Some of the people who had placed blind faith in Su Nian couldn’t help but waver a little, after personally witnessing the overwhelming might of these powerful magic pets.
At that very moment.
At the other end of the arena, a slender yet dazzling figure strode in with composed steps, slowly walking into the center of attention.
Her short, moon-white battle dress shimmered with a cold, gentle radiance under the magic lights.
That glow made the girl’s skin appear even fairer than the first snow of winter, and her beauty was unparalleled.
With each graceful step, the girl exuded an indescribable rhythm of elegance.
Her calm, poised bearing was less like someone entering a fierce, uncertain contest, and more like a guest attending an exquisite palace banquet.
Yet when everyone’s gaze, full of curiosity, fell upon her smooth, round shoulders…
“Pfft—”
No one knew who failed to hold it in first, but someone burst out laughing.
Immediately, a wave of unabashed laughter surged through the arena, spreading like a breached dam.
There on Su Nian’s shoulder sat…
A round, fluffy, pale green ball of a tiny bird, no bigger than a palm.
The little creature tilted its tiny head, and with its jet-black, innocent eyes, full of naive curiosity, it peered at the boisterous arena.
Every now and then, it would stretch out its dainty beak to nuzzle Su Nian’s fair and delicate cheek in a loving, affectionate gesture.
‘This… this is Miss Su Nian’s magic pet?’
The immense contrast caught everyone off guard, their minds unable to process what they saw for a moment.
At the very top of the VIP stands, inside a private room sealed off by powerful magic wards, completely isolated from the outside—
A young man dressed in a simple yet subtly luxurious silver-blue robe was elegantly swirling a crystal wine glass in his hand.
The deep red, mellow wine left graceful arcs on the transparent surface.
He had a head of golden hair as brilliant as sunshine.
The young man’s features were handsome, his violet eyes deep and sharp.
This man was none other than Elvin Red Maple, the highly-esteemed Third Prince of the Red Maple Kingdom.
Elvin gazed at the stunning girl in the arena and the particularly “unique” magic pet perched on her shoulder.
His previously tranquil lips couldn’t help but curl into a playful smile.
“To think she’d use such a… little thing, and face off against seven battle magic pets raised by noble families at the same time.” Elvin muttered under his breath, so softly it was almost inaudible.
“Is she utterly foolish… or does she have some hidden card no one knows about?”
“What an interesting woman…”
The drums thundered once more, more urgent than before.
The match officially began!
Countess Lilian Field’s cold voice delivered a short, sharp command, “Go”
The seven magic pets, already poised to strike, instantly let out earth-shaking roars.
“Roar—!”
“Awoo—!”
With a momentum that could topple mountains and overturn seas, they charged menacingly from seven directions toward that… seemingly fragile “little bird” in the center of the arena.
The Lava Drakesaur opened its fanged, gaping maw, and searing dragonfire began to gather in its throat.
The Shadow Leopard became a streak of black lightning, impossible to track.
The Steel-Armored Bull gave a deep, thunderous bellow, its massive body rampaging forward like a runaway war chariot, carrying a crushing force.
And at that moment—
Little Green had already left Su Nian’s shoulder and stood in the arena.
Gasps rang out again and again from the audience, a continuous wave.
Many of the more timid ladies instinctively covered their eyes, unable to bear what they believed would be a bloody, tragic scene.
Amy and Lise’s palms were slick with nervous sweat.
Yet…
“Chirp!”
A crisp, pleasant birdsong, laced with a strange penetrating power, rang out clear and abrupt amidst the deafening roars of beasts.
Everyone saw that pale green ball of a bird on Su Nian’s shoulder gently flap its tiny wings.
Its small, round body seemed as light as a feather.
With a speed and agility almost impossible to follow with the naked eye, Little Green narrowly evaded all the cunning, powerful, deadly attacks coming from every direction.
Effortlessly, Little Green landed atop the grotesque, ugly head of the Lava Drakesaur.
Then, with its small, sturdy beak, it tapped on the iron-hard, dark red scales—making sharp, “tock, tock” sounds.
At times, it ghosted silently onto the broad back of the Shadow Leopard, unbothered, calmly preening its own pale green feathers.
It was as if the fierce, swift beast beneath its feet was just a moving platform to rest on, passing by by chance.
Seven hulking, menacing battle magic pets—creatures who usually exuded awe-inspiring might now looked like a group of clumsy children being toyed with.
They used every trick they knew, yet couldn’t even touch a single feather.
Somehow, the laughter from the audience gradually faded.
In its place spread a heavy, eerie silence and rising among the crowd was a growing sense of incredulous shock.
“Th-that… what kind of speed is that?”
“Is there something wrong with my eyes?”
Su Nian watched as Little Green darted around the arena like a mischievous sprite, easily toying with the massive, savage magic beasts.
Although she found it funny, anxiety grew within her.
If this kept dragging on, she really would be late tonight.
But… she had publicly declared, as a Magic Tutor, that she would “instruct” these naive noble ladies.
If she just let Little Green defeat them all in a single move, it wouldn’t look like “instruction” at all—more like outright bullying…
She needed to let the opponents show off a few moves first.
Hmm…
Let them keep going for a bit; it’s not like she’s going to run away.
Amelie’s Longhorn Griffin suddenly let out a piercing screech.
With a sudden flap of its mighty wings, the huge creature soared into the air.
Its gleaming, razor-sharp talons swept down like iron hooks at Little Green, who was teasing the Lava Drakesaur at low altitude.
“Catch it! Noble and mighty Longhorn Griffin, tear it apart!” Amelie, her cheeks flushed with excitement, couldn’t help but scream.
However, Little Green just twisted aside with agile grace.
The Longhorn Griffin’s determined pounce hit nothing but air.
An even more comical scene followed.
Propelled by too much force and unable to adjust its flight in time, the Longhorn Griffin crashed headlong into the Lava Drakesaur, which was also lunging at Little Green.
“Boom—!”
A heavy crash echoed through the arena.
The two giant beasts tumbled into a heap, kicking up clouds of dust.
The ridiculous collision set off another deafening wave of laughter from the crowd.
Countess Lilian Field and Amelie’s faces instantly turned an ugly, dark shade.
Even so, many in the crowd still didn’t believe Su Nian could win.
That chubby, round little bird—they thought—was just dodging through sheer, unbelievable agility and flight.
It had no real offensive power.
Only the members of Magic Feather Fantasy and Su Nian’s loyal fans kept cheering loudly for her.
Hoarsely, they shouted— “Go, Teacher Su Nian!”
“Go, Nianbao! Ahhh! Victory!”
Countess Lilian Field watched her Lava Drakesaur scramble up from the sand, covered in dirt.
She caught a glimpse of Su Nian’s calm, beautiful face nearby, with even a trace of a gentle smile.
Rage and jealousy finally exploded in her chest like a volcano.
“Useless.”
“A bunch of useless trash.” She screamed, her voice twisted and shrill from fury.
“Use your ultimate moves! All of you!”
“Kill it.”
“Kill that damned bird!”
The other noble ladies snapped out of their shock, faces red with humiliation.
Furious, they ordered their magic pets to unleash their most powerful attacks.
In an instant, scorching dragonfire erupted like a crimson flood.
Shadowy, venomous arrows howled through the air.
Raging earth spikes burst from the ground.
Razor wind blades sliced the air with shrill howls.
Toxic, dark green gas spread out with a nauseating stench.
A storm of magical and physical attacks swept toward the tiny bird at the center, who was still hovering leisurely.
This time, there was nowhere to dodge.
“It’s over…” Amy squeezed her eyes shut in despair, unable to look.
Lise’s nails dug deep into her palm.
Just as everyone thought the poor little bird was about to be torn apart—
“Chirp—!!!”
A cry rang out, completely different from before, echoing through the entire arena.
The call was pure and piercing.
Everyone saw the pale green bird, its tiny body suddenly bursting with a terrifying wind force utterly disproportionate to its size.
The wind pressure was so strong, it felt suffocating.
Pale green light radiated from its form like the first rays of dawn.
A storm erupted from the bird’s position, spiraling into a massive vortex.
That was no ordinary wind.
It was pure elemental force, carrying a will to rend everything.
In a flash, the magic pets’ attacks were swallowed by the gale, vanishing like little boats in the sea.
When the wind died down—
The seven previously awe-inspiring, terrifying magic pets were flung away as if struck by an invisible giant hand.
They crashed hard onto the sand, kicking up dust.
After a few feeble twitches, they lost all fighting strength, white foam spilling from their mouths.
Little Green’s control over its power was exquisite.
It displayed absolute dominance, yet caused no fatal harm.
After all, this was only supposed to be “instruction.”
The wind stilled.
The dust settled.
The vast Magic Pet Glory Arena fell into dead silence.
You could hear a pin drop.
Everyone stared, dumbfounded, at the arena.
At the pale green bird, landing lightly on Su Nian’s smooth shoulder.
It nuzzled her soft cheek affectionately, as if that earth-shattering move a moment ago had been no more than a trivial task.