The training base in the evening was bathed in a golden afterglow, which streamed through the large floor-to-ceiling windows into the training hall, painting the entire space with a warm hue.
Liu Yi stood at the edge of the field, Ziyue quietly crouching at her feet, her purple eyes intently fixed on the arena. Chiying hovered beside her, its dark scales gleaming with a deep luster under the setting sun, golden patterns like flowing lava.
Across from them, Meng Tao and his Poison-tail Scorpion were already in position.
Meng Tao was a Beast Tamer around thirty years old, lean with sharp eyes.
He sized up Chiying, a slight smile playing on his lips. “Professor Lin said your Moling Dragon has a very interesting trait. I’ll get to see it firsthand today.”
Professor Lin stood at the control panel by the field, holding a tablet computer. “The rules are simple: 1v1, ends when one side is incapacitated or concedes. Meng Tao, control your strength.”
“Don’t worry,” Meng Tao said, stretching his wrist. “Let’s begin.”
Liu Yi took a deep breath and looked at Chiying.
Chiying’s crimson eyes gleamed with a steady light, and it gently swayed its tail, indicating it was ready.
“Chiying, ascend and maintain your distance,” Liu Yi commanded first.
Chiying immediately soared into the air, taking up a position above the field.
Its flight posture was graceful and calm, as if an invisible cloud supported it in the air.
“Poison-tail Scorpion, Poison Needle Barrage!” Meng Tao unceremoniously launched the first attack.
The Poison-tail Scorpion’s tail stinger whipped fiercely, sending dozens of purple poison needles shooting towards Chiying in the air like a torrential rain.
“Dragon Starfall!” Liu Yi decisively ordered.
Chiying raised its head and let out a clear dragon’s roar, golden light shimmering between its dragon horns.
Several burning meteorites suddenly appeared in the void, crashing down towards the Poison-tail Scorpion below.
The meteorites and poison needles met in mid-air, exploding firelight intertwining with purple poisonous mist.
A few poison needles pierced through the gaps of the explosion and shot towards Chiying, but they only left faint marks on its scales.
“The Counter-Poison trait activated. Poison-type damage is ineffective and actually restores a small amount of stamina,” Professor Lin rapidly recorded data at the control panel.
Meng Tao’s eyes lit up. “Indeed interesting. Poison-tail Scorpion, Poison Mist Envelopment!”
The Poison-tail Scorpion’s tail vibrated violently, and dense purple poisonous mist gushed from its body, rapidly spreading across the entire field.
Wherever the poisonous mist passed, the training targets on the ground were rapidly corroded, emitting a piercing “hissing” sound.
Liu Yi slightly narrowed her eyes. The poisonous mist would continuously cause damage; if Chiying were enveloped within it—
A slight smile played on her lips.
Chiying hovered above the poisonous mist. The surging purple mist tried to climb onto its body, but the moment it made contact, it vanished without a trace.
“This…” Meng Tao paused, stunned. “It’s not afraid of poison?”
“It’s not just that it’s not afraid,” Professor Lin’s voice came from the control panel. “The Counter-Poison trait grants immunity to Poison-type damage, and when attacked by Poison-type skills, it actually recovers stamina. Your poisonous mist is a tonic for it.”
The expression on Meng Tao’s face shifted from surprise to solemnity. “I see. Poison-tail Scorpion, cease Poison-type skills!”
The Poison-tail Scorpion immediately retracted its poisonous mist, and the purple light on its tail stinger also dimmed.
“Switch to physical attacks, Tail Stinger Assault!” Meng Tao quickly adjusted his tactics.
The Poison-tail Scorpion’s six segmented limbs exerted force simultaneously, turning it into a black afterimage as it pounced towards Chiying in the air.
Its speed was extremely fast, its tail stinger thrusting straight at Chiying like a spear.
“Dragon Dance,” Liu Yi calmly ordered.
Chiying spun gracefully in the air, Dragon-type energy flowing around its body.
As the Dragon Dance completed, its speed noticeably increased. At the critical moment, it dodged sideways, and the Poison-tail Scorpion’s tail stinger grazed its scales.
“Now, Venom Spray!” Liu Yi seized the moment the opponent’s attack missed to counterattack.
Chiying flicked its tail, and purplish-black venom accurately splashed onto the Poison-tail Scorpion’s carapace.
The Poison-tail Scorpion let out a “hissing” sound, but soon—
“Useless,” Meng Tao said, a slight smile playing on his lips. “The Poison-tail Scorpion itself has the Poison attribute, so its resistance to Poison-type skills is very high.”
Liu Yi wasn’t surprised.
This was the opportunity she was waiting for.
“Dragon’s Rage!”
Golden light flared between Chiying’s dragon horns, and a high-pressure Dragon Breath shot out like a sharp sword, aiming directly at the Poison-tail Scorpion’s abdomen—the thinnest part of its carapace.
“Evade!” Meng Tao hurriedly ordered.
The Poison-tail Scorpion’s six legs exerted force, and it violently rolled to the right.
Dragon’s Rage grazed its carapace, plowing a deep gully into the training field’s ground.
“That was close,” Meng Tao sighed in relief, but the next second, his pupils sharply contracted.
Because Chiying had, at some unknown point, ascended to a higher position, golden energy gathered around its body.
“Is that… Rising Dragon Strike?!” Meng Tao’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Chiying swooped down like a meteor, golden energy forming a conical vortex around its body. The air was torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.
The Poison-tail Scorpion had just adjusted its posture from rolling and had no time to dodge.
“Poison Armor Protection!” Meng Tao hastily ordered.
The Poison-tail Scorpion’s carapace instantly glowed with dark purple light, and its defense greatly increased.
But the characteristic of Rising Dragon Strike was—it ignores defense and protection skills!
“Boom—!!!”
The immense impact force sent the Poison-tail Scorpion flying. It tumbled several times in mid-air before crashing heavily by the side of the field.
Fine cracks appeared on its carapace, and its six segmented limbs twitched weakly.
Chiying, meanwhile, was paralyzed in place due to Rising Dragon Strike’s side effect, unable to move for a short period.
“Poison-tail Scorpion, can you still get up?” Meng Tao asked anxiously.
The Poison-tail Scorpion struggled to get up, but the damage from Rising Dragon Strike was too severe; it tried several times and failed.
“Poison-tail Scorpion is incapacitated,” Professor Lin announced.
The field was silent for a few seconds, then applause broke out.
Meng Tao walked over to the Poison-tail Scorpion, checking its injuries. After confirming there were no serious injuries, he looked up at Chiying.
By then, Chiying had recovered from its paralyzed state and slowly descended to Liu Yi’s side.
Its breathing was a little hurried, but its eyes were still bright.
“Three A-rank skills,” Meng Tao said, with undisguised surprise in his tone. “Dragon Starfall, Dragon’s Rage, Rising Dragon Strike… and this is only an Intermediate stage pet?”
He turned to Professor Lin. “Professor Lin, when you told me before, I thought you were exaggerating.”
Professor Lin shook his head with a smile. “When have I ever lied to you? But seeing it firsthand certainly has more impact than just looking at data.”
Meng Tao walked up to Liu Yi, looking at her seriously. “Your tactics were very well executed. You tricked me into letting the Poison-tail Scorpion get close, then seized the opportunity to use Dragon’s Rage to force its movement, and finally finished it off with Rising Dragon Strike.”
He paused, then added, “And you precisely calculated the duration of Rising Dragon Strike’s side effect. During its paralysis, my Poison-tail Scorpion was already unable to get up. Many professional players can’t compare to that level of calculation ability.”
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