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Seventh Elder: "The 1020th Beast Controlling Competition of the Holy Sky Beast Controlling Academy has officially begun."

Next, the guardian beast of Shengtian College, the Mingyang Eagle, spoke, summoned by the dean.

The huge sculpture, with alternating brown and black coats, hovered in the sky, growing in size until it was large enough to cover the sky and the sun.

"On behalf of the old dean, I am proud of the thousands of beast-controlling students. I will do my best to break through the upper limit. I will wait for your arrival in the secret realm."

The Mingyang Diao's voice was old and deep, like an ancient call, shaking the minds of the students below.

Those words were like the words left to them by the founder of Shengtian Academy.

Lin Muqing raised his eyes and looked at the eagle, which was only more than two thousand years old. It was so powerful that the spirit beast had a longer lifespan than the beast master. As long as the contract was canceled before the beast master died, the spirit beast could continue to look for the next one. Master, this eagle only follows every dean and is the patron saint of the college.

"Okay!" All the students shouted in unison.

The freshman had never seen it before, so he stared at the large brown-black eagle flying above his head without blinking.

Ming Chenque raised his head and suddenly met the eyes of the Mingyang Eagle above him. It seemed to be stunned for a moment, as if it wanted to recognize something.

But the game has begun.

The crowd spread out, and there were ten arenas at each of the five levels.

Mingchenque walked to the ring step by step, looked at the unknown king-level beast master opposite, and cupped his hands, "Mingchenque."

"Song Wanzhou." Song Wanzhou looks about thirty years old, but is actually already a hundred years old. He has a round face and an old-fashioned tone.

After confirming the name of the competition, the two summoned their spirit beasts tacitly.

First, Song Wanzhou summoned ten king-level spirit beasts. Probably because everyone knew from rumors that Mingchen Que already had twelve king-level spirit beasts, so Song Wanzhou showed his trump card the first time.

Then the twelve spiritual beasts from Mingchen Palace appeared.

Thunder eagle, blue-eyed black wolf, half-moon deer, ghost lion, fire unicorn, phoenix, giant bear and other ferocious spiritual beasts stood beside the master.

"Looking at this posture, although Mingchen Que's spirit beasts are all king-level, they are not as powerful as Song Wanzhou. Both Qilin and Phoenix have stronger attack power than Mingchen Que's spirit beasts."

"Hard to say."

"Don't underestimate his potential!"

The arena is very large, with a diameter of three hundred meters. It is so large that it is convenient for the huge spiritual beast to stand. The audience gathers around the outside and communicates with excitement.

Although Lin Muqing already knew that Mingchen Que would win, he rarely watched him compete. He sat in the audience and watched him let the spirit beasts use that skill.

The skill light screen attacks flying all over the sky were beyond everyone's expectations. The spirit beasts in Mingchen Que seemed ordinary, but their skills could combine attacks in an orderly manner and defeat the enemy with one move.

What is unexpected is that his spirit beasts can actually form a formation. After combining the skills, seven or eight skills hit the opponent's spirit beast at once, making Song Wanzhou's spirit beast almost alive in an instant.

This kind of teamwork of spiritual beasts was not just a random fight using skills. It was so novel that they cheered.

"What kind of play is this?"

"I took down a king-level one in one move. Fortunately, it was not my opponent. Song Wanzhou was obviously panicked. Judging from his chaotic fighting style, the victory or defeat was decided."

"He really has endless possibilities."

Who the one he and the two he refers to is tacitly understood by everyone.

Several elders stood up quickly and said in unison, "Okay! Okay! Great!"

Dean Dongfang also wanted to shout, but for the sake of the image of the college he could only pretend to be solemn and stroke his beard, but in fact the villain in his heart was already jumping up!

The seventh elder nodded repeatedly, "It seems that this kid has made preparations and created his own skill. Fire Qilin uses water and ice and thunder to attack together. The effect is doubled!"

Dongfang Wenyao: "As expected of the disciple I personally selected."

In the arena, Ming Chenque controlled his spiritual beasts in his mind and defeated Song Wanzhou's spiritual beasts one by one.

"Thunder leads! Water fills the sky..."

"Searching Dragon Blade!" Song Wanzhou didn't fight back a few times, and all the spirit beasts were injured. Only those below the king level were left in his spirit beast space. Obviously, the outcome was decided.

Not long after, the game ended. The spirit beasts in Mingchen Que were only affected by the light wave of his own skills, but ten spirit beasts were paralyzed around Song Wanzhou. Their vitality had dropped and they had to be restored with pills immediately.

Song Wanzhou had to admit defeat, but he was convinced, "I admit defeat!"

The fourth elder who was the referee used his profound energy to make a sound: "In this round, Mingchen Que wins."

The competition in other arenas was also in full swing, and the stronger ones were gradually identified, and then the winners of the two arenas were allowed to compete, layer by layer, until the two strongest players fought each other to determine the first place.

When Ming Chenque stepped down, he made the spirit beasts shrink. A group of small spirit beasts swung their butts and followed behind him. There were alchemists scattered around. He chose Lin Muqing's position.