Beast Taming: My System is Bugged

"At fifty-one years of age, you step into the arena for the finals of the national university freshman Beastmaster tournament."

"Here, everyone is stunned by your age, as well as the strength of your Pet Beasts."

"You have only a single Four-star Juvenile Kunpeng; your other two Pet Beasts are merely Three-star."

"However, standing opposite you is Princess Zhou, ranked twenty-seventh in the Royal Family, along with her Pet Beast, a Frost Shadow Dragon Steed—a creature at the peak of Four Stars in cultivation.

"Not to mention her other three Pet Beasts, which have yet to be revealed. In this battle, your defeat is certain. No one believes you can win."

The next morning, as soon as Gu Ming arrived at the competition venue, he saw the system's cold prediction of his defeat.

As the Old Deng in the system's eyes, Gu Ming entered every match assuming he would lose.

Although the system always gave a pessimistic prediction, Gu Ming had always managed to scrape by with a difficult victory.

But this time, Gu Ming had a feeling that his chances of winning against Princess Zhou were slim.

He reckoned he had maybe a ten percent chance of winning.

That ten percent chance rested on whether his other two Pet Beasts could evolve to Four-star and turn the tables.

Otherwise, the probability of victory was low.

This was because Elder Huo, who was accompanying him, had given him information on Princess Zhou Mingyue's Pet Beasts this morning.

Frost Shadow Dragon Steed, at the peak of Four Stars in cultivation.

A Four-star Crack-Ice Mystic Rhino, its body covered in thick, icy scale armor, wielding the cold power of the earth's veins.

A Three-star Frost-Feather Silver Owl, its wings wreathed in a biting, frosty wind, as fast as a tempest. Its role was that of an aerial scout.

And a Three-star Ice-Veined Spirit Sable, skilled at hiding in ice mist and interfering with Divine Sense, filling a support role.

All four Pet Beasts had the Ice Attribute as their primary.

Whether they had a secondary Attribute was unknown.

Even with his extensive connections, Elder Huo couldn't possibly uncover every single one of her secrets.

This, then, was the depth of Princess Zhou's power.

Her lineup of two Four-stars and two Three-stars, compared to Gu Ming's single Four-star and two Three-stars, was a complete wash.

After all, a Royal Princess's Pet Beasts were meticulously selected and bred.

From the moment of their contract, they were trained every minute of every day.

When Gu Ming received the intelligence report, he fell silent as he looked at the dozens of Cultivation Techniques and Combat Techniques listed.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. You've already made it this far. There's no shame in losing to the Princess, heh," Elder Huo encouraged from the side.

Elder Huo knew the pressure for this battle was immense and had specifically accompanied Gu Ming to prevent the Princess from going too far and killing his Pet Beasts.

If a Pet Beast was killed during a match, one could normally press charges; a life for a life was not unheard of.

But if your opponent was a Royal Princess, you would just be out of luck.

Gu Ming nodded.

From behind him, Lu You whispered, "Do your best."

...

The Frost Shadow Dragon Steed, "Frost Steed," stood in the center of the arena, its body shrouded in a bone-chilling Cold Qi that was visible to the naked eye.

Beneath its four hooves, ice crystals spread out, etching the specially-made battle platform with intricate frost patterns.

Its ice-blue eyes were as calm as a frozen lake, like those of a monarch surveying its icy domain, filled with an innate arrogance and indifference.

This was its bloodline Talent. The match hadn't even begun—just from standing in the arena for a minute while the host spoke, the ambient temperature had already dropped to near freezing as Cold Qi filled the air.

Gu Ming took a deep breath and linked his Divine Sense to his three Pet Beasts.

"Begin."

The instant the referee's voice faded, Ah Kun's figure was the first to blur.

Its Fog Concealment Talent activated. The massive body dissolved into a hazy vapor, silently merging with the cold, damp mist that filled the air, leaving no trace.

The Frost Steed tilted its head slightly, seemingly surprised by this method of Concealment, but its reaction was astonishingly fast.

It snorted, unleashing a hyper-condensed breath of ice that shot out like a white spear, piercing straight into the densest part of Ah Kun's mist. The temperature was low enough to freeze the very flow of Spiritual Qi.

However, where the breath struck, the mist only churned violently, and nothing was revealed.

The next moment, a terrifying wave of pressure—a fear as potent as a gaze from the abyss—enveloped the area around the steed!

It was the Power of the Terror Executioner, carrying with it the primal fear of Devouring and annihilation. Even with the Dragon Steed's willpower, it couldn't help but freeze for a split second, its mind going blank.

And in that fleeting instant!

A patch of deep, purplish-green burst from the ground without warning. Seeds of Rootless Wood, sown in a location Gu Ming and Cyan Treasure had already pinpointed through their Spiritual Link, materialized out of thin air and instantly grew at a frenzied pace.

The incomparably tough blades of grass, like nimble ropes, suddenly coiled around the joints of the Frost Steed's front legs, which had faltered for a moment due to its mental paralysis!

A cold light flared in the Frost Steed's eyes as the ice crystals on its body erupted outward in an attempt to shatter the blades of grass.

The blades were indeed breaking inch by inch, but the delay had bought Gu Ming's side something even briefer than an instant, yet potentially fatal: a break in the battle's rhythm!

"Now!" Gu Ming shouted.

Everything was going just as it had in the dream simulations, the rhythm of the battle controlled to perfection.

Light and shadow intertwined.

Ah Ji's figure leaped directly from the shadows at the Frost Steed's flank. Its sharp, slitted pupils were like the coming of death itself, its attack so ferocious that it completely ignored the pressure of the opponent's Dragon Race bloodline.

The Shadow Assault was launched in utter silence, yet its pitch-black claws were wreathed in a blinding, hyper-condensed light.

Light and dark achieved a strange, explosive balance in that single strike.

The claws aimed straight for a gap between the ice scales on the side of the Frost Steed's neck—a weak point they had calculated during dream-training simulations, one that appeared whenever the ice armor shifted with the creature's movements!

"SHIIIIINK!"

The claw of light and dark collided with the nigh-unbreakable ice armor, erupting in a grating shriek that set one's teeth on edge. Shards of ice mixed with fine particles of light and dark energy flew everywhere.

A clear crack appeared on the ice scale at the Frost Steed's neck. While it hadn't broken through its defenses completely, the strike had clearly been effective!

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