Beast Taming Star Journey

Zhao Lingyun's contempt ignited my anger, but I also understood that I needed to remain calm at this moment.

I gripped the beast-taming bag tightly in my right hand, feeling the little beast's body temperature. It sensed my tension and gently rubbed against my hand, as if to encourage me.

At the referee's signal, the final match officially began!

Almost simultaneously, Zhao Lingyun's flamingo let out a sharp cry, flapped its wings, and a ball of blazing flame roared toward me.

I quickly dodged, the flames brushing past the hem of my clothes, the scorching heat making me feel suffocated.

"Little Beast, Wind Wall!" I shouted.

The little beast quickly conjured a wind wall in front of me, blocking the flamingo's next attack.

The wind wall shook violently, almost engulfed by flames. My heart tightened, and I quickly commanded the little beast to reinforce the wind wall again.

"Is all you can do is hide? Nong Yu, show us your true skills!" Zhao Lingyun mocked, his tone full of disdain.

I knew this couldn't go on; we had to take the initiative! While directing the little beast to maintain the wind wall, I carefully observed the flamingo's attack patterns.

Its attacks, though fierce, seemed to follow a certain pattern, with a brief pause after each burst of flame.

"Now!" I exclaimed, a thought striking me. "Little Beast, prepare the Phantom Claw!"

The flamingo spewed flames again, and I commanded the little beast to remove the wind wall, narrowly avoiding the attack of the flames.

The moment the flamingo paused, the little beast transformed into a streak of white light and rushed toward the flamingo with lightning speed.

"What?!" Zhao Lingyun was clearly not expected that I would retaliate at this moment, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

The small beast's sharp claws gripped the flamingo's wings tightly, causing the flamingo to let out a shrill scream, and the flames burning on its body dimmed slightly.

A gasp erupted from the audience, who were clearly shocked by the little beast's sudden attack.

"Good opportunity, little beast, keep attacking!" I pressed my advantage and commanded the little beast to launch another attack.

The little beast was extremely fast, leaving afterimages in the air as it relentlessly attacked the flamingo.

Although the flamingo was powerful, it gradually showed signs of fatigue under the fierce attack of the small beast.

"Damn it!" Zhao Lingyun's face was gloomy, clearly not expecting me to gain the upper hand.

He gritted his teeth, seemingly preparing to use some trump card. A chill ran down my spine; I stared intently at him, my right hand once again resting on the beast-taming pouch at my waist…

"Could it be..."

"Could it be... that he's going to use a forbidden technique?" Zhang's roommate's voice came from the audience, trembling slightly.

My heart tightened. Forbidden technique? That's a move that the academy strictly forbids from being used in competitions. It's incredibly powerful, but it also puts a huge burden on the beast tamer and can even be life-threatening.

Zhao Lingyun's expression grew increasingly grim. He took a deep breath, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes: "Flamingo, Wrath of the Heavens!"

The flamingo let out a sharp cry, and the flames on its body instantly surged, transforming into a huge pillar of fire that shot into the sky.

A wave of scorching heat swept across the area, making it difficult for me to breathe. The little beast, unable to dodge in time, was grazed by the pillar of fire and let out a painful whimper.

My heart ached, and I quickly put it back into my beast-taming bag.

"Little beast!" I stroked the beast-taming pouch with heartache. The little beast's weak breath made my heart ache.

Damn it, he actually forced him to use forbidden techniques! A gasp erupted from the audience, some condemning Zhao Lingyun's despicable act, while others felt sorry for me.

But I didn't have time to worry about that; I had to come up with a solution as soon as possible. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down.

While the Wrath of the Heavens is incredibly powerful, it also consumes a great deal of energy, and the flamingo will enter a period of weakness after using it. Now, this is my chance!

I released the little animal again. Although it was injured, its eyes remained determined.

I gently stroked its head and whispered, "Little beast, I know you're in pain, but we can't give up, we must win!"

The little animal seemed to understand me; it licked my hand, its eyes filled with fighting spirit.

"Little Beast, Xuanwu Shield!" I shouted.

Suddenly, a pale blue halo appeared on the little beast's body, quickly condensing into a huge shield that blocked our way.

The flamingos unleashed a torrential downpour of fire attacks, but they were all firmly blocked by the Xuanwu Shield.

This is a defensive skill I've never let my little beast use in a competition before, and it's my last trump card. While the Xuanwu Shield is sturdy, maintaining it requires a significant amount of energy.

I sensed the little beast's breath growing weaker, while the flamingo's attacks showed no signs of abating. The two were locked in a stalemate, the key to victory lying in who could hold out until the very end.

I stared intently at Zhao Lingyun, whose face had also turned pale; clearly, maintaining the Wrath of the Burning Heaven had taken a heavy toll on him.

"Zhao Lingyun, you've lost," I said in a deep voice.

Zhao Lingyun's expression changed, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes. Just then, I sensed that the little beast's energy was about to run out. I took a deep breath and made my final decision.

"Little beast, final strike, Wind and Thunder Blade!"... I slowly reached for the beast-taming pouch at my waist.