Rebirth Of The First Tamer

CH-5

Quickly, Jarden's stunned looks melted off into a cold grim. This was his opportunity to show off his skill before everyone that was present, especially Vera who was finally going to notice his skill.

He tucked back his smile into the corners of his face, however, his blood was boiling over and he could not wait to have Patrick under.

"Since Vera is here and she's senior in rank, it would be best if she's the judge of this event!"

"Yeah!" The whole crowd clamoured her into expectancy.

Vera had also heard about Jarden's unique skill and also wanted to see it for herself, this was going to be the perfect opportunity. 

She nodded before turning over to Patrick and then to the crowd.

"There's no limits to what you and your beast can do. And there are no rules either. The only thing that you have to do to win the contest is to impress me!" She explained.

The crowd erupted into a chorus of mocking laughter the moment Vera laid out the terms of the contest. 

Everyone knew this wasn't even a real challenge anymore, it was just a skill activity meant to showcase raw power and aura control. 

Jarden possessed a Beast reinforcement skill that was widely known as one of the most powerful and destructive abilities in the entire academy.

 Even Vera looked slightly uninterested as she stepped back to give them room, her delicate features settling into a mask of boredom. 

She already knew exactly how this was going to end, and watching an A-class bear crush an F-class cat wasn't exactly high entertainment for someone of her prestigious standing.

Meanwhile, the contest officially started and Jarden wasted absolutely no time showing off his dominance. 

Everyone stared in hushed anticipation as his heavy aura flared outwards, connecting with the massive armored bear standing beside him. 

The beast let out a deafening roar that rattled the training room walls, its thick muscles bulging under the sudden surge of reinforced energy.

 Without any warning, the massive bear rolled itself into a tight, heavily armored ball of destructive momentum. 

At Jarden's command, It launched itself through the air like a fired cannonball, rocketing straight toward a nearby thick training tree trunk and totally destroying it upon impact. 

Wood splinters and heavy dust exploded everywhere, raining down on the stone floor like shattered glass. 

The crowd immediately broke into wild cheers and applause, validating Jarden's overwhelming display of brute strength. 

Even Vera herself looked genuinely impressed by the sheer destructive force, her eyes widening slightly at the scattered remains of the training trunk, which was notoriously hard to achieve even for senior students. 

"Does he really think he's going to beat that!" The crowd threw snickers at Patrick.

"Compared to Patrick, the newbie is absolutely nothing."

However, Patrick only scoffed quietly from his corner of the room, his expression remaining completely unreadable. 

He knew that the reinforcement skill was inherently a powerful one, but Jarden had a very weak and sloppy control over it. His eyes, now fully capable of seeing the beast's internal anatomy and energy flow, saw the pathetic truth clearly. 

Jarden only had the money to buy expensive beast supplements to force that kind of power, flooding the bear's system with artificial strength that would quickly wear out in a real, dragged-out battle. It was a flashy move meant for showing off, completely devoid of any real tactical foundation.

Vera crossed her arms over her chest, thinking that it was already a guaranteed win for Jarden and there was absolutely no way Patrick could beat that display. 

 The crowd looked at Patrick's small gray cat sitting lazily on the floor and shook their heads in pure, unfiltered pity. 

Breathing a little heavily but wearing a triumphant smirk, Jarden turned over to Patrick without even bothering to call him by his actual name.

"Listen here, trash rank," Jarden said, his voice dripping with arrogant condescension as he dusted off his expensive academy uniform. "It would be highly preferable if you just packed up and left right now. I really didn't want to see you completely embarrassed before such a pretty lady, so do yourself a massive favor and walk away while you still have your dignity intact."

Patrick completely ignored the arrogant threat, letting the heavy words bounce off him like useless pebbles hitting a solid brick wall. 

He turned away from the laughing crowd and looked down towards his newly upgraded beast. He honestly hated that he was currently stuck in the middle of some petty teen drama over a girl and bruised egos, but he couldn't deny the opportunity standing right in front of him. 

This was the absolute perfect environment to see exactly how far his beast had come after consuming all those evolvers and breaking through to the C rank.

Taking a slow, measured breath, he synchronized his aura with his beast, feeling that ancient, familiar connection snap into place deep within his soul. 

The bond between them flared to life, invisible to the mocking crowd but burning like a miniature sun in Patrick's heightened vision. 

Everyone in the training room watched closely, holding their breath to see what the infamous talentless trash was actually about to do to counter an exploding armored bear.

 They expected a pathetic meow, a weak scratch at the stone floor, or maybe the cat just rolling over to play dead.

Instead, right before their expectant eyes, a small gray training mouse in the far corner of the room suddenly started jerking uncontrollably.

The tiny creature had been hiding near the cracked baseboards, completely unnoticed by the students who were entirely focused on the massive bear and the beautiful girl. 

Now, it was caught in the invisible, terrifying grip of the King of Taming's authority. The mouse twitched violently, its small body fighting against a command that bypassed its brain and seized its body. 

Everyone watched the tiny creature in absolute, stunned silence for a few long seconds. 

The mouse jerked upright, stood trembling on its hind legs, and squeaked loudly into the quiet training room like a broken toy.

Then, as if a dam had suddenly broken, the entire crowd burst into a massive fit of laughter, clutching their stomachs and pointing at the pathetic display. 

"Really a rat dance? This is truly pathetic!" Someone burst out laughing.