In the sky.
The rescue team didn't return.
They hovered above the Sunset Forest, keeping an eye on the ground, in case there were more beasts.
At the same time, they were also paying attention to the taming process in the forest.
This was the only D-class beast that had appeared in this competition. Successfully taming a D-class beast would earn 500 points.
As long as Wu Ming succeeded once, he would become the champion of the individual competition!
For a moment, all parties were paying attention.
In a villa.
Yin Xiaoxiao sat next to the masked woman with the D-class Thunder Beast in her arms. She pointed at the screen and asked, "Auntie, do you think Wu Ming can succeed?"
The masked woman frowned. "It's hard to say. Although Wu Ming helped you tame the D-class Thunder Beast, there are less than 20 minutes left before the end of the competition. Time is too tight."
"But I still hope he can succeed."
Yin Xiaoxiao murmured. She lowered her head and looked into the baby Thunder Beast's big, watery eyes. "Little Thunder, do you think Wu Ming can succeed?"
Hearing her call it "Little Thunder" again, the Thunder Beast rolled its eyes and pretended to be dead.
In another villa.
Lin Yin crossed her fingers and clenched them. "Wu Ming, you can do it. I believe in you!"
…
In the underground fortress.
Li Daliang looked at the defeated beasts on the screen. He was only a bit angry. Then, he snorted.
"Failure is the mother of success. This time, although I didn't cripple or kill Wu Ming, at least I got some E-class ape warriors to hate me. Tsk, tsk, tsk …"
…
In the Sunset Forest.
Wu Ming forced the D-class Fanged Dragon to eat all kinds of taming food. Then, he used the Consciousness Shock Ball to break down its tenacious will and reduce its ferocity toward humans.
"Roar!"
The D-class Fanged Dragon wanted to run away, only to find that the dark golden armor was too horrifying. It couldn't move at all.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh …
At this time, Long Dabao finally arrived. It flapped its huge wings, stirring up a hurricane.
"This is my pet!"
Wu Ming shouted to the sky. The rescue team that was about to come over dispersed.
"Good heavens, Wu Ming has a D-rank pet!"
The audience looked at Long Dabao that appeared on the big screen and found that it had two heads, which made it look even more ferocious and domineering.
"Wow, I want to raise a dragon too!"
Some of the children's eyes were filled with envy.
"Wu Ming, you have a Class D pet? That's crazy!" Luo Shudie stared at the magnificent Long Dabao and swallowed her saliva with envy.
Dong!
Long Dabao landed on the ground. His thick dragon claws shook the surroundings as if there was an earthquake.
It slowly walked towards the D-grade Sharp-Fanged Dragon, bringing with it a huge pressure. As it lowered its two dragon heads, it breathed out a cold and hot breath from its mouth, giving the D-grade Sharp-Fanged Dragon a huge fright.
"Good chance!"
Wu Ming took the opportunity to increase the dosage of Temporary Consciousness, Kindness, Intimacy, Illusory Dream, Buff, Contract, and other taming food.
Five minutes later.
The D-grade Sharp-Fanged Dragon let out a mournful howl and lowered its proud head, revealing its forehead to Wu Ming as a sign of submission.
"Success!"
The audience cheered when they saw this scene.
The judges whispered to each other. One minute later, the result was announced.
"Congratulations, Wu Ming. You have successfully tamed a severely wounded D-grade Sharp-Fanged Dragon. You have received 500 points. Your current score is 1,070 points!"
"Congratulations, Wu Ming. You are now number one!"
The host, Wang Ying, announced loudly.
"He did it!"
Su Ying, Gu Shaocheng, Wan Siyu, and Huang Sanba cheered loudly. They were happier than if they had won the championship themselves.
"He really did it!"
Luo Shudie felt like she was in a dream.
Right then, Wu Ming breathed in relief. There were still a lot of taming food left. He walked over to the other D-grade Sharp-Fanged Dragon resolutely.
"You still want to tame it?"
Luo Shudie was stunned. "There are less than five minutes left. There is not enough time. Why bother?"
Wu Ming's raised foot stopped in mid-air.
He turned around and smiled at Luo Shudie. "Even if there is only one second left, I still have to give it a try!
As a person, one should never give up and work hard. "
Wu Ming's voice spread throughout the Sunset Forest through the Projection Beast.
In the gymnasium.
All the audience looked at Wu Ming, who was walking toward the other D-grade Sharp-Fanged Dragon. Listening to his voice, they felt that his back seemed to be much taller.
Some of the young men clenched their fists.
"Don't give up. Don't give up!"
Some people whispered. They felt that Wu Ming was right.
"As long as the competition is not over, we can't give up." Some people sighed with emotion.
Others heard this and resonated with them.
"Yes, that's right. This is the spirit that a trainer should have. It is also the spirit that we should have!"
The audience cheered.
The host, Wang Ying, also noticed the cheers of the audience. She immediately spoke into the microphone.
"Oh my god!
There are only five minutes left before the competition. Wu Ming is still trying to tame the remaining D-grade Sharp-Fanged Dragon. Can he succeed?
But no matter what the result is, let's give him our blessing! "
Wang Ying's voice spread throughout the Sunset Forest.
The audience held their breaths and watched carefully.
In the forest.
The trainers present rushed to the western edge of the forest at full speed. They wanted to witness the process of Wu Ming's taming of the D-grade Sharp-Fanged Dragon with their own eyes.
On the ground.
Wu Ming's movements were very fast.
Because this was the last Vicious Beast, he used up all of his remaining Taming Food, and the dosage was about three times the usual.
However, Wu Ming didn't feel distressed.
He fed the beast the medicine while hitting the forehead of the D-grade Sharp-Fanged Dragon with the consciousness oscillation ball.
Three minutes later.
The D-grade Sharp-Fanged Dragon finally showed signs of being unable to hold on.
Whoosh!
The nearby trainers rushed to the scene at full speed and watched Wu Ming's taming process from dozens of meters away.
"Look, Wu Ming has a lot of different types of taming food. There are actually nine types. No wonder his efficiency is so high."
"Yeah!"
The trainers discussed in a low voice.
"There is only one minute left before the end of the competition!" At this time, someone shouted.
In the gymnasium.
The audience noticed that the countdown to the last minute appeared on the big screen.
Looking at the decreasing number, the audience crossed their fingers and clasped them tightly.
"Faster, faster!"
Some people couldn't help but whisper.
If Wu Ming succeeded, then he would definitely become a legendary figure.
Time was still passing.
The last ten seconds were up!
"Ten, nine, eight …"
The audience was already shouting the countdown.
On the ground.
Wu Ming kept hitting the D-grade Sharp-Fanged Dragon's food with the consciousness oscillation ball. Looking at the last ten seconds, he steeled his heart and poured 5 evolution points into the consciousness oscillation ball.
Buzz!
The ball suddenly shattered into powder and sprinkled into the wound on the D-grade Sharp-Fanged Dragon's neck.
"Ao!"
It howled in pain, but the next moment, it felt a shock in its head. It subconsciously lowered its proud head towards Wu Ming.