bioinnovel Chapter 200 Ultimate Form, is that all?
Chapter 200 Ultimate Form, is that all?
The entire venue erupted in cheers.
A deafening roar erupted from the stands, a near-out-of-control cacophony—everyone was screaming, shouting, and wildly waving their flags and anything else they could reach.
The massive sound waves converged, threatening to rip the entire stadium's dome off. The air vibrated, the seats resonated, and even the ground beneath our feet seemed to tremble slightly with the sound.
This is the first ultimate-level pet to appear on the field since the establishment of the Lanzhou College League.
Prior to this, the Ultimate forms were only rumored to exist in the martial arts world, and the vague accounts of a very few Beastmasters who were fortunate enough to witness their appearance were rare. No one had ever seen them in person on the official league field.
And now, it's right there.
The dragon's massive body, obscuring the sky, hovered above the River Styx, its enormous butterfly wings fluttering slowly, each flap creating visible gusts of air.
Seven datura flowers breathed on its neck, their golden stamens emitting a cold, eerie light. Its mere existence exuded an oppressive aura powerful enough to distort reality, giving anyone who looked directly at it a suffocating feeling, as if their soul were being gripped tightly.
"……amazing."
Lord Xinglan Bao Yunxing slowly uttered these three words, a hint of undisguised amazement flashing in his eyes.
The words carried immense weight when uttered by her—she had seen countless geniuses in her life, but the number of people she could utter the word "amazing" was extremely small.
Becoming the ultimate Beastmaster during her training period was something even she hadn't achieved.
Not only Bao Yunxing failed to achieve this, but none of the genius beast tamers in Yue Lanzhou throughout history, those prodigies who were hailed as "once in a hundred years" or "once in a thousand years," could reach this level.
The term "ultimate form" is a rather distant concept for students.
Although it's hard to admit, Manluo is undoubtedly the youngest Ultimate Beastmaster in recorded history in Yuelan Prefecture. At least, that's the case for now.
Lin Yan made no attempt to hide her shock, slamming her fist on the armrest of her chair in excitement: "That girl, Manluo, she's really good at hiding her true abilities!"
"If it weren't for the Moon Worship Cult leader's disrespectful interference in this academy league, with her ultimate-level trump card alone, she would have been the undisputed super double champion! And the youngest ultimate beast tamer in history to go down in history!"
Manluo's excellence was so remarkable that even Lin Yan, known for his sharp tongue, couldn't help but sincerely praise her. Everyone present knew what it meant for someone like Lin Yan, who never said anything nice, to offer such direct praise.
However, what Lin Yan found strange was that no one responded to her after she said those words.
Quiet.
It's too quiet.
Why is everyone so calm?
Lin Yan frowned and turned to look at the four people beside him.
Bao Yunxing and Manzhu's faces had returned to their usual calm and unfathomable expressions; that placid demeanor seemed like a mask etched onto their faces, never to be removed. And that was fine, after all, this certainly fit their established personas.
But what Lin Yan really cared about were Meng Tianxiang and Lei Ying.
Both of them wore expressions that she couldn't understand at all.
What kind of expression was that? It wasn't shock, nor admiration, nor worry, but rather...
That's weird!
Something's definitely fishy!
Lin Yan's heart skipped a beat.
With her decades of experience in the underworld, she wasn't truly oblivious to the meaning behind the two men's expressions—she understood them all too well. Precisely because she understood them so well, she simply couldn't conceive of that possibility.
She preferred to believe that she had misunderstood.
I must have misunderstood...
On the commentary panel.
Bao Xiaoxing was almost insane. Her voice had completely lost its usual composure, replaced by a near-manic excitement: "Ladies and gentlemen! Hold your jaws! For the first time in this league, an ultimate form has appeared on the field!"
"This is the inside information that Xiaoxing got before the match!"
"Mandala's Phantom Mist Flower has evolved into its ultimate form, the Other Shore Dragon! This is simply history-making! This is a moment that will go down in history!"
She whirled around, grabbed Xue Youyou's sleeve, her voice trembling, "Lady Shirayuki! Did you see that?! Ultimate level! Contestant Manluo has been hiding such a trump card!"
Xue Youyou's expression, however, was surprisingly calm. Her gaze fell on the Dragon Crossing the Other Shore, and the smile on her lips not only did not disappear, but deepened even more.
"This Beast of the Other Shore is quite well-trained. As a newly promoted Ultimate Beast, its strength is among the top tier."
Xue Youyou said softly, her tone as if she were commenting on a fairly standard exhibition match, "But—"
Bao Xiaoxing didn't hear what Xue Youyou said after "but." It wasn't because the noise from the audience was too loud and drowned out the rest of her sentence, but because Xue Youyou didn't say it at all; she just moved her lips slightly and mouthed the words.
There's no need to say anything. Everyone will see it soon enough.
In true duels between top-tier beast tamers, the ultimate form is always just the threshold.
While everyone, including the members of the Yuuki-in and Gekiyou-in teams watching from the rear, were immersed in the immense shock brought by the Ultimate level, one person maintained an almost indifferent calm.
Mutsuki.
She stood on the stone bridge, her hands still behind her back, tilting her head to examine the overwhelming, all-encompassing dragon before her. Her posture was like someone casually pausing in a garden, glancing at a roadside flower that was blooming quite nicely.
Her expression remained unchanged; there was neither surprise nor panic, nor the awe one would expect when facing an Ultimate Being.
Her expression was as if she were looking at a fairly pretty flower, or a somewhat interesting butterfly, nothing more.
"The ultimate form."
Mutsuki said softly, her tone so flat it was infuriating—as if Manro had merely summoned a Caterpie from a Poké Ball, not the legendary, world-destroying Rayquaza: "It is indeed quite beautiful."
She raised her hand and casually pointed with her index finger at the other shore dragon in front of her. Then she tilted her head, her tone carrying an undisguised, chillingly sincere disappointment:
"But that's it?"