Spirit Master Girl: Contracting with an SSS-Level School Beauty at the Start
Chapter 152: The Finals

Chapter 152: Chapter 152: The Finals

Even the Snow Lotus Sword in his hand became too unsteady to hold, falling straight to the ground.

Xiao Zhan, guarding against a sneak attack from the Snow Lotus Sword, lifted his foot ready to step on her.

But the Death Demon Scythe beside him was quicker, executing a beautiful tail sweep, striking the hilt of the sword. The hilt spun around with a heartbreaking wail.

Xiao Zhan raised an eyebrow.

Because, judging by body proportions, the position of the Snow Lotus Sword corresponded exactly with Jiang Xian’er’s face!

Well played, Ye Youlong.

A husband and wife united in heart, their strength can cut through metal!

With two slaps, Huang Fei was already thoroughly knocked unconscious, his mouth covered in blood, his face swollen like a pig’s head.

But Xiao Zhan was not about to let him off so easily.

Although he could no longer use Spirit Manipulation Energy, for fear of outright killing the bastard, he could still use pure physical strength.

Smack Smack Smack!

The crisp sound of slaps echoed on the competition platform, making the hearts of the spectating students leap with each hit.

This Xiao Zhan is ruthless, continuing to attack even after the other party has passed out.

And his wife too, when does an Artifact Spirit ever act out of its Spirit Master’s control and attack on its own?

Even if it did, you’re targeting someone else’s Artifact Spirit.

This, what the hell kind of competition is this? It’s more like a lovers’ spat.

After slapping Huang Fei to the point where even his mother wouldn’t recognize him, Xiao Zhan finally let him go.

Huang Fei collapsed on the ground like a dead dog.

This scene elicited a look of pity from the nearby judges.

Such a handsome young man, beaten into such a sorry state.

"I declare, Xiao Zhan and Ye Youlong victorious!"

To prevent Xiao Zhan from continuing to ’flog a dead horse,’ the judge made a biased judgment.

As his words fell, the venue immediately erupted into a sea of murmurs.

"If I remember correctly, weren’t Xiao Zhan and Ye Youlong only First Grade a year ago? How could they defeat Third Grade Huang Fei? Huang Fei is SSS-ranked too!"

"Huang Fei didn’t even get the chance to use his Talent Skill before Xiao Zhan killed him, it’s so pitiful!"

"Holy underdog, damn!"

All kinds of voices, without exception, were surprised by Xiao Zhan’s performance.

Except for Zhao Long.

His face darkened at this moment, watching his former rival show off his divine might on the competition platform, getting all the attention.

And himself?

He didn’t even have the courage to sign up!

The gap between him and Xiao Zhan was growing ever wider, throwing the balance in his heart off-kilter.

A year ago, he was on the same starting line as Xiao Zhan.

But now, he had left himself far behind.

This feeling was even worse than seeing his brother driving a Range Rover!

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly hardened.

He grabbed a girl beside him and walked out.

The girl was also beautiful, confused by Zhao Long’s sudden behavior, "What are you doing..."

"Going to sign a Life and Death Contract."

The girl’s steps halted abruptly.

Zhao Long turned his head to look at her, "What, you’re not willing?"

"I’m willing, more than willing."

The girl immediately nodded like a pecking chicken, overjoyed, "Whether in poverty or in wealth, in sickness or in health, I..."

"Enough, stop acting."

Zhao Long turned and led her away, too embarrassed.

This woman is good in every way, just a bit of a drama queen.

On the podium.

The faces of the president and others revealed different expressions upon seeing the results.

Among them, Zhu Rong was the happiest, "Xiao Zhan is quite the lad. He seems to be at ease. It looks like this time the first place will make history."

Next to him, Zhao Jiwu’s face didn’t look too good, especially when he thought of his own son, Zhao Long, he felt even worse.

Both belonging to the younger generation, how did Zhao Long become such trash?

He himself was once an SS grade, and Ye Wuming was SSS grade, but the gap shouldn’t be this huge.

But he naturally wouldn’t concede verbally, "What’s the rush? The competition isn’t over yet. His real challenge is still to come."

"So what if it’s later? Aren’t they both Third Grade? Xiao Zhan and Ye Youlong both have double SSS grade talents; the advantage is ours."

"Talent is not everything!"

"Do you believe that?"

Zhao Jiwu choked on his response, "I believe..."

He himself sounded unconvincing as he said it.

The competition concluded.

There was no talk overnight.

The battles continued the next day. Xiao Zhan was rather lucky to encounter a pair of Third Grade A grade.

Although both were Third Grade, their actual combat strength was even inferior to Huang Fei, and Xiao Zhan defeated them with ease.

Such a result didn’t surprise the crowd too much.

After all, A grade really couldn’t compete with SSS grade, and it was normal to be defeated.

After the victory, he was officially in the finals.

There were two more matches that followed, still resulting in expected victories.

Then came the final battle.

At this moment, the two were standing on the academy’s largest battlefield, surrounded by crowds of people. Nearly all the students gathered together to watch the fight between the two strongest individuals in the academy.

Both wielded Artifact Spirits, confronting each other.

Xiao Zhan’s opponent was a rather frail-looking young man with a somewhat sinister glint in his eyes, giving off a chill and unkind aura.

His name was He Sen, and his talent level was also SSS grade.

But his Artifact Spirit was SS grade—a Silver Moon Scimitar, extremely sharp.

On him, Xiao Zhan sensed a force stronger than any other student’s.

Below.

The crowd buzzed with discussion.

"Who do you think will win this match?"

"I think it’s going to be Xiao Zhan and Ye Youlong. A dark horse is one because it can win at the end. If they can’t win, they’re not a dark horse!"

"I think He Sen will win. This guy could have broken through the Third Grade and graduated last year but deliberately suppressed his power from advancing. He is here this year aiming for the Secret Realm, and he has practiced an extra year in the Third Grade Realm; he’s much stronger than the average Third Grade."

"I also think He Sen will win. Xiao Zhan is strong, but after all, his practice time is short. A year isn’t enough time for him to break through to the Third Grade too, right?"

"I agree. Although Xiao Zhan can challenge those above his level, it’s due to his innate talent. Now that the competition is equal, it’s not certain. But the fact that he got this far is impressive already. He’s definitely going to be in first place next year."

"Hmph, a shallow perspective. Haven’t you noticed that Xiao Zhan hasn’t used his full strength all the way up here?"

"What does that matter? The time spent cultivating is evident; it’s impossible for him to win."

"Hmph, you’ll see."

At the same time, on the podium.

Several deans were also focussed intently.

On Zhu Rong’s beaming face was a full smile, "A genius is indeed a genius. Even at the same SSS grade, the difference is still significant."

"Don’t jump to conclusions; the outcome isn’t out yet," Zhao Jiwu said unconvinced.

"Do we need to wait for the result? Both SSS grade, with Xiao Zhan breaking through to the Third Grade within a year, do you think his only strength is speed?" Zhu Rong looked confident of victory.

Zhao Jiwu was somewhat silent, "I can’t deny it, but I only believe in results!"

"That’s just your last resort of stubbornness."

"You..."