Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 269

The three-horned horse disappeared with a flash, leaving Rosalind gasping and vulnerable. The sudden severing of the beast connection sent a shock through her system.

"Rosalind, fall back!" Hector ordered, nearly dragging her to the edge of the arena.

The minotaur charged again, its horns striking with renewed force. Several new cracks appeared on the Stone Lurker's surface, but none deep enough to cause real damage.

Each impact sent stone fragments flying, but the monster's integrity remained largely intact.

"They should change their strategy," Ren murmured. "Winning through frontal attacks would take nearly five times the energy they've spent so far... But they don't even have half that remaining."

Yet the team persevered with their original approach. Vern sent his centaur to execute quick charges, striking and retreating before the monster could respond. The beast's hooves striking against the stone made strong thuds travel through the arena.

By the fifteen-minute mark, his strength was also faltering. The centaur showed signs of fatigue, its movements becoming increasingly less fluid.

The Stone Lurker, detecting the weakness, executed one of its characteristic short but surprisingly quick leaps. The huge creature seemed to defy gravity for a moment, all its bulk in a trajectory aimed directly at Vern's beast.

Before it could react, the monster's mouth opened wide. Hector tried to intervene, but his minotaur, also exhausted, couldn't reach them in time.

A flash of light marked the moment when Vern's centaur was neutralized by the attack. Vern cried out, dropping to one knee from the backlash of the connection disruption.

"No!" exclaimed Hector, his frustration evident, face flushed with anger and desperation.

Only he remained, facing a beast that barely showed signs of damage after more than a quarter-hour of constant attacks from all three beasts.

But he didn't surrender.

With a roar that blended determination and desperation, the minotaur charged one last time. Its horns, directed toward one of the deepest cracks, struck with all the strength it had left.

The impact created an explosion of rocky fragments. For a moment, it seemed he had managed to penetrate the defense, but when the dust settled, the Big Stone Lurker remained intact, protected by several deeper layers of rocky material. _{ƒrēewebnovel.com}

The crack had widened but failed to reach any vital area.

Finally, Yang raised his hand.

"Trial concluded," he declared. "The target has not been defeated."

The auxiliaries reactivated the roots, containing the Stone Lurker while the students, exhausted and defeated, left the arena.

"They had ways to win," Ren commented as he watched them exit.

"But obviously they didn't ask you," Min completed with an ironic smile, nudging Ren's shoulder lightly.

"They never would," added Taro, his beetle markings shifting slightly with his emotions. "They're from Klein's inner circle. They'd rather fail than accept advice from the 'mushroom boy'."

Ren nodded, his expression neutral but his mushrooms pulsing with a rhythm that his friends now recognized as amusement. The soft glow ebbed and flowed like silent laughter.

"Their loss," he said simply. "Each failure is a lesson for us."

While the auxiliaries prepared the arena for the next combat, Ren continued observing, absorbing every detail, every strategy, every mistake.

When his turn came, he would be more than prepared.

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The stands vibrated with the energy of dozens of simultaneous conversations. Students analyzed the battles they'd witnessed, debating strategies and predicting outcomes with passionate intensity.

The first battles had established a clear pattern: brute force was ineffective against the Big Stone Lurker; strategy and exploitation of its specific weaknesses were necessary. This realization spread through the crowd, changing expectations for the upcoming matches.

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