Beast Taming: Starting from Transmigration and Starting with a Cheat Code

Most of the participants on the training field had finished their runs one after another. If Wang Tianbing didn't give his conclusion soon, it would be against the spirit of the competition.

Although he was unsure of himself, he forced himself to remain calm, "That kid who came in first..."

Seeing his old friend's calm expression, Wang Tianbing felt weak and quickly changed his words, "The one next to him..."

His old friend casually sipped his tea, while Wang Tianbing spoke again, "The one behind him..."

But who are all those people behind them?

Finally, unable to withstand his old friend's teasing smile, Wang Tianbing, embarrassed and angry, said, "...Fine, I give up!"

He kept a close eye on Lao Yan's subtle facial expressions throughout, revising his answer again and again, but in the end he couldn't bear the grievance and gave up halfway.

"A bet's a bet, tell me who it is!?"

The feigned anger was full of resentment and bitterness.

Yan Hui was in no hurry. He spread his left hand out, palm up, and stretched it forward.

snort!

Wang Tianbing reluctantly handed over the bet, his heart aching.

"Speak quickly!" He glared at his old friend.

Yan Hui, seeing that he had the upper hand, stopped teasing him and said, "That one just finished running and is now holding a red... strange creature."

Strange, where did Qin Ming get this red spirit beast? It looks weird, something seems off.

But Yan Hui pondered for a long time without success.

Such a small spirit beast can be held safely in one's arms; how much trouble could it possibly cause?

Yan Hui raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, stopping himself from thinking about it further, realizing that he had been overthinking and being too cautious.

"Come on, let's go see what's so strange about this kid!"

Wang Tianbing was clearly unwilling to give up. He grabbed Yan Hui and jumped out of the window in a flurry, showing no trace of the demeanor of a master.

"Why are you still like this? I'm really fed up with you!"

The two descended from the sky, then stealthily slipped into the bushes...

After completing their warm-up exercises, everyone received a notification of today's training content.

Today is the arena battle. The champion has won 10 consecutive games, thus completing today's task. The remaining time is free for you to arrange as you wish.

The loser must make up for the corresponding amount of skill training.

The undefeated champion, on a winning streak, is exempt from training today and has free time to arrange his own schedule, which sounds extremely attractive.

But if we put ourselves in their shoes, no one would want someone else to easily obtain this honor. Considering the elemental advantages and disadvantages, things are not that simple.

The dignity of outstanding individuals from all over the country does not allow them to cheat or take shortcuts.

Even Qin Ming felt a little uneasy looking at the names of all the talented people on the list, who were scrutinizing him.

No one would want to snipe him, right...?

Sigh, the nail that sticks out gets hammered down; it's all because of his undeniable excellence.

"Brother Shen, why isn't anyone going up on stage? Is everyone being so conservative?"

Due to some uncontrollable factors during Qin Ming's warm-up training, there were already quite a few people present when he arrived at the arena.

"Everyone's waiting for you."

Qin Ming was about to say it wasn't that bad when the crowd around him suddenly made way for him.

This is quite a spectacle…

If Qin Ming doesn't go up, it seems like things are going to get out of hand.

Although he felt this was a bit too ostentatious and not in line with his usual style, he still felt secure with Little Fatty in his grasp.

What's the use of having a large number of people if you can't break through the defenses?

But soon, Qin Ming realized something was wrong: frostbite, burns, unconsciousness, poisoning...

The dazzling array of negative status skills that overwhelmed him broadened his horizons.

They actually teamed up to discuss countermeasures; is this some kind of team battle against a boss?

Even his friend Zeng Gui'an got involved, offering advice and schemes, which broke Qin Ming's heart.

However, after these few rounds of matches, Qin Ming realized that Little Fatty's damage reduction skill was not so invincible; those who were supposed to be poisoned would still be poisoned.

However, it's probably because Little Fatty eats a variety of foods and isn't picky, so he has a high resistance to toxins and thick blood. He can withstand it for a short time without much problem, but in the long run... in the long run, Little Fatty digests and detoxifies on his own.

Not only Qin Ming noticed this, but everyone in the audience did too.

In other words, ever since Little Fatty won by relying on his physical strength in a domineering and unreasonable manner, no one has tried to win through such unorthodox methods.

Even with a few stubborn, experience-oriented individuals, it wouldn't cause Qin Ming too much trouble.

Fortunately, there were no overpowered moves that could cost him his life. Although it was tough, Qin Ming managed to win by having Little Fatty and Keda take turns fighting.

While they were competing on the Qinming platform, Yan Hui and Wang Tianbing secretly communicated telepathically.

"Old Yan, what do you think?"

"I'll see with my eyes."

Yan Hui disliked such an unseemly manner, and even his tone of reply was strange.

But Wang Tianbing didn't care. He muttered to himself, "This kid is actually pretty good. His turtle's defense... only fire poison can hurt him, but he also has the Xuan Shui Duck that can heal..."

"That's strange, Lao Yan. When did the Xuan Shui Duck acquire advanced healing skills?" Wang Tianbing stroked his chin, puzzled.

"No official confirmation. He probably had some kind of luck of his own," Yan Hui replied casually.

"His opportunity is extraordinary. The tortoise is abnormal, the duck is abnormal, and he himself is abnormal! With such a gifted mental strength, how can his physical fitness be so poor?"

"No way, I'm going to try it later! I'll go with that turtle. Its eyes are hilarious. Qin Ming might be slow because of that turtle, making him go slow too!" Wang Tianbing said casually.

"Watch your manners! Don't be disrespectful to your elders!"

"know!"

After that, Wang Tianbing would occasionally let out a suppressed laugh, as if he was plotting something.

On the other side, "Qin Ming, some people are playing hide-and-seek. Should I drag them out and play with them?"

Huo Lin yawned nonchalantly.

With Huo Lin's friendly reminder, Qin Ming held his breath and also sensed the watchful eyes watching from the shadows.

It might have been the instructors observing or other people passing by.

While I don't understand why they have to be so secretive, I respect other people's legitimate hobbies.

Qin Ming's expression showed a hint of unease, which he quickly concealed, but it did not escape the notice of the two experienced and insightful individuals.

"This kid has such sharp senses, has he noticed something's wrong?"

"Given the difference in our strength, this is impossible!"

Wang Tianbing even began to doubt whether his stealth skills, honed through life-and-death experiences in the wild, had deteriorated.

"Old Yan, what do you think?"

"I don't want to watch!" Yan Hui had been observing Qin Ming for several days and found him to be quite unlike Wang Tianbing, who was so obsessed.

"This kid is strange. I advise you not to get involved. With the head of the Siyuan Dojo in the south personally vouching for him, his background is clean."

"No, I insist!"

Old Yan's persuasion not only had no positive effect, but also stirred up Wang Tianbing's rebellious spirit.