Chapter 638: The Gloomy and Cold Beast King Captures the Charming Alchemist (32)
Seventh Elder: "The 1,020th Beast Fighting Competition of the Holy Heaven Beast Fighting Academy has officially begun."
The next person to speak was the guardian beast of Shengtian Academy, the Dark Sun Eagle, who was summoned by the dean.
The huge eagle, with alternating brown and black fur all over its body, circled in the sky and grew larger, until it was large enough to block out the sun.
"I am proud of the thousands of students of Yushou School on behalf of the old dean. Do your best to break through the limit. I will wait for your arrival in the secret realm."
The voice of the Dark Sun Eagle was old and heavy, like an ancient call, shaking the minds of the students below.
Those words seemed to be left to them by the founder of Shengtian Academy.
Lin Muqing looked up at the eagle that was only over two thousand years old. Its strength was outrageous. The lifespan of a spirit beast was longer than that of a beastmaster. As long as the contract was terminated before the beastmaster died, the spirit beast could continue to look for its next master. However, this eagle only followed every dean and was the patron saint of the academy.
"Good!" all the students shouted in unison.
The freshman had never seen such a bird before, so he stared at the large brown and black eagle flying overhead without blinking.
Ming Chenque raised his head and suddenly met the eyes of the Mingyang Eagle above him. It seemed to be stunned for a moment, as if trying to identify something.
But the game has already begun.
The crowd dispersed, and there were ten arenas of five levels.
Ming Chen Que walked up to the stage step by step, looked at the king-level beastmaster opposite him whom he did not recognize, and bowed, "Ming Chen Que."
"Song Wanzhou." Song Wanzhou looked to be about thirty years old, but in fact he was already a hundred years old. He had a square face and spoke in an old-fashioned tone.
After confirming the name of the competition, the two of them summoned their own spirit beasts tacitly.
First, Song Wanzhou summoned ten king-level spirit beasts. Perhaps because everyone knew from the rumors that Mingchenque already had twelve king-level spirit beasts, Song Wanzhou revealed his trump card for the first time.
Then the twelve spirit beasts from Mingchenque appeared.
Various ferocious-looking beasts stood beside their masters, including the Thunder Eagle, the Blue-eyed Black Wolf, the Half-Moon Deer, the Ghost Lion, the Fire Unicorn, the Phoenix, the Giant Bear, and so on.
"Looking at this situation, although Mingchen Que's spirit beasts are all king-level, they are not as powerful as Song Wanzhou's. The Qilin and Phoenix are both more powerful than Mingchen Que's spirit beasts."
“It’s hard to say.”
"Don't underestimate his potential!"
The arena was very large, with a diameter of three hundred meters. It was so large that it was convenient for the huge spirit beast to stand on it. The audience gathered outside and communicated freely and excitedly.
Although Lin Muqing already knew that Ming Chen Que would win, he seldom watched him compete. He sat in the audience and watched him let the spirit beasts use that skill.
Man Tianfei's skill light curtain attack was beyond everyone's expectations. Ming Chenque's spirit beast looked ordinary, but its skills could be combined to attack in an orderly manner, defeating the enemy in one move.
What was unexpected was that his spirit beasts could actually form a formation. After combining their skills, seven or eight skills hit the opponent's spirit beast at once, and almost instantly made Song Wanzhou's spirit beast dying.
This kind of cooperation among the spirit beasts, rather than the chaotic use of skills in a fight, was so novel that it made them cheer.
"What kind of fighting style is this?"
"He took down a king-level monster in one move. Fortunately, he was not my opponent. Song Wanzhou was obviously panicking. Judging from his chaotic fighting style, the outcome was already decided."
“He really has endless possibilities.”
Everyone knows who the one he and the two he refer to.
Several elders stood up quickly and said in unison, "Good! Good! Great!"
Dean Dongfang also wanted to shout, but for the sake of the academy's image he could only pretend to be serious while stroking his beard. In fact, the villain in his heart was already jumping up and down!
The Seventh Elder nodded repeatedly, "It seems that this kid has made preparations and even created his own way of attacking. The Fire Kirin uses water, ice and lightning together to attack, which directly doubles the effect!"
Dongfang Wenyao: "You are worthy of being the disciple I personally selected."
On the stage, Ming Chenque controlled his own spirit beast in his mind and defeated Song Wanzhou's spirit beasts one by one.
"Thunder leads to water flooding the sky..."
"Dragon-seeking Blade!" Song Wanzhou didn't have time to counterattack. All the spirit beasts were injured. Only those below the king level were left in his spirit beast space. It was obvious that the outcome was decided.
Not long after, the game was over. Ming Chenque's spirit beasts were only affected by the light waves of his own people's skills, but ten spirit beasts around Song Wanzhou were paralyzed. Their vitality decreased and they had to use elixirs to recover immediately.
Song Wanzhou had no choice but to admit defeat, but he was convinced, "I admit defeat!"
The fourth elder who was the referee used his profound power to send out a voice: "This round, Ming Chen Que wins."
The fighting in the other arenas was also in full swing, and gradually the strongest people were identified. Then the winners of the two arenas would fight each other, and the fight would proceed layer by layer until the two strongest ones fought each other and the first place was decided.
When Ming Chenque stepped down from the stage, he asked the spirit beasts to shrink. A group of small spirit beasts followed him with their butts twisted. There were scattered alchemists around him. He chose Lin Muching's position.