Reincarnated in another world, my tamed beast is a stunning empress.

This was the consequence of Han Lin not using his full strength.

If I used my full strength, I could kill him with one punch.

The monkey on the boy's shoulder began to grow larger.

Han Lin glanced at Ling Siru behind him, "Xiao Bai?"

Ling Siru slapped the monkey from a distance, sending it flying.

Lin Xiaoxiao looked stunned. If she wasn't mistaken, Ling Siru had just used a martial arts technique.

The martial arts techniques used by cultivators are completely different from those used by spirit beasts.

Racial martial arts are inherited through bloodlines, and demonic beasts naturally possess these martial arts.

By activating the bloodline through some method, the demon beast can gain control.

The martial arts created by cultivators should not be comprehended by spirit beasts unless they are of a particularly high level, reaching SSS level.

"Han Lin, I misjudged him."

"Your spirit beast is extremely intelligent and can even use martial arts techniques. I think its potential is no less than SS-level."

Ling Siru had already gotten used to it and pretended not to hear it.

Han Lin wasn't surprised at all. After spending the last few days with it, he felt that this wasn't how an F-rank spirit beast should behave.

Lin Xiaoxiao channeled her spiritual power into the body of the boy on the ground.

The boy woke up shortly afterward, shaking his head vigorously, still somewhat dazed.

She then glared angrily at Han Lin, "You launched a sneak attack! And you hit me so hard!"

"Teacher Lin, this person launched a sneak attack with considerable force; doesn't that count as a fight?"

The boy got up from the ground, looking like he wanted to fight Han Lin.

Lin Xiaoxiao said helplessly, "You have good talent, but it doesn't reach the level of a prodigy."

"Teacher Lin, if you can teach someone like that, I'll definitely be better than him."

"Hey, we didn't even fight, don't make personal attacks. What do you mean by 'this kind of person'?" Han Lin reminded him.

He immediately took action, his hand forming a claw shape as he slammed it towards Han Lin.

*Snap.*

Han Lin raised his hand and slapped the man, knocking him unconscious again.

He also slapped his monkey along with the other hand.

Lin Xiaoxiao shook her head helplessly and then used her spiritual power to heal his injuries.

I don't know if she was upset, but she got up and turned to leave.

"Not bad."

Lin Xiaoxiao tossed Han Lin a spatial ring, saying, "There are resources inside that we've secured. Focus on your training in the training room, and I'll register you for the university competition."

After saying that, Lin Xiaoxiao walked out of the training room and slammed the door shut.

Han Lin took out the items from his spatial ring: a dozen or so Xuan-grade spiritual herbs, dozens of Huang-grade spiritual herbs, and some spirit stones.

Some of the spirit stones even contain lightning and are specifically used to cultivate demonic beasts.

"Little White, the spirit stone with the thunder is yours."

Ling Siru remained silent, focusing her gaze on the Xuan-grade spiritual medicine.

That secret realm was so barren, not even a single Xuan-level spiritual herb could be found.

Ling Siru naturally wanted to take a few plants to quickly improve her strength.

"Want some? Call me Master and I'll give you half."

Han Lin always felt that Ling Siru disliked him, so he took advantage of the resources he had to cultivate her obedience.

Ling Siru put away the spirit stone that was imbued with lightning.

For such a worthless elixir, she called a man her master.

Ling Siru couldn't bring herself to say it, nor did she know how.

"Little White, you really don't want it?"

Ling Siru said coldly, "Give me a few plants, and I'll get you first place in the competition."

"I can achieve first place even without you."

Han Lin took out a Xuan-grade spiritual herb and began to cultivate.

Ling Siru absorbed the thunderstone, saying, "Let me make this clear first, you have to share half of the resources you get from the competition with me."

Han Lin leaned closer, "Don't even think about it."

"You're all mine, and you're already making conditions."

Ling Siru was furious. What a shameless person! He doesn't listen to reason at all.

For the next week, Han Lin came to the training room to practice every day.

Lin Xiaoxiao managed to acquire a lot of resources, but she couldn't teach Han Lin anything.

Martial arts techniques are unnecessary, and the spirit beast has no idea what Ling Siru is.

On Friday, I had dinner with Fang Wan and others again.

There are ten students from No. 13 Middle School qualified to participate in the university competition. Fang Wan, Yun Tian, ​​and Ling Shou are all good, so they naturally have a spot.

After eating, I went home.

Han Lin started cooking fourth-tier spirit beast meat again, and ate it all during his two-day holiday.

On Monday, everyone boarded two separate cars and headed to the Beast Taming Hall, a major competition venue for university students in the city center.

The person who led everyone there was Principal Lü Huan.

After a few hours, we arrived at the Beast Taming Hall and checked into the hotel next door.

These past few days have been the preliminary rounds, where top talents of equal cultivation levels engage in one-on-one duels, with the winner advancing to the next round.

Han Lin has a match this afternoon.

After dinner, they went to the Beast Taming Hall's rest room, changed into numbered vests, and waited to go on for their match.

After entering the arena, Han Lin didn't even have to make a move, and Ling Siru easily dealt with the third-tier beast tamer and spirit beast.

The next few days went smoothly.

Six students were eliminated directly from No. 13 Middle School, including Yun Tianhe, who possessed the A-level spirit beast Thunder Leopard.

Only Han Lin, Fang Wan, Wan Jun, and his lackeys remained.

Ever since they learned that Han Lin was being privately instructed by a beast tamer from above, they haven't dared to utter a single word in his presence.

Wan Jun originally intended to have someone from the guild kill Han Lin.

Once he found out about Lin Xiaoxiao's background, he dared not do it again.

The prodigies who graduated from Beast Taming University also have impressive backgrounds.

A fourth-tier genius with an SS-level spirit beast came to him, but he didn't teach him anything.

If she were to kill him, Wanyun Group would be unable to withstand Lin Xiaoxiao's wrath.

After several rounds of preliminary selection, only two hundred outstanding talents remained.

Next comes the elimination rounds, where geniuses of the same level will compete.

Fang Wan lost the first match, and lost completely, without any chance to fight back.

Backstage at the competition, Fang Wan sat dejectedly in a chair, his fists clenched tightly.

Principal Lü Huan went up to comfort them, and then everyone walked out of the Beast Taming Hall.

Unexpectedly, they encountered the prodigy who had defeated Fang Wan, and the opponent was very happy and was about to celebrate with his teacher.

Upon seeing Fang Wan, he smiled and walked over.

"You think you can defeat me just by summoning an S-rank spirit beast?"

He leaned close to Fang Wan's ear and said, "No matter how I beat you before, you'll still be the same now."

"Why did you transfer to another school? There's no sandbag anymore."

Fang Wan lowered his head, and Han Lin understood. He then kicked Fang Wan.

The teacher immediately became anxious after kicking the man who was speaking several meters away.

"What are you doing?"

"Principal Lü, who are your students? They suddenly attacked and injured someone. What if they get hurt? There's still a competition to come."

Lu Huan stepped forward to block the group, "Teacher Niu, it was just that the student was excited and stretched out his leg."

"I'll treat you to dinner this time as an apology."

The man who had been kicked away walked over, and Teacher Niu looked at him.

"Zhang Yong, will you accept his apology or not?"

Zhang Yong spat out a mouthful of blood. "Let me kick you once, and that'll be the end of it."

A smile appeared on Han Lin's face, afraid that he would refuse and so he agreed directly.

"Fine, I'll kick you once, that's fine."

"Principal Lü, just leave it alone. And that teacher, just leave it alone too. Let's settle this score with one kick."

The two had no choice but to step aside. Zhang Yong stared at Han Lin with a cruel smile on his face.

Silently channeling her spiritual power, she kicked Han Lin in the abdomen.

It was moving so fast it made a whooshing sound, clearly indicating that it was using its full strength.