Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 130

"REN!" he shouted, throwing himself against Feng in a desperate attempt to break through.

Klein's first punch connected with Ren's stomach, driving the air from his lungs. The second crashed into his side. The third struck his face, making him spit blood. The fourth would have downed him if Astor wasn't holding him upright.

"This one is for daring to strike me," Klein prepared the final blow, his lion's power concentrating in his fist like golden fire.

Even then, held and beaten, Ren refused to surrender. His mushrooms pulsed one last time as he gathered his remaining strength, their light steady despite his battered state.

"And this," he managed between ragged breaths, blood staining his teeth, "is for underestimating me."

His final kick connected with Klein's knee, making him stumble, curse in pain and fail the hit.

But the price was steep when the lion kid recovered.

The fifth blow finally connected with Ren's face, Klein's enormous golden lion hand sending his head snapping back. This time, consciousness fled from him like morning mist before the sun.

"Ren!" Min fell to his knees watching his companion collapse. His snake, sensing his anguish, released the cobra and coiled protectively around him.

"Victory for Klein's team," Yang announced as he saw Min surrendered, medical auxiliaries rushing onto the field.

The battle had ended.

The result was expected.

But no one who witnessed the match would forget how the mushroom boy faced the academy's elite and, though he lost, did it on his own terms.

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Silence hung heavy over the field while the auxiliaries tended to Ren and Taro. Min remained on his knees, his snake wrapped around him in an attempt at comfort.

Klein spat blood while wiping his split lip, shoving away the auxiliary trying to heal him. His victory felt... different from what he'd imagined. The humiliation of being knocked down, of needing help to defeat a mere commoner with a spore...

"He knocked Klein down," someone murmured in the stands, breaking the silence. _{ƒгeewebnovёl.com}

"Incredible," another whispered. "Would he have been knocked out in the end if Astor hadn't helped him in time?"

"And the lion's roar... it didn't work on Ren. How...?"

Lin watched from her position as they loaded her student onto a stretcher. Her hands, which had been clenched throughout the battle, finally relaxed. The marks of her nails remained in her palms, crescents of worry etched in flesh.

The three cousins remained silent, though one gripped the edge of her seat so hard her fingers had gone white. Each impact on Ren had made her flinch imperceptibly.

"My lady," a maid whispered. "Should we...?"

A subtle gesture silenced her, though concern remained evident in the maid's eyes.

In the higher stands, the six new students exchanged meaningful glances.

Klein couldn't stop staring at where Ren had fallen. Five direct hits. He had needed five direct hits, plus his companions' help and 2 of their beasts, to defeat someone that was supposedly the weakest in the academy.

"Lord Klein," one of his followers approached. "That was an impressive victo…!"

"Shut up," Klein cut off the attempt at flattery. His lion dimmed briefly, its golden patterns dulled by exhaustion and something that might have been shame.

Min couldn't stop following Ren's stretcher with his eyes, his snake mirroring his worried movements.

"Easy," an auxiliary restrained him gently. "Your friend will be fine. He just needs rest."