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

The curator looked over with a puzzled expression, but did not receive a more detailed explanation.

In the slightly tense atmosphere, the host quickly smoothed things over.

"It seems there's a slight disagreement here, but that's okay. What we want in an interview is to get the truth! They say listening to both sides leads to clarity. What do others think?"

The esteemed Master Qian, who had traveled from afar, immediately set out to start afresh: "Generally speaking, the more transparent the crystal formation, the purer the internal energy, and the better the effect!"

Among the judges who nodded in approval, Master Zheng, with his furrowed brows, seemed utterly out of place.

"Old Zheng, do you have any brilliant ideas?"

Zheng Da looked around and spoke with difficulty, "On this point, I still don't quite agree!"

"Old Zheng, what's wrong with you today?"

The judges present were not strangers to each other; they all had personal relationships and knew that he was not usually the type to argue like this.

Zheng Da smiled bitterly. He used to be such a cheerful and optimistic person, until...

Wanting to explain something, yet feeling that what he wanted to say was too hot to handle, or perhaps unsure of what language to use to express something so abstract and absurd, he simply kept it a secret.

"You'll see!"

"Sigh~"

He ended with a long sigh, leaving the others feeling itchy with curiosity.

"Old Zheng, Qin Ming is here to compete, right? I specifically declined the invitation from the Shanghai division and came all this way!"

It's not easy to get a judge to rush around to the competition like a fan chasing after a star.

Master Zheng joked, "I knew you came here with ill intentions. Are you coveting my esteemed disciple again?"

"That's a bit of an overstatement. Didn't you just attract this trouble because you're always showing off to me?"

"Besides, did you train Qin Ming? Don't try to glorify yourself!"

Old Qian turned the tables and dealt a critical hit.

Zheng Da's expression changed slightly. "But at least he calls me 'Master,' while we're at most nodding acquaintances!"

This time, it was Old Qian's turn to force a smile.

The banter between old friends is like a dangerous battle of wits, far too treacherous.

At this moment, the Siyuan Martial Arts Hall was filled with tranquility.

Qin Ming rode on the back of the giant snake, enjoying the continuous stream of delicious food fed to him by his senior sister, second senior brother, and other fellow disciples. He felt that nothing in the world was more wonderful than this.

"What? You mean Orochi's huge breakthrough?"

"That was all thanks to Orochi's own hard work; I was merely adding a small finishing touch!"

Amidst the praise of the crowd, Qin Ming remained calm and unperturbed, not seeking credit.

After enduring it again and again, the eldest brother, who felt he couldn't bear it any longer, suddenly thought that it wouldn't hurt to endure it a little longer.

Someone as capable as Qin Ming may never have the time or opportunity to return like this again; he will eventually move on to a bigger stage...

The two days of carefree fun passed by in a flash, leaving Qin Ming with a sigh and a secret resolve that he would definitely go home to visit his family more often whenever he had the chance.

With a completely refreshed spirit, Qin Ming arrived at the competition venue, which he had been watching online for a long time.

So far, none of the contestants have posed a threat to him, but he cannot rule out the possibility that some of them are holding back, or that there might be a dark horse among those who, like him, have been exempted from the competition.

So, just to be on the safe side, he decided to go all out and go all out from the start.

Moreover, there were people Qin Ming knew and cared about on the judging panel, and he hoped to bring some honor to Siyuan Martial Arts Academy and live up to the expectations of his past mentors.

With careful consideration, Qin Ming openly and honestly began selecting a handsome face mask.

He was actually quite aware of his own level of array formation skills. He could sacrifice his outward appearance for the sake of the effect of array crystal formation, but he still had his pride!

Especially in public like this.

In the waiting room, Qin Ming was adjusting his mask repeatedly in front of the mirror, while the host was warming up the audience.

"As we all know, standing on such a stage is a great honor for every young spirit master, and everyone is showing their best side."

"Now, let's welcome the seeded players who have secured their spots in the main draw!"

Amidst thunderous applause from the audience, Qin Ming followed the flow of people onto the stage. There were a total of 5 seeded players, three men and two women.

Each person was impeccably dressed and made up, striving to present their most stylish side.

Wearing a mask, Qin Ming looked like he had wandered onto the wrong film set, which was a little awkward, but at least he was wearing a mask.

Qin Ming, who clearly wanted to compete for the championship in a low-key manner, was unexpectedly made the brightest star as soon as he appeared.

The other people who made a refined entrance were overshadowed, and they looked at Qin Ming with either curiosity or disdain.

But this situation didn't develop as Qin Ming had hoped; it's all because of the contrast with his peers!

"Whose renowned teacher produced such a gifted student?"

It wasn't just the audience who were discussing it; the judges were also talking about it.

Of course, some people are not optimistic, saying, "Trying to attract attention is unacceptable!"

Master Zheng recognized who was behind the mask at a glance and immediately retorted in defense, "Judging people by their appearance is even more inappropriate!"

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"The main competition is divided into two rounds. The first round is a set-topic assessment, in which participants draw array formations and condense crystals for a specific spirit beast."

The second round has no restrictions on subject matter or materials; the scoring will be based solely on the results.

Each match has a maximum score of 100. The final ranking of the competition is determined by the total score of both matches!

"Alright, the first match is about to begin. Players, please take your positions!"

Some external objects can provide powerful assistance to the formation, such as the duck shed that Qin Ming destroyed with spirit crystals, and the resources integrated into the formation that can evolve.

This is a more advanced application, and if it encounters a talented person with exceptional financial resources, its potential is indeed unpredictable.

Qin Ming felt troubled and didn't know which approach to take.

Many other players on the field were also in pain. They hadn't learned such advanced techniques yet, and they worried that if they couldn't come up with something new for the second match, wouldn't they look embarrassing?

The previous competition didn't have such a difficult supplementary test! Heaven has betrayed me!

While everyone's mindset was still fluctuating, the first competition officially began.

It's hard not to suspect that this deliberate arrangement might be part of the performance evaluation.

Because many people on the field are mentally unstable and give up as soon as they start, those who have made it this far are not ordinary people. They certainly have a grasp of formations, but they clearly haven't seen enough of the big storms, and their ability to resist interference needs to be improved...

Qin Ming, listening to the constant banging sounds like firecrackers, had a happy expression on his face behind the mask; his technique was skillful and steady...

The familiar formation framework is already in place, so what should we add next?

He carefully examined the designated spirit beast before him—the Spirit Snail.

That familiar spiral shape sparked a burst of inspiration in Qin Ming!

With a flourish of his brush, he once again became engrossed in his artistic creation, unable to extricate himself...