I Mean Everyone Here Is Trash!

The people from Chuanbei looked livid, and some of the lower-level Contract Spirits could barely hold their heads up.

Indeed, compared to the other side's Contract Spirits, they were far too far behind overall!

As the big brother figure, Han Guang immediately stepped forward to stand up for the others.

"Who are you calling trash?"

"I never expected Contract Spirit Masters from the city to lack even the most basic decency, showing not the slightest respect for Contract Spirits who protect humanity!"

But the other side had someone willing to take the lead too.

A yellow-haired man in a white suit rose to his feet, wearing a smug expression as he said disdainfully,

"The trash I'm talking about is you people. What about it? Was I wrong?"

The moment Han Guang saw him, anger clearly flashed in his eyes.

"Lin Junhao, whatever issues you and I have, don't drag my other schoolmates into this!"

Lin Junhao chuckled.

"You're just someone I beat. And you still dare bark in front of me? Have you forgotten the pain once your wounds healed?"

Han Guang was momentarily speechless. "You...!"

He truly could not beat the other man, because Lin Junhao was the son of a renowned Contract Spirit family in Chongyang City.

A Contract Spirit Master seed personally groomed by the Lin Family!

They had practically poured all their resources into him, raising an SR Contract Spirit to Level 85!

One had to know that the experience required for an SR to level up was incomparable to that of other Contract Spirits.

Very few people could raise an SR to Level 85 while still in school!

Meanwhile, his Superpowered Boy was only Level 75. It had not even undergone its second breakthrough, making it difficult to contend with Lin Junhao.

The conflict between the two sides quickly drew the attention of everyone present.

One side was a local academy, Chuanbei.

The other was Prince's Mansion Academy, the second-ranked university in all of Cloud River Province!

The difference was obvious.

The Contract Spirit Masters from the big city schools remained calm and composed, waiting to enjoy the show.

Xia Yuan had originally been surrounded by all sorts of beautiful women, admiring flowers amid a garden of blooms. But when he heard the commotion, his interest was immediately piqued.

"Sorry, everyone. Please excuse me for a moment."

He squeezed out of the crowd of beauties and spotted Mo Shiyu, her cheeks puffed out like balloons.

When she saw Xia Yuan approaching, she immediately switched back to her aloof demeanor, pretending not to care.

Xia Yuan reached out to pull her along, but she shook him off.

Left with no choice, he forcibly grabbed her arm and dragged her away like he was hauling a wooden post.

Her high heels scraped a trail across the floor.

"Are you a child? Stop being mad. Trouble's come knocking."

Elsewhere.

Han Guang and the others from Chuanbei were locked in a tense confrontation with Lin Junhao's group.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

Lin Junhao sneered and pointed next door. "What's the use of sticking your neck out? If you're not convinced, get on the PK stage!"

"One Contract Spirit against all of you!"

"Country weaklings like you should just accept it when you're called trash. I'm telling the truth, and you still don't want to hear it."

The people from Chuanbei could no longer endure it and were about to step forward, but Han Guang stopped them all.

He knew the other side's background and strength. He did not want them to suffer losses.

"Trash?"

"Who's trash?"

An even more arrogant and overbearing voice exploded from behind them. "You're spewing shit from your mouth. I'd say you're the biggest piece of trash here!"

Everyone turned to look, only to see Xia Yuan walking over with his hands in his pockets, swaying as he walked.

Behind him followed Mo Shiyu, still puffing out her cheeks.

Han Guang and the others from Chuanbei had not expected Xia Yuan to come over and help them out, and they were all rather surprised.

After all, in their eyes, Xia Yuan was a brainless god of slaughter!

Lin Junhao turned around, his gaze darkening. "What did you say...?"

Naturally, he recognized Xia Yuan. The moment he saw him, a trace of wariness flashed through his eyes. "Xia Yuan, I know you. You're not trash, but you're not qualified to insult me either."

Lin Junhao's tone had clearly weakened.

Xia Yuan flashed his white teeth as he walked up to him, grinning.

"Sorry, I wasn't targeting you..."

He raised his middle finger and swept it across all the city people watching, then lowered his fingertip and shouted,

"I mean everyone here... is trash!"

Everyone had thought Lin Junhao was already arrogant enough, but they had not expected Xia Yuan to be even worse!

That single gesture offended every last one of them!

The people from Prince's Mansion Academy immediately turned livid, furious beyond measure.

But because of Xia Yuan's strength, none of them dared speak up. They could only glare at him to express their anger!

Lin Junhao roared,

"Xia Yuan, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're an SSR!"

He looked toward Mo Shiyu behind him. "Girl from House Mo, control your Contract Spirit!"

Mo Shiyu merely cast him a faint glance.

She had always looked down on spoiled heirs who bullied the weak while fearing the strong.

Xia Yuan spread his hands and looked at him teasingly. "Sorry, but SSRs really can do whatever they want!"

His fists cracked loudly as he clenched them.

"What's the use of sticking your neck out?"

"If you have the guts, PK me. I alone will take on all of you!"

The crowd fell deathly silent. They had seen Xia Yuan's livestream replay before, and his title as the god of slaughter was absolutely deserved.

Just thinking about those absurdly overpowered skills made them shudder. They had no idea how they were supposed to fight him!

Although Han Guang and the others had been insulted as well, they felt great!

It was incredibly satisfying!

They knew Xia Yuan's fearless temperament well enough.

Having a Demon on their own side and letting him crush others felt incredibly good!

Even they inexplicably felt more confident.

Veins bulged across Lin Junhao's forehead. "You...!"

In Chongyang City, he had always been able to cover the sky with one hand and command the wind and rain. When had he ever been mocked like this?

Xia Yuan clicked his tongue twice.

"Are you that scared of me?"

"I thought city people all had guts!"

"Didn't someone just say that my god of slaughter title was undeserved, that they could do it too if they went up?"

His expression was arrogant to the extreme. "Not a single one of you has balls? And you people think others are trash? What a joke—fifty steps laughing at a hundred!"

Lin Junhao was completely red with rage and had lost all reason. "Fine! Let's fight! I'd like to see just how strong a Level 50-something Contract Spirit like you really is!"

In an instant, Han Guang and the other Chuanbei students grew excited!

This guy was an idiot!

He actually dared play PVP with the god of slaughter!

And just like that, a perfectly good banquet somehow turned into a Contract Spirit duel.

The entire floor beneath the Starry Sky Banquet Hall had been set up as an indoor Contract Spirit Arena!

After all, this was a place that regularly received distinguished Contract Spirit Masters.

Everyone from the banquet gathered beneath the arena to watch the excitement.

The audience below split into two groups.

On one side were students from the local academies, and on the other were the city people.

The two sides were clearly divided!

Lin Junhao was actually a little uneasy, but having been arrogant and domineering for so long, he did not think too deeply about it.

He had a powerful Level 85 SR Contract Spirit!

How could he possibly lose?

Even if his opponent was an SSR, it was only barely above Level 50!

After reassuring himself, Lin Junhao summoned his most prized Contract Spirit with a sinister grin.

"Come out!"

"Crimson Demon!"

"Kill him for me!"

A towering, crimson-red Demon with three heads and eight arms appeared on the arena stage!

It radiated a powerful presence, and its terrifying appearance sent chills down everyone's spines.

With a faint exhale, blue flames spilled from its mouth. With the slightest smile, it revealed a mouthful of horrifying fangs!

Xia Yuan leaned lazily against the edge of the arena. Seeing an upgraded Demon version of Nezha emerge, he could barely hold it together.

"Damn!"

"Sure enough, like Contract Spirit Master, like Contract Spirit."

"You two really do look alike!"