This humble one" (在下) is archaic/classical Chinese speech typically used in wuxia novels. Chen Shu is mockingly adopting formal martial arts courtesy before dissolving into laughter at the ridiculous Flying Pig.[3] "Flying freely over your grave" (在你的墳上，自由的飛翔) is a Chinese internet meme and dark humor song lyric used as the ultimate victory taunt—celebrating over a defeated enemy's grave.