National Beast Control: My battle pet is super powerful

"There is never a real hunter in the jungle. Maybe one moment you are the opponent of the prey, and the next moment your identity will be reversed. Read"

Saying something again, Ye Fan stretched out his hand, and in his hand, a magic circle of the beast control contract appeared.

"Submit, you have no other choice."

"Chirp."

Gale Eagle scratched his neck and stared at the opponent with his eagle eyes, but he was still unwilling to sign the mark.

Until the fire from the hell dog's mouth overflowed, it finally gave in and let out a cry. The next moment, the magic circle contract was successful, and it was instantly taken into the beast control space.

A smile appeared on Ye Fan's face, he raised his hand, and the Gale Eagle was summoned. At this moment, there was a trace of human shock in the eagle's eyes.

Obviously, it saw a large piece of spiritual grass and spiritual fruit in Ye Fan's beast-controlling space. It lives in the Silver Moon Forest and fights for life and death for prey. It has never seen such a place.

"Following me is not an insult to you. On the contrary, it is your future glory." Ye Fan spoke and raised his arm.

The Storm Eagle hesitated in the air, but it didn't take long before it quickly descended, folded its wings, and stood on Ye Fan's shoulders.

Ye Fan raised the corners of his mouth, called the Cerberus to his side, touched its head, and then looked at Fatty Li in the bushes.

"Fat man, come out."

"Damn it, Ye Fan, you are too fierce." Fatty Li's face was dull. He saw the whole battle between Ye Fan and Gale Eagle.

It was so thrilling that the fat man was terrified. As long as Ye Fan made a mistake in one of his attacks, he would be directly penetrated by the Swift Wind Eagle.

But from the beginning to the end, Ye Fan stood there, with no obstacles around except the last stone. Even in the end, it was his fatal punch that won the victory.

Confidence is terrifying.

"The more powerful the beast is, the more you have to show your strength if you want to conquer it." Ye Fan replied, patted the Wind Eagle on the shoulder, and waved to Fatty Li, "Let's go, today our beast Collect them all, get some spiritual grass and spiritual fruits, and then you can go back."

"Oh, okay." Fatty Li nodded and walked beside Ye Fan in a daze. He glanced at the Gale Eagle on his shoulder from time to time, but he still felt a little unreal.

A month ago, Ye Fan just got the Fire Dog, but a month later, such a powerful beast was defeated by Ye Fan head-on, and he didn't even use his natural skills in the end.

The pinnacle of elite level, this is already the best beast control that ordinary people can have access to.

"When will I be as strong as Ye Fan?" Walking behind Ye Fan, Fatty Li sighed and said, "Why do I feel... the gap between us is even wider than before."

"Don't worry, your path is different from mine." Ye Fan would reply, "Maybe you think I'm strong now, but in a few years, you might think I'm nothing more than that."

"Looking forward, you are the first person in this class of freshmen to have three master beasts. At this point, you are also the top genius. Don't underestimate yourself."

"But it's because of the skills you gave me..."

"Kung Fu is part of it, but the one who can determine your future will always be you." Ye Fan replied, looking at Fatty Li, and said with some seriousness: "If you give others the same Kung Fu to practice, they may not learn it for a lifetime. That you can achieve such an achievement in such a short period of time also proves your potential.”

"Look at Deng Qiang, he was able to step on your chest and humiliate you, but now, you still take him seriously."

"Be confident."

"Okay." Fatty Li nodded, clenched his fists, and encouraged himself, "I can definitely become a strong person."

"That's right." Ye Fan nodded, with a smile in his eyes.

To be honest, Fatty Li's current strength is really not weak among the freshmen. He has just been a coward since he was a child, and his character has become a bit timid and unconfident.

"And dad, tell him about this theory of the strong when you get back." Thinking of something, Ye Fan showed a smile on his face and walked towards the forest.

Whether it's Fatty Dad or the dynasty organization, he is planting some seeds, and maybe it won't be long before these seeds take root and sprout.

…

"This kid is too confident."

In the forest behind, looking at Ye Fan holding Huang Qingcang on his left and Qingcang on his right, Pan Zhao's brows were furrowed.

In the battle just now, he almost couldn't help but take action several times. The Swift Wind Eagle was extremely fast and extremely lethal. With Ye Fan's fighting style, as long as he made the slightest mistake, he would die on the spot.

Although Ye Fan finally succeeded in conquering the Storm Eagle, Pan Zhao was a little dissatisfied with this fighting method.

He knew that this boy had terrifying combat intuition, but intuition was not always accurate, and the battle was changing rapidly, and any unstable factors might change the outcome of the battle.

If you often walk by the river, how can your shoes not get wet? If you risk yourself like this every time, are you not taking your own life seriously?

"I have to say a few words to him when I get back."

After saying this, Pan Zhao couldn't help but praise Mark.

"This kid is really. I feel like his progress every day is terrifying and astonishing. A hellhound that unlocked the shackles of his bloodline at the bronze level, plus a wind eagle with peak bloodline at the elite level. This configuration is much better than the one from the Ji family." No need to give in too much, kid.”

"He even has a higher level of beast control! He also has a beast control like the Gale Wind Eagle with extremely strong aerial combat power! With its combat power, it is entirely possible to overwhelm the opponent!"

Speaking of this, Pan Zhao was a little surprised, and at the same time, there was an inexplicable smile in his eyes, "That bastard Jiang Hong thought that having an A-level kid would crush me to death, but if he saw a D-level kid, it would He suppressed the A-level that he was proud of, and I don’t know what his expression is.”

"Oh, by the way, Li You is also pretty awesome. He actually opened three beast control spaces. I asked him a few days ago and he still didn't tell me that this bastard doesn't even trust his mentor except Ye Fan??"

…

At nightfall, Ye Fan and Fatty Li finished their day's hunting. At this level, their hunting basically revolved around bronze-level beasts.

There are also many seven or eight bronze low-star heads, five-star and six-star ones!

"Fat man, you also hunted the bronze beast alone today, how do you feel?" Looking at the fat man counting the harvest, Ye Fan asked teasingly.

"Fortunately, I feel like the bronze level is no more than that." Fatty Li scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "It's just that I am three against one after all, so I feel a little unruly."

"In the world of beast control, there is no martial ethics. As long as you can win, you can win twenty against one." Ye Fan replied, with a smile on his face.

Stepping in the forest, stepping on fallen leaves, there is a slight echo.

But the next moment, there were suddenly more echoes.

Ye Fan stopped and grabbed the fat man beside him. He looked at the dense trees ahead and suddenly said, "Come out. We are all traveling together. What can we hide?"

These people all wore leather armor, held muskets in their hands, and had knives on their waists. Obviously, they were all beast hunters who made a living by hunting.

"Little brother, you have good eyesight." The one who spoke was a one-eyed man with a big knife at his waist and a very ferocious-looking white wolf next to him.

"Not bad." Ye Fan replied, glanced at the big man, and suddenly said: "A member of the Lone Wolf Group?"

As soon as these words came out, the big man in the lead was stunned, "You know our lone wolf group."

"The most famous beast hunting mercenary group in Pingcheng, how could I not know this." Ye Fan replied, but his eyes were a little cold.

Beast hunters do not necessarily work alone. There are also many beast hunters who form teams and hunt together. Such teams of beast hunters are often mercenary groups, taking orders from some employers, or coming to the forest to hunt on their own to make a living.

There are many such beast-controlling hunter groups in Pingcheng. Among them, the Lone Wolf Group is the most notorious. It was founded by a man who called himself Lone Wolf. He is a beast control master and his strength is very good for ordinary people. The one in his hand Bai Lang has eaten all the things he had to spare from robbing families for so many years, and he also has the strength of a bronze three-star.

Fighting gangsters, robbing passers-by, and even killing people to silence them are the things that the lone wolf group likes to do the most. However, the special nature of Silver Moon Forest prevented the law enforcement team from collecting evidence, which instead encouraged the other party to become arrogant like a bandit.

"When you meet a lone wolf, you will work in vain. If you have no money, your life will be in danger." This saying is widely circulated among peers. In the previous life, Ye Fan worked in a mercenary group to make money after school for a while. He had heard about it a long time ago and also encountered him. of looting.

"Since you know it, you don't need to tell me everything." As he said that, the leader of the lone wolf took out the big knife, pointed at the fat man and said, "I just heard this fat man say that you can harvest a lot this time."

"Take them all out, so I won't embarrass you too much today. Otherwise, you should understand..."

"You're thinking shit..." Fatty Li cursed in a low voice on the side and raised his hand. In his hand, the light of the beast-controlling light lit up.

Click. Click. Click.

But at the same time, on the opposite side, the sound of muskets being loaded also rang quickly.

This scene made the fat man stunned, and turned to look at Ye Fan, "Ye Fan, this musket..."

"It's okay, seven steps away, the gun is fast." Ye Fan shook his head, "As for within seven steps..."

"Understood." Fatty Li took the lead and nodded. The light in his hand lit up again, "It's just a musket, how bold!"

"We are about seventy steps away from them." Ye Fan's voice sounded, "If you rush over, you will probably be beaten into a sieve."

"...Ah this."

Fatty Li, who was already ready to take action, felt a little embarrassed. He retracted his hand, looked at the lone wolf opposite and said, "Hey, don't worry, brother, I was just joking."