"Who do you think has the better chance of winning the finals?"
The audience on the court began discussing:
"It has to be Qiao Sang, doesn’t it? Two high-level pet beasts, with such high proficiency in each pet beast’s advanced skills, he could even participate in the national college beast taming league. There’s no way he will lose."
"I also think it’s Qiao Sang. Just with Bingke Xilu alone I reckon he can take on two at once, and knock out that what’s-his-name, Shao Liben."
"Don’t speak too soon, Shao Liben was last year’s regional champion."
"So what if he was the champion? I think this year’s national champion of the national school beast taming league might just be Qiao Sang."
"Shao Liben’s Jihui Tata is also one of the rarer psychic beasts in the Xilü Area, not so easy to handle."
"Rare doesn’t mean powerful."
"Then why are some people hanging up banners saying Bingke Xilu will definitely win the championship?" The man who spoke pointed to the location in Section D where the banners were being hung.
The person beside gave a scrutinizing look and asked with a hint of understanding:
"You’re not from the Ancient Mist Region, are you?"
"How do you know?" the man asked with a face full of question marks.
"If you were from our Ancient Mist Region, you would never have asked that question."
"..."
...
The players’ area.
"How confident are you?" Xu Yixuan asked.
"About fifty percent," Qiao Sang said.
"So modest!" Xu Yixuan was a bit surprised.
Qiao Sang glanced at her, "You won’t think so in a bit."
Xu Yixuan was puzzled; she didn’t understand what he meant.
Qiao Sang had a Liaoxing Dog and a Bingke Xilu among his pet beasts; it didn’t seem right that his chance of winning was only fifty percent.
But Qiao Sang’s words just now seemed to suggest that his chances of winning might be even lower than fifty percent.
How could that be possible...
On the other side.
"Listen," said a woman in a formal dress, "most of the crowd is chanting Qiao Sang’s name."
Shao Liben responded calmly, "That’s just because Qiao Sang has Bingke Xilu, and we happen to be in the Ancient Mist Region."
Upon hearing this, the woman smiled, "On the battle field, you have to stay just as calm and maintain the same mindset you have now." ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
Shao Liben nodded, "I will."
At this moment, the time was 7:59:55 PM, and Yi Ao began following the procedure to announce the players’ regions and names.
"Are you ready?" the woman asked.
"I am ready," Shao Liben responded solemnly.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a beam of white light shone down.
The next second, he appeared on the field.
Qiao Sang, at the age of 15, participated in the senior high section of the national school beast taming league and even won all the way to the present with a record of all victories. . . Shao Liben studied the slender figure in the distance, thinking that everyone said there was no shame in losing to such a freak, but as long as it was a competition, he wouldn’t adopt a losing mindset until the referee blew the whistle for the end.
Amid the exhilarating bgm, Qiao Sang and Shao Liben made their hand seals.
Green star arrays and grey star arrays lit up simultaneously.
As the first two pet beasts appeared on the field, the bgm abruptly stopped, and the audience and players’ area instantly became restless.
"Oh my, a Treasure-seeking Demon and Jihui Tata?!"
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