Chapter 33 The Unassuming Golden Slime

If it were just based on Slime's weight and bounce, it would be impossible to jump this high.

 

This was naturally the effect of the skill 'Violent Sit Kill.'

 

Simultaneously, the Slime activated its growth ability, and a massive yellow ball, 10 feet in diameter, came crashing down.

 

All these changes happened in a very short time, so fast that no one else could react.

 

The Green Feather Eagle's eyes contracted, trying to flap its wings and escape, but it was too late.

 

The people outside the ring only felt the ground shake a bit.

 

Oliver shouted, "Damn it! You dare deceive me!"

 

Oliver's expression was extremely ugly. The golden Slime's body size had increased dramatically, pinning the Green Feather Eagle down.

 

Although the Green Feather Eagle was fast and had the advantage of flight, it had no chance of breaking free once pinned down.

 

"Crush the Green Feather Eagle for me!" John had a sinister smile on his face.

 

Although the golden Slime had a kind nature, it was naturally angry after being beaten earlier.

 

Its big butt kept wriggling.

 

The Green Feather Eagle let out a painful screech, feeling as if its internal organs were shattered.

 

Once sat on by the Slime, the consequences were terrifying.

 

"How is this possible! An F-level Slime can't have two active skills!" Oliver clenched his fists, his eyes filled with disbelief.

 

In a short time, the Green Feather Eagle had suffered severe injuries, with blood flowing everywhere.

 

The situation on the field reversed so quickly that everyone else was stunned.

 

"This Slime is so cunning!" Jack whispered, everyone thought the Slime was seriously injured, but it turned out to be completely unscathed.

 

Although it was an F-level contract spirit, Slime had an undeniable advantage: its extremely strong vitality.

 

Because the Green Feather Eagle was so powerful, everyone had forgotten about its vitality.

 

It must be said, like owner, like contract spirit.

 

"I lost." Oliver looked disheveled and finally said weakly.

 

Seeing that he was about to recall the Green Feather Eagle, the golden Slime voluntarily bounced away, no longer pressing it down.

 

Oliver's eyes flickered, not expecting the opponent to give up the advantage voluntarily.

 

As long as the Green Feather Eagle was on guard, even if Slime used its skills, it couldn't attack it again.

 

The Green Feather Eagle lightly flapped its wings, still feeling a bit dizzy and disoriented.

 

"John, don't let it fly up!!" Ava reminded.

 

But at the next moment, John had a thought.

 

The golden Slime's big eyes widened in anger, its body trembled slightly, and then it moved very quickly.

 

The skill 'Charge' was activated!

 

The Green Feather Eagle, which had just managed to fly half a meter up, was suddenly startled, seeing only a flash of yellow rushing towards it.

 

Then, its body was sent flying.

 

Facing a contract spirit, John didn't hold back at all, even if it meant killing it.

 

The Green Feather Eagle's body flew straight towards Oliver.

 

Oliver and the contract spirit flew several feet in the air before crashing to the ground.

 

Oliver's chest hurt terribly, and he kept coughing.

 

"You lost," John said softly, the Green Feather Eagle had been forced out of the battlefield, so it naturally counted as a loss.

 

Oliver shouted, "Three skills! Why do you have three skills! This is unreasonable!"

 

Oliver clenched his fists, despite the pain in his body, he couldn't hide his surprise.

 

An F-level Slime having three combat skills was simply impossible, it was too ridiculous!

 

But the fact was indeed so.

 

Ava covered her mouth with her hand, equally shocked.

 

Even her A-level Flame Bird only had two combat skills.

 

John replied, "Because it's the Yellow Flash of South River High School!"

 

Everyone felt helpless.

 

John put the Slime back into the Beast Taming space and left with Ava.

 

Ethan asked, "Oliver, are you okay?"

 

Ethan suddenly ran over, his eyes filled with concern.

 

"I'm fine. Now that I've graduated, I won't be at South River High School anymore, so don't provoke John." Oliver's face was pale, and he kept coughing, but he sternly warned his brother.

 

Although John acted independently, his strength was very strong, and he hid it so well that Oliver and Ethan couldn't deal with him.

 

Despite multiple attempts, they hadn't gained any advantage.

 

"I understand." Ethan sighed, his eyes showing a defeated look, giving up on causing trouble for John.

 

"John, is your contract spirit really F-level? It seems stronger than my Flame Bird," Ava was very curious and kept asking.

 

"Of course not." John said mysteriously, "Actually, my contract spirit is an SSS-level Slime."

 

Ava said speechlessly, "There's no such contract spirit unless you show me its information."

 

"I want to keep a low profile," John said seriously.

 

Ava pouted unhappily, suddenly thinking of something.

 

Ava said, "You're already a level five Beast Tamer. If you can improve a bit more, you might get into the special training class."

 

John said, "Yes, I hope for good luck."

 

John nodded. With his current strength, he could enter the top twenty in his grade without any surprises.

 

But in the last week, everyone would give their all to improve, so he might fail.

 

Whether he could get into the special training class in his junior year depended on luck. Even if he didn't get in, he could still get a perfect score on the exam.

 

"You should get some Beast Taming Orbs to train during this period. If you can reach Beast Taming Level 6, you'll definitely be able to enter the special training class," Ava suggested.

 

"Let's see how it goes," John responded ambiguously.

 

His Beast Taming talent was mediocre, and his training efficiency was too low, making it impossible for him to train.

 

The two then parted ways.

 

After the battle, John's contract spirit learned a new talent 'Thick Armor.'

 

[Thick Armor: Defense is moderately increased, and when the contract spirit is asleep., the effect is tripled.]

 

It was indeed a good defensive skill, very suitable for the golden Slime.

 

John arrived outside the classroom, where a young teacher was teaching biology.

 

"It's almost the end of the semester, why are they still having classes?" John muttered, quietly opening the back door of the classroom, ready to return to his seat.

 

"Who are you?" The biology teacher suddenly turned around and saw the sneaky John.

 

John was momentarily silent, then he quickly reacted, "I'm a student in this class. I had a stomachache and was in the bathroom."

 

The biology teacher felt helpless. "Sit down."