"That's just an ordinary tail wag."
"What's extraordinary is her timing of its release."
"Every charge of the Thunderbolt Calf was indeed slowed down by the Fearful Face, but every time it brushed past, she would release a tail wag."
"Although continuous releases would have diminishing effects, hitting six times in a short period was enough to lower the Thunderbolt Calf's defense to a quite low level, allowing it to be taken down in a single strike."
The two turned their heads, and a look of surprise flashed across Miaomiao's face, followed by an awkward smile, like a child caught in mischief by their parents.
"Dr. Kaitlyn, what brings you to a match of this level?" The short-haired girl asked curiously.
She was a tall woman with shoulder-length hair, wearing a white lab coat. Her posture was upright, and her nearly one-meter-seventy height made her stand out in the crowd. Her face was plain and devoid of makeup, yet she exuded an incredible elegance, giving off an impression that only the most outstanding artists in the world could capture even a fraction of her aura. Unfortunately, her expression was utterly indifferent, like a frozen lake, without a ripple, akin to a masterpiece carefully sculpted by an artistic genius.
Dr. Kaitlyn didn't answer the short-haired girl's question, glanced at the watch on her left wrist, and said, "Miaomiao, I must remind you once again, an hour's rest every noon is necessary for you, and I just reminded you of this last Friday."
"Ahem, ahem..." Miaomiao coughed lightly, her eyes somewhat evasive, "It was an accident, purely an accident this time. I will definitely rest on time tomorrow~."
"You'd better remember."
Shaking her head, Dr. Kaitlyn turned her gaze back to the battlefield.
"The owner of that Thunderbolt Calf was overly focused on early training speed. It seems they used potions to replenish lost Ether but didn't realize the accumulation of hidden injuries. The calf, not wanting to worry its owner, deliberately didn't show it and pretended everything was normal."
"That's where the flaw lies."
"To see all of this at just a glance, then decide on a tactic, and execute it perfectly... It requires not only keen eyesight but also a strong trust in one's own Spirit Beast, and mutual trust from the Beast."
"I expect he'll definitely have a place in the exchange competition a month and a half from now."
After saying that, Dr. Kaitlyn stepped forward, heading to the other side of the spectator area.
"I find that incredible too."
Miaomiao said, turning her head to look at Lin Guang and Vishdair leaving the field, a flicker of light seemed to pass in her golden eyes: "Because he only contracted his Spirit Beast three days ago."
After confirming this with a friend, she realized that the crying grassman's incident in the training room the day before wasn't due to bullying, but likely the first training session after their contract, their lack of skill control being the cause.
"..."
Dr. Kaitlyn's steps paused.
The expressionless facade, like that of a frozen lake, seemed to change subtly.
...
Afternoon.
The students of Class One, Grade One gathered again in the battle arena.
After a fifteen-minute delay, the teacher finally appeared in front of everyone.
He was a burly man, with a crew cut, wearing a sleek black and white uniform, looking to be in his early thirties.
"Let me introduce myself, Yu Haidong, part of the Great Xia Army, Fenghai Province Army, Eleventh Army Group, a Three-Star Spirit Master, with a White Talent, and my primary Spirit Beast is also a White Ordinary Level. From today, I'll be your battle skills coach."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Haidong noticed the change in many students' gazes.
Double White?
In this class of about forty students, twenty have Green Excellent Level or above, and possessing a White Talent doesn't prevent one from contracting a Green Spirit Beast.
Yu Haidong is just above average among ordinary people, but among these elite, handpicked students, he wasn't particularly remarkable.
But he smiled slightly, undisturbed by the students' disdain, and continued to say:
"You are all so-called 'elites,' so you shouldn't need me to explain why we start Spirit Beast combat lessons only in the second semester, right?"
Yu Haidong emphasized the word "elites," seemingly implying something.
However, this wasn't a challenge for the students of Class One; even Wang Dawei could answer this question.
Non-humanoid Spirit Beasts usually have juvenile and mature stages, just like the growth and development of humans and common animals. However, there's no definite line between juvenile and mature periods. Growth is linear and visually perceivable.
The higher the level of the Spirit Beast and the closer to maturation, the more difficult the contract, requiring greater soul capacity. Thus, contracting early allows Spirit Masters and Spirit Beasts to adapt and grow together early on.
Contracting younglings also offers them the best nurturing from an early age, achieving greater Potential, so ninety-nine percent of Spirit Masters choose young Spirit Beasts as their initial Beast.
Additionally, overtraining juvenile Spirit Beasts can hinder their growth, which is why schools schedule Spirit Beast combat lessons to start from the second semester.
"Before we begin training, let me think..." Yu Haidong stroked his chin, "You should first select the 'strongest' among you to be the class leader for the combat lessons."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Haidong noticed all the students looking toward a boy in the front row, raising an eyebrow.
The ensuing comments were mostly similar.
"Lin Guang?"
"Probably Lin Guang."
"It depends on the situation, but it should be Lin Guang. That's just my opinion."
"Isn't it Lin Guang? Even if you expand the scope to all of Grade One, the situation wouldn't change."
However, there were still cautious ones:
"He might still face a setback, having only been contracted for three days; I think he needs about three more days to be truly the strongest in Grade One."
Three days?
Pausing for a moment, Yu Haidong then came to his senses.
The Experimental School is among the best in Zhen Sheng City, and Class One is an experimental class, practically cherry-picked gems, though in Yu Haidong's eyes, they still require a lot of refining.
Yet, undoubtedly, elite students should harbor a spirit of elitism in their hearts; they are rarely impressed by another person of the same age and class.
Unless that person has surpassed them on all fronts, making even the thought of catching up difficult.
After years of teaching, this is Yu Haidong's first time witnessing such a swift consensus, which made him curious about the boy.
Listening to the students' lively discussions for a while, Yu Haidong began to grasp what happened at noon.
This kid named Lin Guang, with a Spirit Beast contracted for just a short time, defeated the most seasoned Spirit Master in the class, who also happened to be a wealthy second-generation focused on skill training.
It couldn't help but make Yu Haidong suspect Lin Guang might be a member of an influential family. Yet, there doesn't seem to be a significant Lin family in Zhen Sheng City, and those families tend not to attend public schools.
With lingering doubts, Yu Haidong took out his phone, opened the information Ouyang Wei had sent earlier, and raised an eyebrow upon seeing Lin Guang's profile.
A Spirit Beast with Blue Elite Level Potential, a Blue Talent.
Parents deceased ten years ago, an ordinary civilian family, diligent and hardworking, Mastery Level of the Equal Contract Technique.
Contract time… three days ago?!