The Beastmaster System: God Pet begs me to evolve

Zhao Mengxi moved with graceful steps, her eyes sparkling with charm, her beauty and allure blended into one, more radiant than any flower.

As she walked up to the arena and stood ten paces away from Leng Zimu, her expression immediately became serious, and her voice coldly stated, "Class 1, Zhao Mengxi, Beastmaster Space Fire Flame Beast, Level 27."

Leng Zimu furrowed his brow slightly, seeming displeased with her indifferent attitude, but said nothing more, "Class 1, Leng Zimu, Beastmaster Wan Jue Willow Blade, Level 29."

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd fell into silence. These two were monsters with such high-level beasts.

But soon, anticipation for the battle grew even more.

Kent furrowed his brow in thought. Wan Jue Willow Blade, what kind of monster was that? The name sounded strange.

Zhou Yun also shook his head, "Leng Zimu comes from a powerful family. No one dares to mess with him, and most of the top students from elite classes are his underlings. Even Zhao Xuan, who's known for his good looks, doesn't catch his attention. So, no one really knows what his beast is. However, many people guess it must at least be of the Golden grade."

Kent nodded. So this person was the "big antagonist," his future rival?

A flash of mischief crossed his mind.

"Don't you want to say anything?" Leng Zimu finally couldn't hold it in. "For you, I would give up everything. Just say the word, and I'll immediately surrender."

Zhao Mengxi shook her head lightly, "There's no need. I didn't come here to get a few points, but to prove myself. Even though I may not have much chance of winning, since your Wan Jue Willow Blade is also of Golden grade, I, Zhao Mengxi, never seek help from others, especially not from you, Leng Zimu."

"Why do you hate me so much?" Leng Zimu revealed his long-standing confusion. "In Microglow City, there are hardly any boys as excellent and handsome as me. And I'm crazy about you. I believe no one can give you a better life than I can, except me."

Zhao Mengxi rubbed her forehead. He was really relentless, not even understanding that they weren't here to settle a romantic dispute.

However, since he brought it up, it was better to be straightforward to avoid him holding on to false hopes.

A tangled mess of emotions, something even the devil would despair over.

"Since you want to know why, I'll say it plainly: you are indeed excellent, but you're not my type. How should I put it? You're boring and arrogant, cold and gloomy. Being with you would feel like suffering every single day. How does that make you feel? Painful? But that's my honest opinion. If you really care about me, here's some advice: there are plenty of flowers in the world, why do you need to find one here? With your strength, you can definitely get into earthstar University. There are many excellent girls there, and you won't have trouble finding one suitable for you."

After finishing, Zhao Mengxi's delicate fingers flashed with light, and from her exquisite Beastmaster bracelet, a golden light shot out, like thousands of golden ears of wheat swaying gently, engulfed in flames that raised the temperature of the arena.

Seeing this, Leng Zimu's expression became more sinister. He also summoned his beast, which appeared to be a strange willow tree, its roots digging into the stone floor of the arena. Every willow branch glinted with the sheen of steel, and the leaves, as large as the palm of a hand, were sharp like blades.

"Is this the Wan Jue Willow Blade?"

Everyone in the crowd gasped in shock, the sight of the willow leaves sharp as blades made it seem as if they might detach and fly at their enemies like wind blades.

Leng Zimu quickly scanned the crowd, a slight smile on his lips, seemingly satisfied with their reaction.

"Thank you for your honest opinion, but I don't feel bad at all. I only pity you. You are so stubborn and act according to personal preference. I've pursued you in every way. Besides the fact that you are truly attractive, you also have a father who is a military commander."

Leng Zimu said in a cold and proud tone, "It's always been taught that marriage should match social status. Only by joining forces can we thrive. You've never thought about that, so you're not a filial daughter or a good woman. If I marry you, it would be a disaster. I'd have to appease you every day. Wouldn't that waste the time of a great man like me?"

His grandiose speech stunned everyone, leaving them speechless for a moment. They couldn't help but feel a strange sense of agreement but were also left dumbfounded.

Kent couldn't help but rub his nose, feeling at a loss for words. This guy's thinking was so twisted, his ideas were bizarre; it was impossible to follow his rhythm.

The school leaders on the high platform exchanged glances, wanting to say something, but realizing they couldn't find the words.

Yun Xiaoxiao, seemingly eager to express herself, said in surprise, "I suddenly feel a bit sorry for him. Marrying him would turn one into a puppet, losing oneself and all individuality."

"You really know a lot, talking about id, ego, and superego?" Kent remarked, speechless. "A crude woman like you can't even tell the difference between those, how could you possibly understand?"

Meanwhile, on the stage, everyone was eagerly awaiting Zhao Mengxi's retort.

Zhao Mengxi furrowed her brows, opened her mouth, then closed it as she thought for a moment. Finally, she said, "Alright, if that's how you feel, then fine. At least now you know what you want. While we can never be friends, I still hope you get what you wish for."

Although her words seemed like agreement, the underlying sarcasm was obvious, and only the thick-skinned boys seemed unable to hear the hidden meaning.

"Hmph, enough talking. Since you refuse to give your heart to me, I'll conquer you with strength," Leng Zimu sneered, raising his hand.

Suddenly, the willow tree swayed, and dozens of blade-like leaves shot out, aiming to strike Zhao Mengxi's vital points.

Zhao Mengxi reacted instantly. She raised her hand and softly commanded, "Go."

The Fire Blade Beast, glowing like golden ears of wheat, shuddered. It split into dozens of fireballs, which under her powerful mental control, adjusted their angles and timing, meeting the oncoming leaves head-on.

The two forces collided in a burst of sparks, the leaves falling to the ground while the fireballs shattered into countless fragments, still burning with fierce energy.

This exchange, like a shower of sparks, resulted in no clear winner.

Leng Zimu made a hand sign, and a line of blood shot from his fingertip, splashing onto the strange willow tree. Immediately, a flash of blood enveloped all the leaves.

Then, dozens more leaves shot out, this time forming into a massive, diamond-shaped spearhead, roaring toward Zhao Mengxi with terrifying force, as though it could pierce solid steel.

Zhao Mengxi's eyebrows twitched, and she quickly summoned a giant fireball the size of a human head to meet the oncoming attack.

With a thunderous crash, the entire arena shook from the impact, and countless sparks flew toward the audience below, causing them to flee in terror, their faces filled with horror.