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

Facing the menacing and hostile He Fuke and Yun Jiao on the stage, Qin Ming simply glanced at them calmly, then turned his head slightly to look at his several partners who were eager to fight.

"Who wants to go?" The tone was relaxed, as if it were just deciding what to have for dinner.

Cang Xuan glanced calmly at the dragon on the stage, then at Keda and Xiaopang beside him, who were eager to try, before gracefully taking a half-step back, refusing to compete.

Keda and Xiaopang locked eyes, and it was as if sparks were crackling in the air.

"Alright, to be fair," Qin Ming said, amused by their stubbornness, "let's play rock-paper-scissors, one round to decide the winner."

A hint of human helplessness flashed in Cang Xuan's eyes, but Keda and Xiaopang became serious, as if facing a life-or-death battle.

Keda showed off his webbed paws, while Little Fatty confidently raised his chubby front paws, with only a few toes barely visible.

"Gah! (Bu!)"

"Ugh! (Scissors!)"

The voices rang out one after the other.

"Ugh! That's not fair!"

Da Ke belatedly realized that Little Fatty could actually say anything; those chubby paws looked like stones from afar, cloth up close, and even scissors upon closer inspection!

Qin Ming scratched his head somewhat awkwardly: "Uh... I didn't think it through. Let's try a different approach next time."

He patted Keda's wings to comfort him.

Keda huffed and reluctantly moved aside.

The chubby boy, unfazed by the prediction, smugly shook his head and climbed onto the ring with steady steps.

However, his round body formed a stark contrast with the majestic, cloud-shrouded cloud dragon opposite him.

Many students from Shanghai couldn't help but whisper among themselves, their faces showing worry—can this turtle... pull it off?

A few people seemed to recognize something, their eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.

He Fuke frowned as he looked at the turtle on the stage, which seemed unremarkable except for its roundness. His contempt deepened. "Is there no one else at the Magic City Academy? Sending up a turtle? Fine, Yun Jiao, let's finish this quickly and not waste any time."

"Cloud Tail Strike!"

"Next!"

The familiar start made many people raise their eyebrows.

The cloud dragon let out a clear and melodious dragon roar. Its long and powerful tail was enveloped in thick milky white clouds and mist, tearing through the air with a piercing sonic boom, like a bluish-white lightning bolt, and lashed fiercely at Little Fatty!

This attack seemed even more powerful than the one against the Rock Armor Rhinoceros, clearly intended to establish dominance and crush the opponent in one blow.

The audience was on the edge of their seats, and some even closed their eyes in disbelief.

However, Little Fatty's golden eyes, which were usually half-closed, were now bright and piercing, like two burning dark golden flames.

He stood there seemingly clumsily, neither dodging nor avoiding, just as the cloud dragon's tail, carrying immense power, was about to strike—

"Hmm!"

He let out a short growl, and his right forepaw rose up seemingly casually, yet with the speed of a phantom!

"Bang--!!!!"

A deafening roar, far deeper and more deafening than before, suddenly erupted!

A visible ring of white air burst out from the point where the claws and tails intersected, stirring up dust from the ground and surging wildly in all directions!

The solid arena floor groaned under the strain, and wherever the little fat boy stepped with his hind paw, the hard spirit-patterned stone slab was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks and dented downwards!

As the shockwave dissipated, everyone stared in astonishment.

Little Fatty stood firmly in place, his raised right forepaw firmly holding the dragon's tail, which was powerful enough to split rocks and shatter monuments!

At the point of contact, a few fine blue scales on the tail of the cloud dragon slightly curled up, oozing a trace of pale golden blood; while the thick keratin layer covering the little fat paws also showed a few fine cracks, oozing droplets of blood.

But he accepted!

Moreover, without using any defensive skills, relying solely on physical strength and the hardness of its shell, it directly confronted the Cloud Dragon's "Cloud Tail Strike"!

The morale of the Magic City Academy, which had been somewhat low due to the instant kill of the Rock Armor Rhino, suddenly exploded like dry tinder thrown into a spark!

"good!!!"

"So cool! That turtle god!"

"A head-on clash! That's what real strength is!"

The audience erupted in deafening cheers and applause, and many trainees were so excited that their faces turned red.

The pride that the Magic City Academy had lost in their defeat was now completely restored by Qin Ming!

In stark contrast, the expressions of the Azure Dragon Academy members opposite them changed drastically.

The arrogance on He Fuke's face froze instantly, and his pupils contracted slightly.

He knew all too well how terrifying Yun Jiao's power was; few of his peers could withstand it head-on, let alone a seemingly harmless turtle.

"What's going on?!" he asked urgently through the contract.

The consciousness transmitted by Yun Jiao carried a rare hint of solemnity and frustration: "He's overweight! And thick-skinned!"

He Fuke was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Turtles have strong defenses, but this level of defense is excessive.

Weren't the previous Rock Armored Rhinoceros also skilled in defense and incredibly heavy? Is this tortoise even heavier? Or has it eaten something delicious?

These thoughts flashed through my mind in a split second, but the battle allowed no room for hesitation.

"Create distance! Tear the storm apart!" He Fuke quickly changed tactics.

Using the recoil from Xiao Pang's block, Yun Jiao nimbly and swiftly retreated, quickly creating a distance of more than ten meters.

He hovered in mid-air, opened his dragon mouth, and the wind-elemental spiritual power within his body surged wildly!

"roar--!"

A raging tornado, over two meters in diameter and composed of countless cyan wind blades, roared out!

The wind blades spun and cut, emitting a teeth-grinding shriek. Wherever they passed, deep grooves were plowed into the arena floor, and gravel and dust were swept into them, adding to their power!

This is Yunjiao's signature area attack, which covers a wide area and has extremely strong cutting power, enough to shred steel into pieces!

Faced with this overwhelming storm of death, the chubby boy who had just been so domineeringly resisting made a move that left everyone speechless—

He pulled his neck and limbs into his shell!

The round tortoise shell landed on the ground with a "thud," fitting perfectly and seamlessly.

And then... nothing happened.

"???"

The cheers from the audience stopped abruptly, and everyone was stunned.

Just a moment ago they were exuding domineering aura, how come they've suddenly become cowardly? Although hiding is a common tactic for turtle-like spirit beasts, this is just too... cowardly, isn't it?

The raging "tearing storm" instantly engulfed Little Fatty and the area within several meters around him.

Countless wind blades frantically slashed at the tortoise shell, producing a dense, ear-piercing noise like raindrops hitting banana leaves or metal rubbing together, and sending up a trail of dazzling sparks!

However, when the storm subsided, the tortoise shell lay quietly in place, with faint white lines visible, but upon closer inspection... it was gone.

Completely undamaged? Not even a decent dent!?

He Fuke's eye twitched violently, his heart filled with astonishment.

He knew all too well the power of this "Tearing Storm"; any spirit beast below the third rank caught in it would be severely injured, if not killed! What on earth was that tortoise shell made of?! Even the legendary Xuan Iron wasn't this hard!

A surge of anger, a mixture of provocation and the long-lost excitement of meeting a worthy opponent, rose within him.

"Let's see how long you can keep hiding! Cloud Dragon, Dragon's Dive!" He Fuke gritted his teeth and shouted, his voice filled with a do-or-die determination.

He refused to believe that the tortoise shell was truly invincible!