Beast taming, starting from zero point
Chapter 582 - 530: A Loss Well Deserved

Chapter 582: Chapter 530: A Loss Well Deserved

Little Steel Falcon swiftly retracted its claws, dodging the attacking palm from the youngster.

"Beautiful!" the commentator exclaimed upon seeing this, "Even though Little Steel Falcon isn’t as fast as the palm-striking kid, its reflexes are quick, and it has good control over its body."

"Exactly," the white youth next to him said, "If Little Steel Falcon had relied solely on flying to move, it wouldn’t have been able to dodge that attack. That retraction of its claws was nothing short of brilliant."

The white youth was none other than the E-rank Beast Tamer who had won the title of arena king in yesterday’s tournament.

In the Pet Beast arena competitions, there was an unwritten rule that the day’s arena king would be invited to join the commentator for the live commentary the following day.

This job not only brought prestige and attracted a group of fans, but it also came with a generous reward, which practically no one would refuse.

While the two were conversing, Little Steel Falcon fluttered its wings and flitted to a higher position.

It seemed that this Pet Beast called the palm-striking kid must be from the Combat Series. Close combat posed risks, so it would be best to attack from a distance. Little Steel Falcon’s only long-range attack skill was... Qiao Sang’s thoughts raced, and he quickly commanded:

"Air Blade."

Without a word, Little Steel Falcon vigorously flapped its wings, and several white blades of air, condensed from the atmosphere, suddenly appeared and hurtled towards the spot where the palm-striking kid was positioned.

The palm-striking kid did not dodge but quickly tore off the white tape from his wrist and started waving it around.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Once removed, the white tape, which was more than two meters long, glowed with a white light when swung, forming a chain of white light encircling the body of the palm-striking kid as if it were enveloped by it.

It blocked everything without a single leak.

In just a few moments, the Air Blades completely disappeared.

What kind of skill is this... Qiao Sang maintained his composure on the surface, but his mind was filled with shock and uncertainty.

He had thought that after studying tirelessly for so long he had shed his identity as a poor student, but now he couldn’t even recognize a skill!

"That’s a very practical prop," the commentator’s voice rang out at that moment, "The lightweight protection cloth can be used as a defensive item once energy is inputted, and it can be carried around without weighing much. Every time I see the palm-striking kid using it, I want one for myself."

The white youth shook his head and said, "The lightweight protective cloth’s energy threshold is limited, and so is its defense capability. The perfect defense just now was possible because there’s a gap in strength between the palm-striking kid and Little Steel Falcon. If the palm-striking kid’s opponent had a higher energy level, that lightweight protective cloth would surely be ruined."

So it’s a prop, I thought, no matter how many nights I’ve stayed up studying, how could I not recognize a skill used by an intermediate level Pet Beast... Qiao Sang, upon hearing the conversation, first showed an expression of realization and then was shocked.

Fuck! So props aren’t banned in arena matches?

"Close combat!" Kash issued the command.

Upon hearing the order, the palm-striking kid threw away the white tape in his hand and then, with a powerful push from his legs, leaped up, reaching a position parallel to Little Steel Falcon in mid-air, clenched his fists, tensed his muscles, and with tremendous force swung at Little Steel Falcon.

Little Steel Falcon, guided by its battle experience since birth, instinctively flapped its wings to dodge.

But just as it began to flap its wings, the voice of its own Beast Tamer entered its ears:

"Head! Steel Wing!"

Little Steel Falcon hesitated for 0.1 seconds.

In its view, evading was the best choice at that moment.

It should have been drawing out the battle against a stronger opponent, seeking the right moment to strike back.

In that brief 0.1 second, the palm-striking kid’s fist, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, reached just in front of Little Steel Falcon’s eyes.

"Steel Steel!"

Little Steel Falcon gritted its teeth, restrained its instinct to flap its wings to increase the distance, and instead shifted its body 90 degrees upwards.

As it shifted sideways, its wings startlingly transformed into two silvery steel blades!

Little Steel Falcon brushed perilously close to the fist of the palm-striking kid as it passed by.

The palm-striking kid struck at nothing, not pausing for even a second as he instantly turned his body to the side, and his tense, muscular right leg continued to lash out towards Little Steel Falcon.

"The head!" echoed the words of Little Steel Falcon’s Beast Tamer in its mind.

Its eyes fixed dead on its opponent’s head, Little Steel Falcon darted swiftly, and its now steel-blade-like wings mercilessly sliced across the face of the palm-striking kid.

"Palm Palm!"

The Palm Rush kid’s legs were too long; he was ultimately a step too slow and was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the ground.

"Steel Steel..."

The Little Steel Falcon was stunned for a moment, not expecting its own success.

Kash’s expression changed, his face looking somewhat unsightly in an instant.

At the same time, the audience who had bet on him also wore grim expressions.

However, since the match wasn’t completely over, these spectators didn’t immediately curse in too ugly a manner.

"Get up!" Kash shouted.

On this side, Qiao Sang hadn’t issued a command yet, but Little Steel Falcon’s gaze flashed, knowing that now was the best time to attack.

It flapped its wings forcefully downward, and several Air Blades converged and struck towards Palm Rush kid’s face.

To have contracted a Pet Beast with such a sharp mind was truly wonderful; she hadn’t communicated with it before the match, merely mentioning the head, and it knew to continue targeting the head... Qiao Sang inwardly praised Little Steel Falcon’s intelligence and her own discernment.

The Palm Rush kid, enduring the pain and just about to rise, was taken by surprise as the Air Blades came at him, leaving him no choice but to continuously roll to dodge.

"Bang Bang Bang!"

The Air Blades struck the ground, flinging stones and sending dust flying, obscuring Palm Rush kid’s vision.

"Steel Wing! The head!" Seeing Palm Rush kid roll to the edge of the arena, Qiao Sang instructed.

The most powerful skill possessed by Little Steel Falcon was its Steel Wing, which had attained a Master level, and with its sharpness trait, it could cause not insignificant damage even to a Pet Beast one rank higher than itself.

Combat Series Pet Beasts mostly have weaknesses in the head and neck areas. This Palm Rush kid’s neck was wrapped with white tape; she couldn’t take the risk. The unprotected head was the best target!

"Steel Steel!"

This time, Little Steel Falcon hesitated not a whit, its expression even showing a hint of excitement.

It dived downward, its wings turning into silvery steel blades, and it mercilessly slashed towards the Palm Rush kid’s head.

"Protect your head!" Kash, feeling a chill in his heart, shouted loudly.

The Palm Rush kid, hearing its Beast Tamer’s command, quickly crossed its fists over its face to shield itself.

Little Steel Falcon’s gaze flickered, its body slightly turning, and the point of attack shifted instantly from the face to the top of the head.

"Palm Palm!"

The Palm Rush kid cried out in agony, then lay silent.

The large virtual screen in the back promptly displayed the outcome:

[Kash VS Qiao Sang, 0:1]

All those who had bet on Kash winning suddenly rose in anger, nearly throwing trash onto the stage.

"Kash! You trash! You actually lost to a kid!"

"Palm Rush kid is a whole rank above Little Steel Falcon and still lost! Get off the stage already, don’t embarrass yourself any more!"

"Kash, you’re really a damn waste of space!"

Amidst the angry jeering, the commentator did not forget his job:

"It appears that the newcomer to this arena battle is no ordinary individual. Facing an opponent stronger than himself, he showed no fear, not relying on Little Steel Falcon’s flying ability to create distance and wear down the Palm Rush kid. Instead, he seized the opportunity to counterattack when Palm Rush kid initiated a close-range attack."

"Not bad," said the Caucasian youth with a nod. "This Little Steel Falcon has been trained well. The core of combat technique is control over one’s body. The higher the body control, the more acute reactions you can exhibit with the same physical ability. Earlier, Little Steel Falcon avoided Palm Rush kid’s close-quarters assault with slight movements and seized the gap to attack and succeed, showing its exceptional control over its body."

"Moreover, that final blow also demonstrates its excellent adaptability," the commentator said. "When Palm Rush kid covered the front of its head, and Little Steel Falcon was less than a meter away, it instantly knew to change the attack target to the top of the head. Your average Pet Beast wouldn’t be able to make such a quick mental shift."

In conclusion, he added:

"In this round, Kash did not lose unjustly."