165: Chapter 165 Purple Sable VS Poison Tail Leopard

Every arena in the battle zone is equipped with an exclusive seat for Breeders, which is a soft single-person sofa.

Li Meng and Fang Xiaolei each walked onto the granite battle platform. Qian Lei sat on the Breeder sofa on Fang Xiaolei's side, sitting with a wide, imposing posture, with Mother Fang standing beside him.

On the other side, however, Zhou Ya did not sit in the Breeder's seat, choosing instead to stand to the side.

Seeing this, Qian Lei assumed that Zhou Ya was showing him respect, knowing the gap between a Junior Cultivator and an Intermediate Cultivator and not daring to sit on equal footing with him. A smug smile rose on his face.

"Zhou Ya, you should sit too. Standing for too long isn't good for a girl's legs," Qian Lei said.

Zhou Ya glanced at him and said, "No need."

On the battle platform, a Young Referee walked up to verify the information of the two challengers.

Bright Moon Company focuses primarily on cultivation, so battles do not occur very frequently. Even so, there are at least a dozen duels on slow days, making it necessary to hire specialized referees.

The Young Referee had been working for Bright Moon Company for three years and already knew most of the prominent Breeders.

After registering their information, he looked from Li Meng toward Zhou Ya. Seeing that she was a new face and noting that she wasn't sitting on the Breeder's exclusive sofa, he immediately understood.

An unconfident Junior Cultivator.

At this age, many people are still Interns, but since she was able to accompany a contestant, it meant she was already a Breeder.

However, the fact that she didn't sit in the Breeder's exclusive seat suggested she lacked confidence, which also meant that her cultivation level was limited.

The Young Referee then looked toward Fang Xiaolei's side and recognized Qian Lei.

Qian Lei, an Intermediate Cultivator from the fifth floor of the cultivation department, had mediocre cultivation skills and no particularly dazzling achievements. Even so, he was, after all, an Intermediate Cultivator.

In terms of qualifications and experience, he was far beyond what a Junior Cultivator could compare to. Moreover, he dared to sit in that chair.

It seemed he was very confident in the Beast he had cultivated this time.

After just a few glances, the Young Referee had made his judgment, and his gaze toward Li Meng carried a hint of sympathy and pity.

"Hey, are you done yet? Stop dawdling," Fang Xiaolei said, becoming impatient as the referee hadn't called for the start even after finishing the registration.

The Young Referee looked at her expressionlessly and said, "This is a voluntary battle, a friendly match. Do not harm the Beast Tamer, and stop when the point is made. Do you understand?"

Li Meng nodded earnestly. "I understand, thank you."

"Got it, got it, so long-winded. Even more long-winded than the referees at our school. How do you expect to make a living being like this?" Fang Xiaolei waved her hand.

The Young Referee was retorted in such a way that his impression of Fang Xiaolei plummeted, and his gaze toward Li Meng became even more pitying.

Such a well-behaved girl, it was a pity she was going to lose.

"Begin summoning!"

Following the Young Referee's order, Li Meng and Fang Xiaolei both began their summons.

"Come out! My Poison-Tailed Leopard!"

Fang Xiaolei shouted loudly. As her hand gestures changed, a yellow-green light shot out. The light materialized in mid-air, turning into a medium-sized leopard that landed steadily on the ground.

The leopard's fur was yellow and white, slightly smaller than an ordinary leopard, and it possessed a long tail covered in hard armor, with a curved, sharp poison hook at the end.

As soon as it landed, it let out a hoarse roar, and pale green breath emanated from its mouth.

Li Meng took one look and frowned slightly.

The quality of a Poison-Tailed Leopard is between Excellent Grade A and Grade C. It possesses the agility of a leopard, and its claws, fangs, and tail all carry neurotoxins.

Once struck by it, even prey a full rank higher will be paralyzed and lose the ability to fight within minutes.

It is a rather troublesome opponent.

"Come out, Purple Light Sable."

As Li Meng spoke, a streak of purple light flew out and landed directly, transforming into the purple-and-white form of the Purple Light Sable. Its small size and cute appearance made it look harmless to humans and animals alike.

As soon as it appeared, it immediately raised its hind paw to scratch its neck, then turned and happily pounced into Li Meng's arms, chirping "You-wu, you-wu."

"Hahaha~ You're killing me. It's still such a tiny thing even after evolving. My Poison-Tailed Leopard could eat half of it in one bite," Fang Xiaolei suddenly laughed.

She did not notice that the expressions of her mother and Qian Lei had changed.

A new species.

A Beast Tamer capable of evolving a new species is no ordinary person. Furthermore, a new species means the unknown; one cannot use knowledge of existing Beasts to deal with it.

A flash of surprise crossed the Young Referee's eyes.

Having been a referee for many years, he had seen no small number of Beasts, but he had never seen this little fellow before.

Could it be a new species?

Suddenly, the Young Referee felt a sense of anticipation for the upcoming duel.

The strange appearance of the Purple Light Sable not only surprised the Young Referee, Qian Lei, and the others, but also attracted many Breeders and Beast Tamers who were watching from the sidelines.

"What a strange little sable."

"I've never seen it before. Could it be a new species? Who cultivated it?"

"Don't know. A young girl, looks like she should be a Junior Cultivator."

"The size difference is huge. Now there's a good show to watch."

"..."

The Breeders and Beast Tamers who had gathered around all revealed expressions of anticipation.

Listening to the surrounding chatter and then looking at the clamoring Fang Xiaolei opposite her, Zhou Ya felt for a moment that she finally understood Li Yu's level of detachment.

A kind of... level of looking at idiots.

Li Meng had a similar feeling.

She calmed the Purple Light Sable's still-excited mood, then said, "Little Sable, did you see that annoying person?"

The Purple Light Sable turned its head, saw Fang Xiaolei, who often bullied Li Meng, and nodded heavily, snorting through its nostrils.

"She looks down on Brother's cultivation and said many bad things, saying Brother..." Li Meng guided it patiently.

Not every Beast is warlike; some Beasts are born disliking combat. In such cases, the Beast Tamer needs to use certain words or methods to stimulate the Beast's fighting spirit.

Li Meng also wanted the Purple Light Sable to ignite its fighting spirit and not be too passive.

Upon hearing this, the Purple Light Sable's pupils suddenly contracted, and it snorted even more, as if something was burning inside its small body.

Scolding the master is fine.

Scolding the master's brother?

Absolutely not!

Li Meng did not know what the Purple Light Sable was thinking. Seeing it full of fighting spirit, she smiled with satisfaction and let go. The Purple Light Sable "whooshed," leaving a trail of electric arcs in the air as it returned to its position.

"Ready..."

The Young Referee curiously sized up the Purple Light Sable and slowly raised his hand.

The Poison-Tailed Leopard crouched slightly, preparing to pounce.

The Purple Light Sable remained motionless, with thunder crackling on its body.

Both Beasts were ready. The referee waved his hand gently and shouted, "Begin!"

As soon as the words fell, the Poison-Tailed Leopard roared, its flexible body erupting into motion like a streak of yellow-and-white light, rapidly closing in on the Purple Light Sable.

With claws shimmering with green light, it slashed fiercely toward the Purple Light Sable. These claws were longer than the Purple Light Sable's head; if they connected, all that talk about friendship first and stopping when the point is made would be meaningless.

The force of these claws could easily tear open the Purple Light Sable's head.