Everyone Tames Beasts, So Why Are You Taming Goddesses? - Chapter 22

The live stream chat was flooded with comments:

“Here she comes, here she comes! Alia is about to take the stage!”

“Go, Lei He! Take down Su the Chef!”

“Tough one, but it’s no surprise that Lei He has better odds of winning.”

“Must be a compatibility issue, right? Experts have analyzed that Su Yu and Alia’s abilities might not fare well against a speed-type Beastmaster.”

“Wow, even Star-Badged Mentors from Imperial Capital Beastmaster University and Jianghe Beastmaster University are here to watch.”

“They’re probably here to study their competition, right?”

Today’s highlighted battle had attracted an immense number of spectators, including star mentors from other elite Beastmaster universities.

“Old Wang, your folks from Imperial Capital University are here too?”

“Old Lin, aren’t your people from Jianghe University here as well? You’re here for Su Yu, I take it?”

Lin Li nodded. “Naturally. But honestly, Su Yu might not win against Lei He.”

Wang Jing narrowed his eyes. “Hmm, Lei He is ranked 43rd on Great Xia’s Potential List. While Su Yu’s enigmatic talent could easily rank in the top 10, Lei He holds the advantage in compatibility.”

For Beastmasters with lower spiritual power, speed often played a decisive role.

After all, no matter how powerful one’s strength was, it was useless if it couldn’t land a hit.

In this matchup, Lei He was slightly favored.

—

The referee waved his hand. “Begin!”

Su Yu and Lei He both held their breath and sprang into action the moment the signal sounded.

Lei He summoned a sequence no. 105 Thunderbird, its body crackling with electricity, with arcs of lightning striking the ground and leaving jagged cracks in its wake.

Lei He’s talent, S-rank Flash of Lightning, granted him immunity to lightning-based damage and allowed him to harness the power of electricity to enhance his speed. In the Transcendence Realm, his “Lightning Flash” could already break the sound barrier.

“Boom!” A deafening sonic boom echoed as Lei He, moving like a streak of lightning, coordinated with the Thunderbird to carve two arcs of destructive electricity across the arena, rushing straight toward Su Yu!

“Alia.”

Behind Su Yu, Alia’s blood-and-bone harp began to resonate, playing the haunting melody of the underworld.

Death Apostle’s Hymn!

The undead melody’s notes spread outward, invading the Thunderbird’s mind.

Lei He, however, had prepared for this. To counter the Hymn, he had brought along a Ghost-Grade Weapon: the Echoing Drum.

“Thump!”

The drum’s dense, rhythmic echoes worked to neutralize the effects of Death Apostle’s Hymn.

But to Lei He’s shock, the Ghost-Grade Weapon wasn’t enough to completely dispel the melody’s influence! While the Thunderbird wasn’t fully controlled, its movements slowed, and its thoughts became erratic.

As expected from last year’s genius senior. Without this Ghost-Grade Weapon, it would’ve been impossible to fight back!

—

Su Yu calmly observed Lei He’s movements. He wasn’t surprised that Lei He had brought a countermeasure.

Moving like a flash of lightning, Lei He’s speed left Su Yu struggling to even catch his afterimages, despite his Spirit Stream Realm spiritual power. In terms of compatibility, this wasn’t an easy fight.

Lei He closed the distance in an instant, his electrified figure reaching Su Yu’s face. Just as he was about to strike, Alia’s Blood Queen ability activated.

The blood in Lei He’s limbs seemed to seize up, his knees threatening to buckle under the sudden loss of control.

This was Alia’s ability to manipulate blood.

Even in his high-speed lightning movements, Alia had managed to capture him?

Fortunately, Lei He had planned for this!

He activated another Ghost-Grade Weapon: the Peculiar Puppet, which allowed him to transfer damage or effects inflicted on himself to the puppet.

In an instant, the blood control was transferred to the puppet, allowing Lei He to break free from the Blood Queen’s restraint!

However, the Peculiar Puppet came with a severe side effect: once its effect ended, all the damage it accumulated would be returned to Lei He, multiplied.

Still, Lei He couldn’t afford to care about such risks if he wanted to defeat Su Yu.

“Su Yu, you’re finished!”

As Lei He’s electrified strike closed in on Su Yu, a pair of jet-black dragon wings unfurled from behind Su Yu. With a powerful flap, he soared into the air alongside Alia, dodging Lei He’s fatal blow.

Simultaneously, Alia conjured dozens of blood spears, launching them straight at Lei He.

Lei He, unwilling to confront the blood spears head-on, relied on his speed to dodge them.

Looking up, he saw Su Yu and Alia hovering in midair, his expression hardening.

Flight-capable demonic lair weaponry, huh?

You’ve underestimated me, Su Yu.

“My lightning is not something you can escape!”

As the Echoing Drum’s resonating beats restored the Thunderbird’s focus, it broke free from the effects of Death Apostle’s Hymn. Responding to Lei He’s command, its feathers bristled like sharp blades, unleashing a barrage of attacks.

With Lei He’s Flash of Lightning augmenting him, the two unleashed a coordinated assault.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

“Thunder Feather Barrage!”

Thousands of lightning-charged feathers rained down like a storm of bullets, their destructive power surpassing anything seen before. The spectators couldn’t help but feel a chill as they watched.

—

However…

Behind Su Yu, the jet-black dragon wings flapped, whipping up a whirlwind that scattered countless lightning feathers. The screeching noise from the wings’ sonic energy burst forth as invisible waves, striking at Lei He.

Lei He dodged with a flash but couldn’t escape unscathed. The sound waves pierced his eardrums, leaving him momentarily disoriented.

For a brief moment, he almost lost his hearing.

Thankfully, he had reacted quickly. Damn it, Su Yu’s Ghost-Grade Weapon is high-quality. It must be made from Screeching Wyvern wings.

If this keeps up, I won’t be able to endure the Peculiar Puppet’s backlash.

“Thunderbird!”

As the direct heir of the Lei family, Lei He couldn’t afford to disgrace his family name by losing to Su Yu, a commoner. Such an outcome would be a humiliation to their elite Beastmaster lineage.

Watch closely, you filthy peasant.

This is something you’ll never be able to master in your lifetime!

The Thunderbird and Lei He merged into one, their lightning arcs intertwining into a blinding, blazing white bolt. Their speed instantly broke the sound barrier, rocketing skyward in almost an instant!

Fusion!

Their combined speed surpassed the reaction time of nearly everyone present.

The lightning arc, now resembling an unsheathed spear, charged directly at Su Yu with deadly precision.

“It’s over.”

Several Star-Badged Mentors in the audience reached the same conclusion.

The attack was too fast.

With Lei He equipped with weaponry specifically designed to weaken Alia’s abilities, Su Yu wouldn’t be able to dodge the lightning spear’s piercing strike.

—

“Bang!”

A burst of crimson mist erupted as the blazing lightning pierced through “Su Yu.”

The spectators widened their eyes in shock.

Did Su Yu just…

—

Lin Li’s sharp gaze remained fixed on the battlefield. “No. Lei He is finished.”

“I never expected Alia to possess such mastery over blood manipulation.”

“And Su Yu’s decision-making… it’s almost too meticulous. They fight like seasoned veterans, not freshmen. Their synergy is flawless.”

Lei He, still basking in the satisfaction of having “killed” Su Yu, was convinced he had secured victory.

But then…

As he glanced at the pool of blood on the ground and looked up again, his expression froze in disbelief.

Su Yu and Alia were still hovering in the sky, looking down at him.

How is this possible?

I clearly struck him! He should be dead in my hands!

Suddenly, the Peculiar Puppet’s effects ended.

Yet, there was no backlash.

Could it be!?

Lei He’s delayed realization finally hit him—everything had been within Su Yu’s control from the start!

Alia hadn’t used the Blood Queen to harm him directly.

Instead, she had subtly altered the blood flow to his eyes, creating a minuscule misjudgment in his perception.

But that tiny error was enough to seal his fate.

The pool of blood had been there all along.

Caught in the moment, Lei He hadn’t noticed.

But every spectator saw it clearly. Alia had crafted a blood construct resembling Su Yu, drawing Lei He into wasting all his energy and trump cards on attacking a mere blood decoy.

Su Yu’s hand now held a crimson longbow.

“Your little circus act was pretty entertaining. What’s next, a clown performance?”

Lei He’s face turned an alarming shade of red as rage built inside him.

Everything he had just done in front of the massive audience now seemed like the antics of a living joke.

The spectators erupted into laughter and chatter.

“Wow, I thought this was going to be an intense showdown. Turns out it’s just comedic relief.”

“Too bad it’s after lunch. Otherwise, I could’ve eaten three bowls while watching!”

“So this is the Combat Department’s S-rank student? Xingdongfang needs talent like this!”

Lei He clenched his jaw so hard it threatened to break his teeth.

“Flash of Lightning!”

Su Yu, drawing his longbow with a smirk, said coldly, “Unfortunately for you, speed isn’t your exclusive domain.”