vstars Ch. 152 - Brick — Cures All Forms of Defiance
Ch. 152 - Brick — Cures All Forms of Defiance
Chen Shu blinked—then didn't even hesitate."I'm not targeting anyone specifically — every last one of you is trash! Come at me together!"
The moment those words hit the air, the entire Special Training Class froze. Then came the rage — molten, brain-melting fury.
Young blood ran hot. There was no way they could stomach a provocation like this.
"You said it, not us!"
Wang Feng's eyebrow twitched upward, a glint of delight flashing in his eyes.
"Nobody do anything rash — give him exactly what he asked for. All of you, together!"
The students were reluctant, but they summoned their contract spirits all the same.
In an instant, over a dozen contract spirits materialized on the arena platform, every single one locked onto the Slime.
A flicker of excitement crossed Chen Shu's face as he quietly repositioned to the back of the arena.
The battle was about to begin.
"Crush him!"
Someone roared, and all sixteen contract spirits charged at once.
The four students whose spirits had already taken damage sat this one out — their contract spirits were in no shape to fight.
Chen Shu was in no rush. The Slime slowly closed its eyes and activated its exclusive skill: Sleep Kill.
The next moment, its mouth yawned wide open and unleashed a ferocious roar.
"Goo-gii!"
The adorable sound left the students below completely dumbfounded.
Then the Deterrent Roar's effect kicked in.
All sixteen contract spirits froze mid-stride.
It only lasted an instant — but that was enough. Three spirits were already sent flying by the time the others recovered.
"Roll 'em flat!"
Chen Shu grinned wide, his face splitting into a smile brimming with violence — the spitting image of a bandit.
The Slime snored away while steamrolling everything in sight, bowling through spirits like a wrecking ball on a rampage. Absolute dominion.
"Hit it with skills! It has damage reflect!"
Someone's expression shifted as they caught on to the Slime's Rebound Force.
Ten of the contract spirits fell back to range and unleashed their skills in unison.
Brilliant light filled the arena as skill after skill crashed down.
The Slime took damage, but in its Sleep Kill state, injuries had zero effect on its combat performance.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The crowd watched the chaotic melee in stunned disbelief.
The Slime rampaged without pause, tearing through them like a wolf among sheep — a one-sided beatdown, start to finish.
This fight had no technique. Only raw, overwhelming power.
"Fuck! This Slime is insanely strong!"
"I've never seen an F-rank this busted — it's gotta be an S-rank mutant Slime!"
First High's Special Training students stood slack-jawed, staring vacantly at the carnage above.
The snoring echoing from the Slime's mouth had burrowed deep into their psyche. It would haunt their nightmares for weeks.
Ten minutes.
Barely any contract spirits remained on the platform.
Chen Shu called out: "Finish it!"
The last spirit was launched off the stage by the Slime, and the grand melee came to an end.
"Received reward: Charge skill +1!"
"Golden Slime all attributes +10%!"
Completing two options in a row gave Chen Shu's Slime a significant power boost.
"Can we settle up now?"
Chen Shu turned to Wang Feng. If the man tried to welch, well — Shen Wushuang could always start digging.
"Hold on. I need to request approval from the school!"
Wang Feng's expression was still plastered with shock. The Slime's combat power had shattered everything he thought he knew.
He'd seen powerful contract spirits before. But he'd never seen one so strong it broke the laws of logic.
Multiple high-level skills paired with base attributes rivaling S-rank — all crammed into a single F-rank contract spirit.
Wang Feng racked his brain, but no answer came.
And so, in a daze, he left the Beast Taming Arena to submit his request for twenty High-Grade Beast Orbs.
"So — are we convinced now?"
Chen Shu strolled to the front of the platform and recalled the Slime to its Beast Space.
After that free-for-all, the Slime had taken its fair share of damage too. Skills were no joke — they could punch through its defenses.
Below, the students hung their heads in silence, fists clenched tight.
"Another day of beating people up..."
Chen Shu heaved a dramatic sigh, looking terribly burdened. "Honestly, you're all outstanding — the cream of the crop among your peers. The only one to blame here... is me."
"Blame you?"
More than a few heads shot up, confused.
Chen Shu nodded. Then, with the most punchable expression imaginable, he said: "Blame me for being too excellent."
"..."
Off to the side, Xu Xingxing and Xie Sunan's mouths twitched in unison. You absolute death-wish-having lunatic.
Good thing they'd brought Shen Wushuang. Otherwise, all three of them would probably be leaving on stretchers.
"Your name's Chen Shu?"
Jiang Tian stepped forward. His voice was flat. "I, Jiang Tian, refuse to submit to anyone. Give me six months — I will surpass you."
He clasped his hands behind his back, radiating confidence. "When that day comes, I hope you can accept reality."
"Oh."
Chen Shu nodded. Then he quietly started rummaging through his backpack.
In a flash, he sprang into the air, a red brick clutched in his hand.
"D-don't come any closer!"
Jiang Tian's carefully maintained composure shattered on contact. He stumbled backward, panic flooding his face.
But he couldn't outrun Chen Shu.
BONK!
The brick connected with surgical precision right on Jiang Tian's forehead. He dropped like a plank — out cold.
"Dammit, he's STILL showing off after he lost! I couldn't take it anymore!"
Chen Shu muttered a curse and slid the brick back into his backpack.
"What'd you hit him for?"
Shen Wushuang's mouth twitched. The kid genuinely did not play by the rules. One second he was all smiles and banter, the next he'd gone full bandit.
At least Jiang Tian had only fainted — no actual injuries. Even if someone called the cops, Chen Shu would walk away clean.
The precision of that strike on the pressure point was terrifyingly practiced. God only knew how many victims had contributed to that level of proficiency...
Chen Shu spread his hands, utterly unbothered. "He said he wasn't convinced."
"So you brick him?!"
Chen Shu nodded matter-of-factly. "Brick — cures all forms of defiance."
"..."
A while later, Wang Feng returned with twenty High-Grade Beast Orbs in hand.
"What happened?"
He immediately spotted Jiang Tian sprawled on the ground.
Chen Shu spoke up. "He got emotional and just... fainted."
The rest of the class kept their mouths firmly shut. Chen Shu's brutality had put the fear of God in them.
Anyone who spoke up now was probably getting bricked next.
"Take him to the infirmary!"
Wang Feng didn't question it. After all, there were no visible injuries on Jiang Tian — just a faint smudge of grey dust on his forehead.
"Here are your Beast Orbs!"
He wasn't happy about it, but a bet was a bet. Nanjiang First High could afford to pay.
The main reason, of course, was Shen Wushuang standing silently off to the side.
Wang Feng was worried the school's back hill might gain a fresh grave today...
Chen Shu grinned ear to ear and tucked the orbs away with obvious satisfaction.
The four of them strolled out of Nanjiang First High without a care in the world.
Wang Feng watched their retreating figures, his expression complicated.
He'd expected a one-sided slaughter. And it was one — just in the opposite direction.
"Nanjiang Second High was probably going to rise at this year's college entrance exams."
He murmured to himself. It was only the first semester of senior year, and someone this powerful had already emerged.
The real question — the one that kept nagging at him — was how an F-rank Slime could possibly be this strong.
An F-rank bloodline, rivaling S-rank power.
"Teacher Shen, when you get back, talk to your principal for me."
Chen Shu lovingly fondled the Beast Orbs in his arms as he spoke:
"Two million per school — fair price, no scams. If he's interested, tell him I'm available anytime!"