The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 569

Chapter 569 Small Victories

The Minotaur looked terrified as he took his position, but the black dragon didn't hesitate.

"Challenger three has the first strike. Whenever you are ready."

The Minotaur nodded, and swung a mighty blow at Ophelia that nearly rocked her off her feet. He was certainly stronger than the Giant, she realized. He also had an extremely thick neck, so he wasn't likely to get whiplash.

So, she wasn't expecting much when she put her all into the first swing. However, when her paw made contact, the Minotaur fell with his legs still extended, knocked out cold at the moment of impact.

"Oh, poor call on my part. Who knew he would have a glass jaw?" The Newbon General sighed, while the other soldiers rushed to help him up off the ground.

The Archbishop healed him, and the Black Dragon smiled under his hood.

"That makes one round to the Golden Dragon Nation. I have to say, a Titanic Bear Totem Berserker was not what I was expecting for the first round of our betting. But the next round should be even better. I have prepared a platform for the contestants, as even with skills active, the Royal Rank combatants are very different sizes."

The three Royals came forward, and Karl immediately noticed that the Minotaur had been swapped out for a boar man of some sort. He wasn't quite a Giant, but at four metres, he was still nearly a head taller than Karl's enlarged form.

The Giant, on the other hand, was well over six metres tall. Both of the other contestants would need to stand on a stage for their head to be the proper height for a slap.

The dragon held out his hand, and they drew lots. The Giant got the draw this time, and Karl had the number two stick, meaning the Boar Man would strike first.

The Giant smirked at Karl as he faced down the muscular monster.

"When you are ready." The dragon announced.

The monster was incredibly fast, and the sound of the slap echoed through the ruins as Karl was tossed into the low stone of a ruined wall.

Karl stood up and brushed himself off, knocking stone dust off his armour. The strike was less than ten percent of his health, and he had taken no damage, but [Void Body] didn't negate the momentum, and the Boar Man's arm weighed half as much as his entire body.

"Good hit." Karl congratulated him, stopping the Boar Man's victory celebration.

"You got up?" The big man asked, thoroughly confused.

"Of course. Did you think I would volunteer if I couldn't take a hit?"

The Boar snorted and took his place for the return blow.

[Oh, this should be fun. I wonder how much additional strength Karl got from his new skill.] Thor cheered.

[The Packmaster gains an increased percentage of base stats from bonded beasts.] That was all that the system had to say about it, and Karl didn't understand the base and modifier system for stats that it had, so he had no practical reference for just how strong he was now with all his buffs active.

However, with the fifty percent damage increase from Pack Tactics, his new class skill, he would be hitting with plenty of force.

Karl checked that Haste was active, then snapped an attack at the Boar.