Spirit Master Girl: Contracting with an SSS-Level School Beauty at the Start-Chapter 70 Smith’s Smile

Lucas glanced over at Ye Youlong, and immediately his eyes glowed with a green light—the epitome of a stunning beauty!

This cold and sublime temperament, this incredibly beautiful face, is simply more gorgeous than any woman he had ever seen!

"Sharaf, I’m getting a bit envious of you. If I had known earlier, I would have applied to join this battle of contention."

"Aren’t you afraid of dying? I’ve always said, the risk is proportional to the reward!"

"An old Longxia saying goes, ’Even in death under the peony, a ghost’s life remains romantic!’ Damn it, such a superb beauty is going to be all yours to enjoy." Lucas was filled with regret.

"Haha, and this time, it’s not even certain that we’ll die!"

Sharaf’s pride was boundless, and his gaze toward Ye Youlong was filled with lecherous intent; he even had already thought through how he’d ravage her in the Secret Realm.

A Life and Death Contract?

Heh heh, with this contract, it’s bound to be thrilling when the time comes.

Sharaf’s smile grew more twisted.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhan’s eyes immediately brimmed with intense murderous intent.

A bunch of filthy lizards, speaking such filth, even daring to covet my wife!

Truly deserves to die!

Just you wait, I’ll be the first to slaughter you once I get in!

At the same time.

The surrounding area was filled with conversations of varying sizes, most of which were discussing Xiao Zhan and his group.

Although they currently disregard the Longxia Federation, it does not prevent them from discussing it.

After all, stepping on the myths that were once revered is something worth grinning and talking loudly about at any time and place.

Not to mention, the current strength of the Longxia Federation is immensely strong.

Only in such Secret Realm competitions can they regain a bit of dignity.

And this dignity was obtained through their exhaustive efforts and various changes to the rules.

It’s somewhat like the table tennis matches in ancient times—if you can’t win, change the rules, keep changing them until you can beat the opposition.

Unfortunately for them, they encountered Xiao Zhan today.

"Hello, Mr. Song, it’s really been a long time."

At this moment, a blond, blue-eyed middle-aged man walked over.

Behind him followed a few people, two of whom were about the same age as Xiao Zhan and his group.

One male and one female, the male’s appearance was rugged, only his eyes were a bit sunken, which combined with a high nose bridge, gave off a feeling of an eagle’s gaze and a wolf’s outlook.

The female’s face was much softer, with long blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and fair skin, exuding a bright and refreshing beauty.

As stunning as an elf.

Without guessing, Xiao Zhan knew they were fighters from the pretty Federation.

No need for envy when enemies meet—it’s all about the killing after entering the door.

Those two also saw Xiao Zhan and his group, but they, already informed about Xiao Zhan, did not hide their disdain.

"Hello, Mr. Smith."

Song Chao’an immediately greeted him with a smile.

As the saying goes, you don’t slap a smiling face, no matter what Smith’s intentions were, Song Chao’an had to demonstrate great national etiquette.

"Mr. Song, since our last farewell, it’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other, and I’ve missed you," Smith said with a smile, his manner courteous and full of grace.

But Song Chao’an’s eyes concealed a chill.

Last time?

He remembered correctly, the last time they met was also during the Secret Realm Competition.

In that competition, Longxia lost.

So, missing me?

It probably was missing the miserable state of my defeat!

The words were barbed, a nuance that common people might not detect, but to Song Chao’an, they were deeply hurtful.

But Song Chao’an’s expression remained unchanged, and he replied with a smile, "It has indeed been a long time, so long that I almost can’t recall Mr. Smith’s smile."

He deliberately emphasized "Mr. Smith’s smile" in his reply, to ensure he got the message.

And upon hearing the words "Mr. Smith’s smile."

Smith’s face instantly changed color.

The humiliating memory flooded his mind like a tide.

Before these cruel life and death competitions began, each Federation had always used the method of arena duels, originally selecting the most excellent students among First Grade Spirit Masters for the battles.

But the Longxia Federation was too strong, constantly producing outstanding students, suppressing the other Federations, who all harbored great resentment.

At that time, the person in charge of the beautiful Federation’s Secret Realm Competition was not Smith, but his father, Old Smith. Old Smith, in order to defeat the Longxia Federation and end this oppression, resorted to a dirty trick.

That was to inject an enhancement drug into their chosen duelist, allowing him to break through to Second Grade during the fight and crush the opponent.

This move did indeed work. In the final match, the player successfully broke through to Second Grade and dominated the First Grade Spirit Master from Longxia.

Seeing this, Old Smith was extremely excited, cheering and celebrating victory before the fight had even ended.

And so were the people from other Federations, having been suppressed by Longxia for too long, they joined in the cheering with Smith, the atmosphere maxed out.

The scene at that time was one of a huge crowd: flags fluttering, fireworks booming, gongs and drums making an uproar...

Everything was in Smith’s favor, basking in triumph, reaching an unprecedented climax!

But just then, an accident occurred. The drugged contestant, having received an overdose, couldn’t withstand it and his body exploded.

In an instant, Smith was stunned, his smile frozen on his face.

And then, after a long three-minute reaction time, Smith passed away at the age of forty-eight.

After death, his facial muscles remained stiff, unable to be moved back into place.

It is said that before cremation, his stiff smile continued, frightening the crematory workers so much that they entered the cremation room three times without daring to start the fire!

And then, Smith became internationally famous. His smile was not just frozen on his face but also solidified in history.

That year was also referred to as ’Smith’s Smile’ in the new historical chronicles.

But this wasn’t the most outrageous part.

The most outrageous part was what Smith’s son, Little Smith, did after he took over his father’s position. He felt that dueling with First Grade Spirit Masters was not in keeping with the times, did not showcase the Federation’s strength, nor did it intimidate Demon Beasts.

So he united the various Federations and changed the competition restrictions, allowing Spirit Masters under forty years of age to compete, without limiting power, only age.

They thought they were going to win with unanimous approval.

Consequently, Ye Wuming emerged mightily, starting his era of eighteen consecutive victories!

And Smith became famous again.

His outrageous move brought up ’Smith’s Smile’ once more and from then on, it was eternally fixed in the international community!

This news spread back to the Longxia Federation, causing yet another round of ridicule.

Finally, the enthusiastic Spirit friends abbreviated it, calling it either ’Smith’s Laugh’ or ’Shit’s Laugh’.