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

"Qin Ming, Lu Wuyan has given me the completed amplification array plate, and clone number 1 is on its way here."

Cang Xuan's voice rang out in his mind, as calm and detached as ever, but its content was exhilarating.

Upon hearing this news as soon as he emerged from the interdimensional space, Qin Ming raised an eyebrow, a sharp smile appearing on his handsome face.

But he quickly thought of something else: "Have those three teams started fighting yet? How's the battle going?"

They were delayed here for some time, while the situation outside had probably already changed drastically.

"According to my second clone, both sides have eliminated half of their members. He Fuke of the Cloud Dragon Squad resonated with the Azure Dragon Stele, and the Cloud Dragon retained its rationality in its berserk state, with its combat power reaching the peak of the fourth tier."

Retaining rationality even in a berserk state? That's quite a tactic.

Cang Xuan continued his report: "The high-end combat forces of both sides are evenly matched, but He Fuke cannot sustain this momentum for long. His resonance state is gradually declining. Just when he was about to be defeated, our side intervened, and the battle has once again reached a stalemate."

Everything was progressing smoothly without any unexpected complications, so Qin Ming asked calmly, "What about the remaining teams?"

"There aren't many squads left. Most of those who came to watch were eliminated, and the few remaining survivors are no longer a threat."

"Lu Wuyan has also accurately collected the exact locations of the remaining teams that are avoiding the battle and holding their ground."

it is good.

well.

In the distance, a streak of light swiftly approached and landed in front of Qin Ming in the blink of an eye.

It was a figure similar to Cang Xuan's true form, shrouded in a faint silver glow, with an ancient array plate in its mouth, its intricate array patterns slowly flowing.

One can sense the heart-pounding fluctuations within it simply by probing with one's spiritual power.

After Qin Ming put the items away, he waved his hand, and without saying a word, the beasts' fighting spirit was like blades, and they flew away through the wind.

The real hunt begins now.

……

In the center of the battlefield, everything was in ruins.

The ground was covered with scorch marks and deep pits left by the bombardment of spiritual energy, and broken rocks were scattered all over the place. The air was filled with the smell of dust and blood.

The two sides fought fiercely here, each move carrying the determination to fight to the death.

Yan Kun was panting heavily, sweat trickling down his forehead and seeping into the corners of his eyes, stinging them.

A prolonged battle would ultimately be disadvantageous for him, and during his fight with the Cloud Dragon team, his spirit beast was ambushed by He Fuke's Cloud Dragon, whose strength had increased dramatically.

Although he wasn't eliminated outright, his condition had plummeted. At this moment, he was retreating to the back of the group, seizing every spare moment to adjust his breathing and recover.

Soon, if he can hold out for just a few more moments, he'll recover some of his fighting strength and rejoin the battle.

A faint gust of wind sounded behind him.

wrong.

The Fiery Mane Lion roared backward, unleashing a burst of furious flames, only to be instantly extinguished by a beam of water.

Yan Kun's scalp tingled. Years of combat instinct left him no time to think; his body reacted first, rolling to the left.

But he was fast, and the shadow was even faster.

A vine emerged from a blind spot and precisely landed on the assessment badge on his chest.

The emblem emitted a clear ringing sound, then dimmed.

"Nanyan Team Captain Yan Kun is eliminated."

A cold announcement rang out overhead. Before Yan Kun could even see the face of the person who had arrived, his body was enveloped by a gentle force, and he was about to be teleported out of the battlefield.

In the last moment before he was teleported, he finally saw the other person's face clearly.

A young face with a faint smile emerged from the shadows.

"Who are you—"

Before Yan Kun could finish speaking, he was engulfed in the teleportation light.

Everyone on the field quickly went on alert, and all eyes turned to the intruder who had suddenly appeared.

Qin Ming patted non-existent dust off his hands and walked out of the spot where Yan Kun had been eliminated, his steps as leisurely as if he were taking a stroll in his own backyard.

Little Fatty yawned and lazily looked at everyone.

Keda hovered quietly beside him, his gaze as cold as ice.

Cang Xuan stood silently behind him, like a sword yet to be drawn.

He Fuke's eyes nearly bled as he yelled, "Qin Ming!"

He recognized him.

Others might not recognize him, but how could he not?

"Is he the rival you're concerned about?"

Beside him, the older student who had been chatting casually asked in a low voice.

He Fuke gritted his teeth and did not answer.

He was concerned about Qin Ming because the opponent's past tactical thinking was unfathomable, but now the aura emanating from the opponent was a bit too much.

Eliminating the captain of the Nan Yan team in one move—even if it was a calculated move, few people present could do it so effortlessly.

Time was running out for them to communicate any further.

Qin Ming made a move.

He gave his opponents no time to react, and with a wave of his hand, his spirit beasts charged forward, one against many.

With a flap of its wings, the light of the moon and water spreads across the sky, unstoppable by anyone.

Cangxuan, with his vines spreading out, blocked everyone's escape route in an instant.

Little Fatty will randomly send a few people into the sky; as for how to land them safely, that's up to each person's skill.

In an instant, the teleportation beams of those who had been eliminated rose and fell.

Qin Ming was not only not at a disadvantage.

They even subtly exerted pressure.

After the number system, the captain of the Northern Abyss team, who was enveloped by the teleportation light, let out a complex sigh at the last moment before his figure disappeared.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; who would have thought..."

This sigh seemed to bring this chaotic battle to an end.

The teleportation lights flashed one after another, like a silent fireworks display in the valley.

Those powerful warriors who had fought to the point of exhaustion fell one after another in front of Qin Ming, like dominoes being toppled, and were eliminated.

They did not resist.

But it was too late.

Having just finished a high-intensity battle, their spiritual energy was depleted, their spirit beasts were injured, and they had exhausted all their means, with no time to recover.

Qin Ming then waited in comfort and seized the opportunity to enter.

The harvest was swift and smooth, like a hot knife cutting through butter, without the slightest hesitation.

Meanwhile, several miles away, in a hidden cave.

This place is far from the main battlefield, with intact walls and a narrow entrance, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack.

From the start of the assessment, one team made a choice that was completely different from the others.

They did not engage in any direct confrontations, but only collected the anti-toxic resources needed for the final round, holding their ground and waiting for the right moment.

"If we hold on here and stay until the end of the competition, we should be able to achieve a mid-to-upper-ranking position."

The captain sat at the deepest part of the cave, leaning against the stone wall, his expression resolute.

His judgment was not without reason; the final ranking in the assessment did indeed have a significant weight in the elimination time.

As long as they can last longer than most people, they can still get a decent score even without a single victory.

This strategy, though dishonorable, is very practical.

The resources that rankings can translate into are the real deal.

The people in the cave nodded in agreement, their tense emotions gradually easing.

Listening to the occasional roaring sounds outside, they secretly rejoiced that they hadn't gotten caught up in a battle of gods.

Just then, the captain frowned.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of something that shouldn't be there.

green?

He looked up abruptly, his pupils contracting sharply.

At some point, countless vines sprouted from the cave walls, the ground, and even the crevices in the rocks overhead.

The vines were entirely emerald green, as if they had been soaked in thick paint, and they spread out at an almost eerie speed, silently, like the tide washing over the beach.

"Why are vines growing here?"

His voice was filled with disbelief, but his fighting instincts made him react instantly.

"Oh no! It's an enemy attack!"

too late.

The vines suddenly sprang up, like hundreds of green venomous snakes attacking at the same time.

Some people tried to rush out of the cave, only to find that the cave entrance was blocked by faint array patterns. Threads of spiritual energy wove together into a net, blocking the only way out.

Within a few breaths, the badges on the chests of everyone in the cave dimmed simultaneously.

Lu Wuyan's figure slowly emerged from the cave wall. He raised his hand slightly, made a checkmark on the notebook without expression, and then turned and disappeared.

"Beisan Cave, Qing."

A brief battle report was relayed to Qin Ming by Cang Xuan's clone.

Qin Ming watched as his last opponent was swallowed by the teleportation light and gently exhaled a breath of stale air.

From the start of the general offensive to this moment, less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn has passed.

All the teams hidden in the shadows were wiped out without exception.

At this point, the outcome is decided!