Douluo: Twin Sovereigns of Time and Space—Grandmaster Says I'm Pure Support
Chapter 19

Flender: No, You Cheated, Kid. This Bet Doesn't Count!

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"This academy head wants to make a bet with you."

An idea suddenly flashed through Flender's mind.

A brilliant plan surfaced in his head. Perhaps he could use it to keep Ye Chen at Shrek Academy.

After all, young people were impulsive and most susceptible to provocation.

"Go on."

A cold smile tugged at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth.

They had returned once more to Shrek Academy's old favorite tactic: if they could not win, they would gamble.

Only, the object of the bet had changed from Tang San to Flender, achieving their goal by another route.

"If I am fortunate enough to defeat you, you must join Shrek Academy."

Flender finally revealed his true intentions.

In his view, Zhao Wuji and the others had nearly exhausted Ye Chen's Soul Power. At most, Ye Chen could activate his soul skills a few more times.

With the Four-Eyed Cat Eagle's innate advantages, there was practically no chance Flender would lose this battle.

"And if I win?"

Ye Chen naturally needed to get that straight.

The two sides were now at daggers drawn, especially Dai Mubai and Tang San, who looked at him as though they wanted to devour him.

Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, stood nearby with her gaze shifting repeatedly, looking intensely eager to learn.

"Kid, if you win, today's matter will be written off."

Flender took it as a matter of course.

In his eyes, not going after Ye Chen was already a gift to him.

Soul masters who did not dare cause trouble were all mediocre!

Could the talented disciple of some unknown sect possibly be a match for their Golden Iron Triangle?

When he, Yu Xiaogang, and Liu Erlong joined forces, they could unleash strength comparable to that of a Titled Douluo.

"Flender, has something gone wrong with your brain?"

"Even you lost to me. Does Shrek Academy still have the ability to cause me trouble?"

Ye Chen chuckled.

No matter how he thought about it, he could not imagine who would dare trouble the Body Sect.

Who could possibly stand behind Flender?

Only Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong.

Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong belonged to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and Yu Xiaogang also had a former lover named Bibi Dong. Those were nothing more than the two forces involved.

If the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan truly dared trouble the Body Sect, they could book their clan extermination package in advance.

The same went for Bibi Dong of Spirit Hall.

The Body Sect worked with Qian Renxue, not Spirit Hall. Whoever came looking for trouble would die.

Even if Du Busi could not kill Bibi Dong, everyone under her command would still be wiped out.

"Ten thousand Gold Soul Coins."

Flender looked pained.

To keep a monster like Ye Chen, he had taken out his entire savings.

"Though ten thousand Gold Soul Coins is a little low, who told me I wanted to test Academy Head Flender's strength?"

Ye Chen crooked a finger at Flender.

None of them could have imagined that today would make the already poor Shrek Academy even worse off.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!"

Flender shouted in a low voice.

His body rapidly transformed. His shoulders caved in, his arms became wings, and dark golden eagle feathers burst forth from beneath his skin.

His face sharpened, the bridge of his nose protruded into an eagle-like beak, and his pupils narrowed into two golden vertical slits.

The entire transformation took less than two breaths. He had already become a massive cat eagle with a wingspan of five meters, his wings half spread as his golden eagle eyes locked onto Ye Chen.

Flender beat his wings once, and the wind pressure sent the surrounding dust flying.

Then he shot into the air, hovering overhead almost without a sound as he looked down.

"You see me as prey?"

"You have to catch me first."

Ye Chen remained where he stood.

He did not take the initiative because Flender was extremely nimble in the sky, and long-range attacks would be a complete waste of Soul Power.

Although soul skills such as Spatial Severing could extend beyond their basic range, their Soul Power consumption increased exponentially.

With only forty percent of his Soul Power remaining, the best strategy was to wait as long as the enemy did not move.

The Four-Eyed Cat Eagle Flender had become circled constantly in the air, trying to find an opening in Ye Chen's defenses.

Yet Ye Chen did not move in the slightest, looking entirely unhurried.

"Third Soul Skill, Weakness Hunt!"

Flender dipped sharply and skimmed across the ground, nearly half again as fast as before.

His golden eagle eyes remained fixed on Ye Chen, his gaze so sharp it seemed ready to pierce straight into bone.

As Flender swept close, his fourth soul ring immediately lit up, and he violently flapped his wings.

Ten translucent wind blades slashed out from his wingtips, crisscrossing to seal off every angle around Ye Chen.

"Spatial Severing!"

Ye Chen judged the wind blades' trajectory.

Immediately afterward, a silver line slashed diagonally into the center of the ten wind blades.

The first two wind blades were swallowed by the spatial rift, while those behind them struck its edge and shattered into scattered gusts.

Ye Chen stepped sideways.

The remaining scattered wind blades flew past him, cutting off several strands of his hair.

"What keen perception."

Flender's expression turned solemn.

He had used two soul skills just to force Ye Chen to use one. He was clearly at a disadvantage.

Whether it was his flight speed or the tricky angles of his attacks, they were useless before this kid, as though Ye Chen had predicted everything in advance.

A martial soul with both spiritual and spatial attributes was truly terrifying!

"Fifth Soul Skill, Hurricane!"

Flender suddenly drew his wings together, then flung them outward again with force, and a wild gale surged out from beneath them.

Translucent waves of air wrapped around gravel and dust, forming a visible vortex that pushed the ground's scattered stones toward Ye Chen.

Wherever the whirlwind passed, it scraped a shallow trench into the ground. Even several roof tiles from the distant eaves were ripped away.

"Second Soul Skill, Void Imprisonment."

Ye Chen raised his right hand.

He pointed from afar at the center of the storm's eye, and the space within a radius of one meter was tightly sealed.

Void Imprisonment could affect a Soul Saint for only one second, but it could halt the airflow and ultimately cause the Hurricane to collapse.

"???"

Flender's face turned livid.

Ye Chen had previously used his third soul skill to break Flender's third and fourth soul skills, and now he had used his second soul skill to destroy Flender's fifth.

His Soul Saint strength seemed like nothing but decoration before Ye Chen.

Moreover, Flender did not dare approach Ye Chen. Zhao Wuji was an excellent cautionary example.

Spatial power could easily pierce even the defenses of a Vigorous Vajra Bear, let alone the fragile defenses of a Four-Eyed Cat Eagle.

Though the Four-Eyed Cat Eagle was incredibly fast, it still could not evade spatial rifts that appeared out of nowhere.

"Academy Head Flender, if you dare come down, I'll take you out in one combo."

Ye Chen casually pulled out a Milk Bottle and began restoring his Soul Power.

Though the Body Sect disdained studying Soul Tools, they still possessed things like Milk Bottles.

Everyone had times when they overused their Soul Power, and Milk Bottles were just right for replenishing it.

"Ye Chen, what is that?"

Ning Rongrong asked curiously.

As the young mistress of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, there were very few rare treasures she had never seen.

"A Soul Tool that restores Soul Power."

Ye Chen absorbed its energy openly.

He was not the least bit worried that Flender would launch a sneak attack from above. Everything was within the perception of the Eye of Nihility.

"A Soul Tool that restores Soul Power?"

"No, you cheated, kid. This bet doesn't count!"

Flender was even more agitated than Ning Rongrong.

He did not care what kind of Soul Tool it was. Nothing mattered more than ten thousand Gold Soul Coins.

Flender had risen early and worked late for years just to save up that little nest egg of ten thousand Gold Soul Coins.

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