The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 425

Chapter 425 Donald The Monk

The Tortollan smiled at Karl, his mouth extending all the way across his head.

"I am Donald, what might your name be, human warrior?" He asked.

"My name is Karl. It's a pleasure to meet you, Donald."

The Tortollan laughed. "You might not be saying that in a minute."

Karl shrugged. "We will see. I just hope that a cracked shell won't leave you in too bad of a condition. From what I remember, snapping turtles don't have a skeleton inside their shell."

The Tortollan looked vaguely insulted at being compared to a common snapping turtle, but he didn't dignify Karl's taunt with a response. _{ƒгeewebnovёl.com}

Johann led them to the arena ring, and Morrisa called ten peak Ascended fighters through. "If my man loses, I will pay the customary double fee. If not, there is no point in delaying." She insisted.

Johann nodded. "Fine by me. They might as well get started. This fight might take a few minutes."

Karl and Donald squared off, with the Minotaur Overlord as a referee.

"Fighters ready? Bring up your defences and we will start." Karl activated Flaming Body, Eternal Lightning, Haste, Terrorize and Brutality at the same time, then nodded.

The two beastkin both looked shocked when Karl expanded to be close to the same size as his opponent, but Donald didn't look concerned. Tortollan expressions didn't change much, but his body language said that he thought the size expansion was just a trick to give Karl longer reach.

"Begin."

The two combatants launched toward each other, neither trying to dodge, and two mighty blows landed. Eternal Lightning flared as it was nearly shattered by a blow to Karl's left shoulder, but Karl's fist landed in the centre of the Tortollan's chest, and the stout beast was lifted off his feet and tossed backward into the grass, sliding on his back shell for five metres before tucking his head inside his shell and flipping onto to his feet with a pale white barrier flickering around him.

He was a bit more cautious as he advanced, shifting positions, so Karl's darting jabs couldn't hit him squarely again.

"What did he hit him with? I've never seen a Tortollan put on his back with one punch." Niall asked as the two Royal Rank fighters gauged each other's skills.

Ophelia considered it for a few seconds. "Likely [Bone Crusher], increased by the same buffs that he uses on his beasts, since he's expanded his own size like he does for me in bear form."

"Ah, armour bypass. That makes sense. A Weretiger likely would have been a worse matchup for him. That's what I was expecting her to pick."

The Minotaur gave them an annoyed look as Karl shifted targets at the last instant and met Donald's punch with his own fist, sending shockwaves out from the two fighters before the Tortollan staggered back, clutching his shattered hand.

It was quickly healing as Donald dodged and focused his energy on the injured limb.

Monk Class internal healing wasn't as good as a cleric spell, but it appeared to be as good as Bestial Regeneration, just more energy intensive.

Donald was breathing heavily by the time his fist was healed, and a quick jab from Karl made his barrier flicker completely out of existence for over a second.