Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 708

Chapter 708: Chapter 708 - Taming the Fifth Year - Round-up

The others finally freed their beasts from their backpacks and fused completely with them.

Relief flooded through the group, as fusion took hold and transformed vulnerable students into proper combatants. They’d been fighting at a disadvantage.

Now the playing field was level... 4 vs 4.

Or it would have been, if the enemies still had any fight left in them.

The wind user stepped back, his confidence evaporating like morning dew under harsh sunlight. He looked around at his fallen teammate, at the mantis that had appeared from nowhere to disable their healer and at Klein who’d just demolished their wood user.

The close-range fighter looked backward too, searching for the healer who was no longer available, immobilized by Ren’s invisible mantis with blades at his throat.

And the earth user from distance stopped launching projectiles for a moment, processing that this was no longer gonna be an easy victory.

That maybe it had never been an easy victory. That they’d been sold a lie by people who either didn’t understand Ren’s capabilities or those of his group and ended up trying to execute an impossible task.

"Now!"

The hawk kid’s voice cut through the moment of doubt. Finally free from the roots, he launched a wind cut toward the other wind user.

The attack was brutal...

The compressed air blade caught the wind user’s shoulder, cutting deep through fusion-enhanced flesh. Blood sprayed in an arc as the technique interrupted his elemental concentration just when he was trying to launch another attack.

The kid screamed, his hands involuntarily releasing the mana he’d been accumulating. The half-formed wind construct collapsed, backlashing against his own spiritual channels with painful feedback.

Klein, with his arms still burned but functional, roared again and launched himself toward the earth user.

The adrenaline was carrying him now. Pain existed somewhere in the background, distant and manageable. What mattered was ending this, securing his team, proving that his declaration hadn’t been empty words but commitment backed by action.

The guy tried to create a stone wall to defend himself. The technique activated, mana flowing into earth manipulation that should have produced a solid barrier.

But the wall came out weak. Cracked, more symbolic than functional.

Paralysis and fear making precise mana control impossible.

Klein tore through it with a phantom cut, the golden energy of his lion destroying the stone structure like it was wet paper.

Pieces of rock scattered across the tunnel floor, the wall’s failure so complete it might as well have never existed.

Then he was on top of the earth user, his claws pressing against the kid’s throat in clear warning.

"Surrender," Klein growled.

The earth user raised his hands, understanding that he’d lost.

The hawk kid and Klein were joined by their teammates just moments later. The close-range fighter was already on the ground soon after, overwhelmed by numbers now that Klein’s group had proper support.

"I surrender," he sobbed, all bravado gone, replaced by terror of children who’d realized too late they were in over their heads. "I surrender, please."

Five attackers neutralized. The rear guard secured.

Klein looked at his teammates, everyone breathing heavily.

But they’d won.

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