Becoming the Chess Piece, Invincible Assistance

Bai E cast his gaze back toward the soul fighting arena.

On the stage, Keleradra had already walked to the center.

Upon seeing her, a wave of discussion erupted from the spectator stands.

"Just this little girl?"

"Is she really a support type? She doesn't look like she can fight at all."

"Her opponent, Gulai, has a forty-win streak. Isn't she going to be taken out in seconds?"

"Omphalos Academy is too bold. Do they really think winning just now makes them invincible?"

Yet, facing the skepticism, Keleradra's expression remained unchanged.

At this moment, standing opposite her was a man with a pale complexion and a gaunt frame.

Gulai licked his lips, looking her up and down:

"Little sister, are you sure you want to fight me?"

Keleradra raised her eyes, not even sparing him a glance, her tone indifferent:

"Noisy. If you want to fight, then fight."

Gulai was not annoyed; instead, he grinned, a lecherous smile:

"Since you're so eager to taste defeat, then this uncle will satisfy you. Don't worry, I'll go easy on you."

The referee walked between the two:

"Both sides, prepare! Release your martial souls!"

Gulai moved first.

Two yellow and one purple soul ring rose from beneath his feet.

His body began to twist, a pair of black bat wings unfurled from his back, and sharp fangs protruded from the corners of his mouth.

Vampire Bat, possess!

A chorus of cheers erupted from the stands.

Gulai had quite a reputation; with a forty-win streak on the record, many in the audience were his long-time fans:

"Gulai! Tear her apart!"

"Show her what the strength of a forty-win streak looks like!"

Gulai grinned, turned back to wave at the audience, and then looked at Keleradra:

"Your turn, little sister."

Keleradra slowly raised her right hand, and three soul rings rose from beneath her feet.

Yellow, purple, purple.

The entire arena fell silent for a moment, because this configuration was, once again, yellow-purple-purple.

The last time they had seen it was two days ago, during the match between Bai E and Tang San.

Come to think of it, this Bai E was also from Omphalos Academy, right?

Good heavens, could this Omphalos Academy be the true Monster Academy?

On the stage, Gulai's smile faltered when he saw those two purple soul rings:

"Yo, this is interesting."

Keleradra ignored him and gave her hand a light wave.

Then, her Scales of Justice martial soul manifested in the air, but the next second, the scales shattered, transforming into countless specks of light that scattered.

The light hit the ground and rapidly spread out.

Blue energy patterns rippled outward from her as the center, covering the entire arena in an instant.

The whole arena transformed into a massive chessboard, its grid lines interlaced with flowing blue light.

To everyone's shock, Keleradra's figure vanished at that very moment!

In the VIP box, Bai E stood up abruptly:

"Where is she?"

Ye Qiong leaned back in his chair, smiling without a word.

Nakesha stared at the chessboard, a sharp glint flickering in his single eye.

He looked at Bai E and Ye Qiong, speaking in a low voice:

"Interesting... She has merged into the pieces."

Bai E turned his head to look at him:

"What do you mean?"

Nakesha pointed at the floating blue phantom chess pieces on the field:

"Her body has become a part of these pieces. You could say that every piece is her avatar; she has merged into them, and the entire battlefield is now within her grasp."

"Merging herself into chess pieces?"

Bai E was quite astonished.

This Keleradra, she was this fierce too?

On the field, Gulai's smile had completely frozen.

He scanned his surroundings, yet he could not find a trace of Keleradra anywhere.

However, on that chessboard, the blue pieces were constantly shifting.

A horse-shaped phantom made of blue light strode three steps across, blocking his path.

Gulai instinctively took a step back, but immediately after, a blue castle phantom rose up behind him as well.

He was caught in a pincer attack.

"What the hell..."

Gulai gritted his teeth, flapped his wings, and took to the air, attempting to break through from above.

But the moment he took flight, another blue piece appeared, floating in mid-air to directly block his way.

Gulai had no choice but to land back on the ground.

He then raised his hand and unleashed a soul power blast, shattering the horse-shaped phantom in front of him with a single strike.

Yet, the shattered piece merely paused for a split second before reforming in place.

Seeing this, Gulai's expression darkened.

He began to attack the pieces relentlessly, but for every one he destroyed, another appeared to take its place.

The pieces didn't actively harm him; they simply kept changing positions, trapping him in an increasingly smaller area.

The spectators watching this were left with their jaws dropped.

"Holy crap, what kind of fighting style is this? The person is gone?"

"Is she really a Support-type? Why does this look like a Control-type to me?"

"A Support-type can achieve this level of suppression? Are you kidding me?"

"What kind of academy is this? Everyone is more outrageous than the last!"

A moment later, Gulai was already panting heavily.

He kept swinging his claws to smash those annoying phantom pieces.

But no matter how he fought, the pieces were endless.

His stamina was depleting rapidly, and he hadn't even touched a shadow of his opponent.

Finally, Gulai stopped his movements, standing in the center of the board, and let out a string of colorful curses.

But before he could finish his words, the light from every piece on the board flared simultaneously.

Then, a clear voice echoed from above the board:

"You have lost the entire game!"

As the words fell, the entire board suddenly detonated.

A wave of blue energy erupted from the center of the arena, surging outward.

Gulai had no time to react; he was sent flying by the force of the energy and slammed heavily off the stage.

With that, the outcome was decided.

Seeing this scene, the entire arena fell silent for two seconds.

Then, a thunderous roar of applause erupted from all directions.

"Holy crap! She won!"

"That was so cool! She just blew up the board!"

"A Support-type blew away a powerhouse with a forty-win streak? Who would believe that?"

"Omphalos Academy is awesome! Caesar is awesome!"

The referee was also stunned for a beat before hurriedly announcing in a loud voice:

"Match over! The winner is Omphalos Academy, Caesar!"

As the light faded, Keleradra's figure reappeared in the center of the arena.

At this moment, there was no joy of victory on her face.

It was as if this were nothing more than a foregone conclusion.

In the VIP box, Bai E took a deep breath and sank back into his seat.

He looked toward Ye Qiong, his eyes filled with shock and admiration:

"Teacher... what kind of monsters are these people you've brought here?"

Ye Qiong smiled, offering no answer.

Nakesha, meanwhile, stared down at the tunnel below, a glint of light flashing through his single eye.

"Interesting... this academy is truly different from the others."

Shrek Academy.

Flender sat at his desk, staring at an account book, his expression growing darker by the second:

"A loss again... another loss..."

He slammed the ledger shut and brought his palm down hard on the desk.

"That damn Omphalos Academy! They steal my students, they steal my spotlight! And they even cost me a fortune on my bets at the Soul Fighting Arena!"

"This is absolutely intolerable!"

He stood up in a huff and began pacing back and forth across the room.

At this moment, he was like an ant on a hot pan.

The academy's coffers were nearly empty.

If he didn't find a source of income soon, he and his students would be left with nothing but air to eat.

Just then, however, a voice drifted in from the doorway:

"Oh? Boss Flender, what has you so troubled?"

Flender's footsteps faltered, and he jerked his head up toward the door.

A thin, gaunt middle-aged man stood there.

At the sight of him, Flender's expression shifted instantly from gloom to sheer ecstasy.

"Xiao Gang?!"