Beasts: Only I Can See the Hidden Evolution Path

Chapter 67: The Ultimate Strategist, Seeing Through the Enemy's Weakness!

"You finally made it back! Did you spend an hour in the restroom?"

Murong Yangshuo questioned as he spotted Xiao Xingyu's return.

Xiao Xingyu rubbed his stomach and deflected, "A person has three emergencies; I had a stomach issue."

"An hour for a stomach issue? Must have lost ten pounds!"

"Brother Yangshuo, stop teasing me. How's the battle going?"

"As you can see, the fight has reached a boiling point, and there’s still no winner in sight."

Xiao Xingyu looked up at the stage, noting the poor condition of both beastmasters, their spiritual energy nearly depleted.

Above Murong Xinxin, a powerful eagle was soaring.

Activating his Demon Eye, Xiao Xingyu inspected the detailed data panel.

**[Name]: Snowfeather Hunter**

**[Level]: Mature Form (Second Tier)**

**[Bloodline]: Mythical Quality Bloodline**

**[Ability 1]: Eagle Eye (Possesses strong vision, allowing it to spot the enemy's blind spots and vulnerabilities.)**

**[Ability 2]: Frigid Storm (After being attacked, it releases frost ripples, enhancing its shield.)**

**[Attributes]: Flight, Ice**

**[Loyalty]: 99**

This beast was Murong Xinxin's primary beast, the Snowfeather Hunter.

From the data panel, it was clear that the Snowfeather Hunter had exceptional abilities and talents.

However, the enemy's summoned beast was equally formidable.

Zhou Ye had summoned the Evil Eye Grey Wolf, a psychic-type beast capable of inducing illusions in enemies.

Both sides took a brief moment to catch their breath before continuing the battle.

Murong Xinxin, low on spiritual energy, commanded her Snowfeather Hunter to unleash its signature technique.

"Winter Descends!"

She shouted through gritted teeth.

The Snowfeather Hunter let out a piercing cry, flapping its massive wings, unleashing a flurry of ice spikes from the sky.

Zhou Ye remained composed, maintaining a clear mind.

"Eye Technique: Shadow Clone!"

This technique of the Evil Eye Grey Wolf was particularly troublesome, as its true form instantly split into twelve clones.

With the original and twelve clones, there were thirteen Evil Eye Grey Wolves on the stage!

To the audience's eyes, the original and the clones looked identical, with no discernible differences—even the fur and facial expressions seemed copied perfectly.

Moreover, the thirteen Evil Eye Grey Wolves moved around the stage, darting and swapping positions.

In the prep area, Murong Yangshuo's expression turned anxious.

"Damn it, this technique is too sneaky! Who can tell the clones from the original?"

While the Snowfeather Hunter's attack was area-based, the number of ice spikes it could shoot out at once was limited, making it impossible to hit all thirteen Evil Eye Grey Wolves simultaneously.

Murong Xinxin could only guess and choose targets to attack.

Puff!

With each ice spike hitting a clone, the clone exploded into a cloud of white mist, dissipating in the wind.

Puff!

Puff!

Puff-puff-puff!

As the clones continued to explode, it became clear that the Snowfeather Hunter's attacks weren't landing on the original.

After all twelve clones were eliminated, the only remaining Evil Eye Grey Wolf was obviously the original.

However, in the next second, the original split into twelve clones again!

On stage, the audience witnessed the same scene of thirteen Evil Eye Grey Wolves appearing once more.

This time, Zhou Ye launched a counterattack.

The thirteen Evil Eye Grey Wolves leaped from different angles, aiming to bite the airborne Snowfeather Hunter.

The Snowfeather Hunter let out a pained cry, frantically flapping its wings, trying to shake off the attacking wolves.

Xiao Xingyu observed everything keenly.

"The Evil Eye Grey Wolf's clones have real combat power and can inflict genuine damage on the Snowfeather Hunter. This is interesting."

Puff-puff-puff…

The Snowfeather Hunter unleashed its frost powers, and the sound of ice spikes piercing the clones echoed like popcorn popping.

The original landed steadily, panting heavily.

The mental strain from creating clones had exhausted the Evil Eye Grey Wolf.

The Snowfeather Hunter bore numerous bite marks from the sharp wolf teeth, its once pristine feathers stained with blood.

The host sighed in resignation.

"Ah, in this battle, both sides are hurting each other, a classic case of mutual destruction!"

As the fight continued, both beastmasters were running low on spiritual energy.

At this point, it was unclear who had the upper hand or the disadvantage.

The Snowfeather Hunter was powerful, but it couldn't hit the Evil Eye Grey Wolf's original.

On the other hand, while the Evil Eye Grey Wolf could create clones to confuse the opponent, every clone that was destroyed drained its mental energy further.

Chen Qinian analyzed the situation, saying, "It seems likely that if both sides exhaust their spiritual energy, the match will end in a draw."

In the Supernova Competition, draws are common but rarely happen.

A draw occurs when both sides are drained of their spiritual energy without a clear winner.

Chen Qinian's analysis was spot on; if things continued this way, both Murong Xinxin and Zhou Ye would exhaust their energy, leading to a draw announced by the referee.

"Murong Yangshuo."

"Director Chen, what's up?"

"It looks like this match will end in a draw, so you should prepare to take the stage."

Everyone had hoped that Murong Xinxin would secure a victory. If she did, combined with Xiao Xingyu's earlier win, Qinglong Academy would lead 2-0 in individual matches against White Tiger Academy.

But if Murong Xinxin and Zhou Ye ended in a draw, Murong Yangshuo would need to step up to face White Tiger Academy's third contestant.

"The battle is nearing its end, and both competitors have about 5% of their spiritual energy left!"

"It looks like the outcome is set; this match will likely end in a draw!"

Both the host and the audience believed the match would result in a tie.

Xiao Xingyu lifted his head to watch Murong Xinxin on stage.

At that moment, Murong Xinxin caught a glimpse of Xiao Xingyu, and their eyes met.

"From the look in Six Jin’s eyes, she clearly wants to win."

"Her competitive spirit is quite endearing."

"I should find a way to help her."

Xiao Xingyu activated his Demon Eye once more.

In the stands, Empress Shangguan Lan was accompanied by a rugged-looking man.

This man was Zhou Xiong, the lord of Huangyan City, whom Xiao Xingyu had just befriended.

"Lord Zhou, make sure to rest well now that you're back. It's been tough guarding the borders for so long."

"Your Majesty, I fight for the Dragon Kingdom; it’s no hardship."

One was the nation's ruler, and the other was a veteran hero.

Zhou Xiong spoke cautiously, knowing that one must tread carefully in the presence of royalty.

Shangguan Lan glanced at the stage where Zhou Ye was fighting.

"Like father, like son. Your son has good talent and keeps a cool head in battle. I will consider giving him an invitation to the Imperial Soul Training Camp."

"I thank Your Majesty on behalf of my son!"

The invitation to the Imperial Soul Training Camp was highly coveted, not something just anyone could obtain.

Currently, Shangguan Lan had identified three candidates: Xiao Xingyu, Murong Xinxin, and Zhou Ye, all of whom would receive invitations.

Zhou Xiong remarked, "The Murong girl is indeed impressive, and my son is no slouch either... This match should end in a draw."

Shangguan Lan's usually calm eyes suddenly sparked with intensity.

"The tides are changing; Murong is gaining an upper hand. Your son is in danger!"