Rebirth of the Prime Dragon Master
Chapter 972 Demonic Spirit Flower

"It's because this Nebula Python is pregnant. Any ordinary spirit-manipulated beast will have considerably less strength while it's pregnant. Besides, its priority will be to protect its baby at all times, so it won't be able to exert all its strength while fighting the opponent. And the spirit- manipulated beast that the Nebula Python went up against was skilled at attacking,” Rocky explained.

Upon hearing this, all the people present were stunned. It was not common for someone to be able to tell that a spirit-manipulated beast was pregnant just by looking at it, so it was hard for them to accept Rocky's words at face value.

"It's pregnant?" Woods asked the master of the Nebula Python, his eyes turning cold.

The master of the Nebula Python reluctantly nodded his head, shifting uncomfortably under Woods" penetrating gaze.

Everyone present let out gasps of surprise. Their admiration of Rocky rose now that his words had been confirmed to be true.

"Why didn't you report it? Don't you know how important this competition is?" Woods, who seldom lost his temper, yelled at the master of the Nebula Python. After all, this competition was of great importance and they couldn't afford to make any mistakes. Before the competition, he had even specially ordered people to check the condition of all the spirit-manipulated beasts to ensure that they were in their best state. But somehow, the fact that the Nebula Python was pregnant had escaped his scrutiny.

The master of the beast had no choice but to anxiously lower his head. His face had gone pale in a mixture of shame and fear. He had wanted to contribute so desperately that he had thought that he could somehow muddle through the competition without anyone finding out the condition of his beast. However, he hadn't expected anyone to see through his lies.

"It's useless to scold him now. Is there any flying beast among the remaining spirit-manipulated beasts?" Rocky asked Woods at once.

"There is a Snow Crow, but it's weaker than the rest of the beasts, so it was listed as a standby,” Woods answered after thinking for a while.

"Snow Crow? That will do,” Rocky said, nodding his head.

Although the Nebula Python was powerful, it hadn't exerted its full strength since it was pregnant and had put them in a disadvantageous position.

It was fortunate that Rocky had been able to detect its true condition.

"It seems that you can become a fortune teller, Mr. Rookie," Lucilla teased from behind.

Queenie, who was sitting next to her, scoffed, "Humph, I think it was just a lucky guess.”

Rocky ignored their words and calmly said, "Let the Snow Crow fight in the second match!"

Woods decided to follow Rocky's advice and immediately ordered his men to send the Snow Crow, which was at the third grade of the four-star level.

Although the Snow Crow was small in size and looked weak, it was fast and agile. Moreover, its feathers would change color with the refraction of light, which would easily distract and confuse the enemy.

As soon as the Snow Crow entered the fighting pit of the beast arena, the crowd erupted in an uproar. Everyone knew that the Snow Crow was even weaker than the Nebula Python, which had already lost to the Sky-barking Hound. In their eyes, it was ridiculous to send out the Snow Crow in the second match.

Many of them began to boo, anticipating a boring match that would end swiftly with the Sky- barking Hound defeating the Snow Crow. According to them, Woods' decision to send the Snow Crow to fight was almost suicidal.

Prince Geoffrey and his men found it so absurd that they burst into laughter.

"Your Royal Highness, how could Prince Woods send such a weak spirit-manipulated beast? I think he doesn't have any strong spirit-manipulated beasts left," Alexander sneered.

Upon hearing this, Geoffrey's eyes narrowed. He didn't believe that his brother would have run out of skilled beasts in such a short time.

While the crowd was still discussing among themselves, the second match of the competition began.

As soon as the Snow Crow came onto the stage, it directly flew towards the Sky-barking Hound and launched an attack. The Sky-barking Hound immediately gathered its strength, ready to react with a hard blow.

Just after the two beast shadows clashed, the Sky-barking Hound suddenly let out a pained howl. Its left eye had bloody scratches all over it, indicating that it hadn't been able to dodge the Snow Crow's attack.

Although the Snow Crow had fast movements, it wasn't so fast that the Sky-barking Hound couldn't even react. So why hadn't the latter dodged the Snow Crow's attack?

Everyone at the beast arena was stunned. The people on Woods' side, in particular, couldn't help but look at Rocky in awe. Rocky, on the other hand, just sat there calmly, as if he had already foreseen what would happen next.

"Many people don't know that although the Sky-barking Hound is strong, it has a weakness that will only be exposed when it meets a specific opponent,” Rocky explained calmly.

Upon hearing this, everyone stared at Rocky curiously.

"What's the weakness?" Woods prompted immediately.

"The Sky-barking Hound is color blind and can only discern less than three colors. On the other hand, the Snow Crow has a body that keeps changing color since its feathers refract light. Therefore, for the Sky-barking Hound, the Snow Crow is almost invisible," Rocky answered.

Everyone present smiled in awe, their eyes lighting up in understanding.

"Even I never knew that the Sky-barking Hound has such a weakness! You have so much knowledge at the tip of your fingers. It really makes me feel inferior to you," Lucas said in a tone of admiration. Upon hearing Lucas’ words, everyone began to look at Rocky in a different light.

In the beast arena, the Sky-barking Hound went mad because of its injury, eager to attack the beast that had hurt it. However, because of its weakness, it could not even see the Snow Crow, let alone touch or hurt it. Meanwhile, the Snow Crow, relying on its advantage in speed, continuously attacked the Sky-barking Hound, leaving it no room to breathe, let alone recover.

To the shock of everyone present, the Snow Crow, which was one of the weakest beasts, had easily defeated the Sky-barking Hound.

The next few matches continued in the same line, with each side winning a few and losing a few. At last, they were at a stalemate.

After the sixth match of the first round ended with a narrow victory for Woods, Geoffrey sighed. "It's time for our protagonist to come on stage,” he said with a small smirk at the edge of his lips.

Not long after, when the iron fence of the beast arena was opened, a spirit-manipulated beast slowly wriggled its way in. Its head was like a carnivorous flower, wrapped completely in fleshy skin with two rows of sharp and tiny teeth in the middle. Numerous tendrils entwined its slender body. "Isn't that a Timber spirit-manipulated beast?"

"Yes, it's the Demonic Spirit Flower. Among all the four-star Timber spirit-manipulated beasts, it ranks the third...”

"It seems that Prince Woods has no chance of winning unless he can send out a spirit-manipulated beast that is more powerful than the Demonic Spirit Flower. But that's impossible!"

After the entry of the Demonic Spirit Flower, the spectators erupted in a heated discussion.