The True Young Master Saves the Soul Pet World by Eating Melons – CH195

Chapter 195: The Di Family’s Ultimate Art

Both the Dean of Black Tortoise Academy and the Dean of Azure Dragon Academy stared at Yu Beixuan on the stage in disbelief, unable to understand why he would say such words.

Azure Dragon Dean: This brat really isn’t a good person. One sentence and it’s top-tier sarcasm.

Black Tortoise Dean: Who would’ve thought a dark-attribute child could be so simple-minded, not even noticing the undercurrents between the four academies?

The other two deans, however, were thoroughly enjoying the show. Who would have expected that one day a student from Black Tortoise Academy could utterly crush a student from Azure Dragon Academy?

But thinking about how two peerless geniuses had both ended up in the most “salted fish” academy, they still felt a little sour.

Even more ridiculous was that Si Er had been shouting in his heart about wanting to be a salted fish on registration day, yet now…

Heh. Since when was there such a fierce salted fish?

And that other kid, black as ink everywhere except his skin, was also quite ruthless—coming up with such a hairstyle of all things.

The Baihu Dean couldn’t help touching his own head, secretly thankful he hadn’t encountered such lunatics when he was young.

On the stage, Di Lintian was still struggling. His mouth had been sealed by Yu Beixuan’s soul power; he couldn’t even concede defeat, so he could only try to save himself.

In truth, he didn’t want to concede. His sense of superiority from Cang Beast Continent wouldn’t allow him to beg mercy from refugees of this forsaken land.

Yes, he had always considered the people of Ten Thousand Beast Continent to be refugees—living in harsh conditions, short on cultivation resources, relying on a bunch of beasts just to survive a few more years.

Even after realizing that cultivators here possessed powerful soul force and might not be easy to deal with, that sense of superiority had never changed.

He would not beg. He would counterattack and teach Yu Beixuan a lesson!

Ever since Yu Beixuan kicked him to the center of the arena, Di Lintian had flipped himself over and lay prone on the ground.

His body arched slightly as his hands secretly formed seals beneath him.

Even when the Crimson Fire Flood Dragon slammed into him and made him cough blood, he endured the pain and did not dare stop the hand seals for even a moment.

At last, he condensed most of his spiritual power.

Excitement flashed in Di Lintian’s eyes. He felt certain his counterattack would succeed.

He secretly communicated with the Crimson Fire Flood Dragon through divine sense, asking it to lend him a hand.

But he didn’t trust the dragon. He didn’t reveal his true plan—only told it to struggle free from Yu Bei Tiger for a moment so he could “concede.”

The Crimson Fire Flood Dragon believed him. Conceding was good. If they didn’t, master and three beasts might not leave intact.

Though they were seriously injured, the wounds were internal and treatable. With enough medicine, there would be no lasting damage.

So it exerted all its strength, broke free from Yu Bei Tiger’s restraint for a brief moment, and lifted Di Lintian with both claws.

It intended to carry him off the stage. It wouldn’t look pretty, but it would be safe.

After all, Di Lintian hadn’t uttered a word despite being beaten senseless. The dragon suspected his mouth had been sealed.

But the moment it lifted him, Di Lintian hurled the condensed mass of spiritual power straight at Yu Beixuan.

Yu Beixuan was briefly surprised. But recalling Di Lintian’s identity, the surprise vanished.

Seeing Yu Beixuan neither dodge nor evade, Di Lintian burst into triumphant laughter.

“Hahaha! Not dodging? Good! Even if you dodged, it would be useless! How could someone like you possibly avoid the Di Family’s ultimate art? You—”

The mass of spiritual power shot toward Yu Beixuan’s vital point. Di Lintian’s smile grew increasingly wild.

Yet Yu Beixuan remained calm. Only when the attack was right before him did he casually raise his hand and slap it back.

“What? How is this possible?!”

Di Lintian’s eyes widened in disbelief.

How could his attack be deflected so easily?

That was the Di Family’s ultimate art! Even the few monstrous geniuses who overshadowed him in Cang Beast Continent couldn’t do that—unless…

Unless…

Impossible.

Staring at Yu Beixuan, Di Lintian blurted, “Are you a demonic cultivator?”

It couldn’t be. Having Si Er on Ten Thousand Beast Continent was already absurd enough. Now there was a demonic cultivator too?

Were they also from Cang Beast Continent?

Impossible. Their backgrounds were traceable. Their ancestors had lived on this continent for generations.

The Crimson Fire Flood Dragon, still holding him, went blank-eyed, its claws nearly loosening.

It knew Di Lintian was unreliable—but not this unreliable!

If not for fear of being implicated should he die, it would have thrown him straight back at Yu Beixuan’s feet.

It gripped him tightly, trying to escape that returning spiritual power—but no matter what, it couldn’t shake it off.

The attack was like it had eyes, locked onto Di Lintian without fail.

Yu Beixuan smiled. “Worthy of being the Di Family’s ultimate art. Truly hard to dodge. I’ve learned something new.”

Yu Beixuan was always interested in things he hadn’t seen before. He hadn’t expected Di Lintian to broaden his horizons. At this moment, Di Lintian even seemed somewhat pleasing to the eye—hideous hairstyle notwithstanding.

Si Er also found it fascinating.

That technique of Di Lintian’s seems quite good. Can I learn it?

Hard to say, Guagua replied. The Di Family has been passed down since ancient times. Their ultimate art likely has bloodline restrictions.

Is that so? That’s a pity.

Not necessarily. Your attribute is special—even more special than ordinary light attributes.

Just because others can’t learn it doesn’t mean you can’t.

Forget it. I already have the technique most suited to me.

Di Lintian’s method may be impressive, but he still can’t beat Xuanxuan.

That shows no matter how good a technique is, if the user isn’t good enough, it’s useless.

Hehe. Our Xuanxuan is still the best.

Yu Beixuan couldn’t help curling his lips upward. He didn’t want Si Er to feel disappointed.

Since Si Er thought so highly of him, he ought to do something in return.

With extreme speed, Yu Beixuan teleported forward and infused demonic spirit power into his palm, striking the Crimson Fire Flood Dragon to the ground with a single slap.

With a loud bang, the arena floor sank by a full meter.

The surrounding audience collectively gasped. It was the first time they had seen someone slap a near top-tier exotic beast into the ground like that.

The Crimson Fire Flood Dragon was truly miserable—barely on stage for long before encountering a group of monsters.

The dragon felt miserable indeed. Before it was struck down, Di Lintian had already been hit by his rebounded spiritual power and spat another mouthful of blood.

When Di Lintian bled, it and the two great snakes bled as well.

They had barely recovered when it was smashed down by Yu Beixuan.

Fortunately, Yu Beixuan did not trouble it further. He simply stepped on Di Lintian’s back.

“Classmate Di, shall we make a deal?”

“Lend me your family’s ultimate art for a look, and I won’t hit you anymore today. How about that?”

Di Lintian wanted to curse, How about my foot! But he couldn’t utter a word. The moment he opened his mouth, blood poured out.

His three contracted beasts lay sprawled on the ground, lifeless and without fighting strength.

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