"Yeke..."
Yeke Suolu involuntarily closed his eyes.
Vine Whip lay scattered on the ground.
The sight that met the audience’s eyes was Yeke Suolu snoring and sleeping on the ground, with the Treasure-seeking Demon less than a centimeter away from it.
The scene suddenly became noisy.
"What’s going on? I don’t understand! What happened?!"
"Was Yeke Suolu hypnotized?"
"No, the question isn’t that. Why would the Treasure-seeking Demon suddenly appear there? Yeke Suolu had Vine Whip protecting itself at 360 degrees with no blind spots; how could the Treasure-seeking Demon appear inside the vines?"
"What the hell? Considering the distance that spectral-type beast casted Shadow Ball earlier, it shouldn’t have been able to appear there at all!"
"You haven’t seen the matches of this Treasure-seeking Demon before."
"No, this is the first time I’ve managed to get a ticket."
"No wonder, this Treasure-seeking Demon also has psychic series attributes—it can teleport."
"Hiss... But that’s not right! Even if it can teleport, it shouldn’t be able to go right into the midst of Vine Whip!"
"So this isn’t teleportation."
"Then what is it?"
"If I’m not mistaken, it is Spatial Movement."
"!!!"
Among those who came to watch the match were professional beast tamers, who quickly analyzed exactly what had happened.
"Vine Whip can block teleportation approaches but not Spatial Movement. Qiao Sang probably thought of this tactic the first time he saw Yeke Suolu use the surrounding Vine Whip. That’s why he later intentionally had the Treasure-seeking Demon use Shadow Ball, aiming to make Yeke Suolu cast the surrounding Vine Whip again, so that the Treasure-seeking Demon could directly move through space to get there. With the Vine Whip as a barrier, neither Ma Zongji nor Yeke Suolu could have reacted in time."
"Damn! How can you still analyze all this so calmly? Spatial Movement, bro! A mid-level spectral-type beast knowing Spatial Movement?!"
"Why are you so worked up? Qiao Sang’s Liaoxing Dog already knows the Mystique-level Mars Rain. For a genius like him, what’s impossible?"
"..."
The heated discussion in the audience did not affect the field.
A mechanical beast wearing a referee’s badge blew the whistle that signalled the end of the match.
Ma Zongji looked bewildered.
The first thought that arose was: I lost just like that?
The second thought was: Next up, Qiao Sang will still send out the Treasure-seeking Demon, won’t he? Does that mean I won’t be able to fight against Bingke Xilu?
"Xun..."
Xiao Xunbao earnestly sensed the energy within its body, then showed a disappointed expression.
Why hasn’t it evolved yet...
This expression, when caught by Ma Zongji, was interpreted differently: Did it think that the match just now was too easy to win? Did it feel that Yeke Suolu was too weak, hence the disappointment?
Building up this narrative in his mind, Ma Zongji felt choked up.
He took a deep breath, striving to adjust his mindset.
A one-time win or loss meant nothing; as long as he won the next match against the Treasure-seeking Demon and got to see Bingke Xilu enter the field, he would be the victor!
At this moment, Qiao Sang waved his hand and recalled Xiao Xunbao back into the Beast Taming Codex.
Ma Zongji, who was just brimming with fighting spirit, was taken aback at this sight.
Before he had time to think further, the prompt sound for summoning the second pet beast echoed in the arena.
Ma Zongji subconsciously formed hand seals.
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