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Gravity, an advanced psychic skill, creates a field of intense gravity within a limited area, immobilizing opponents. It's particularly effective against flying or floating-type beasts.
Thankfully, Predictive Tower Turtle’s mastery of gravity isn’t very advanced… Qiao Sang thought to herself.
Predictive Tower Turtle’s gravity skill was still at the beginner level, limiting its range. It could only apply its effects effectively in close proximity to its target.
However, with its ability to teleport, the limited range was less of a drawback, and it still posed a significant threat, at least to opponents who couldn’t teleport themselves.
Qiao Sang issued a command:
"Don’t let it get close."
"Xun~"
Little Treasure chirped cheerfully before vanishing from his spot.
In the next mont, Predictive Tower Turtle appeared exactly where Little Treasure had been standing, only to find its target already gone.
Little Treasure had hidden himself from sight.
Predictive Tower Turtle closed its single eye, and an invisible psychic wave radiated outward, scanning its surroundings. Monts later, it appeared roughly ten ters away, seemingly following the trace of its elusive opponent.
As a beast tar, Qiao Sang could clearly sense where Little Treasure was, even while he remained invisible. She knew he had moved again as soon as Predictive Tower Turtle teleported near his previous position.
For the next 30 seconds, from the audience’s perspective, Predictive Tower Turtle appeared to be teleporting repeatedly around the arena with its eyes closed, trying to track its opponent.
“I don’t like watching matches with ghost-type beasts. I can’t see what they’re doing when they’re invisible.”
“Isn’t Predictive Tower Turtle a level higher than Treasure-Seeking Demon? Why hasn’t it caught up yet?”
“Because it’s wasting ti sensing the exact location before acting.”
“Is Qiao Sang just trying to wear down Predictive Tower Turtle’s energy?”
“Looks like it.”
The audience murmured among themselves, speculating about Qiao Sang’s strategy.
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I can’t let this continue. She’s controlling the pace entirely… Shao Liben kept his calm.
Although it seed like Predictive Tower Turtle was chasing after the Treasure-Seeking Demon , in reality, Qiao Sang was the one dictating the flow of the match.
I’ll have to use more energy to turn the tide…
Shao Liben decisively issued a new command:
“Psychic Wave.”
“Ji.”
Predictive Tower Turtle stopped moving, opened its eye, and emitted a blue glow. A circular white wave of psychic energy radiated outward, spreading rapidly in all directions.
Psychic Wave, an advanced psychic skill, damages all opponents within its area of effect.
We discussed this scenario yesterday… Qiao Sang remained composed.
Expecting Shao Liben to resort to such a move, she had already instructed Little Treasure on how to counter it during the morning’s strategy session.
“Xun!!!”
The white wave rapidly expanded outward. As it reached five ters from Predictive Tower Turtle, a small grayish-gold figure appeared in midair, screeching in pain before plumting straight to the ground.
“Xun…”
Little Treasure lay motionless on the ground, visibly injured. Struggling, he weakly raised his right paw toward Qiao Sang, as if pleading for help.
Qiao Sang stepped back, covering her mouth with her hand, a look of shock and disbelief on her face.
Treasure-Seeking Demon has low defense and should’ve fainted imdiately after taking a direct hit from Psychic Wave. Yet, it’s still moving… It seems its defense is stronger than most mid-level ghost-type beasts… Shao Liben mused.
Qiao Sang's strategy was clear: To drain Predictive Tower Turtle’s energy. Although it still has plenty left, she’ll likely send out the Blazing Star Canine next. Against it, this loss of energy might beco a problem. Still, it’s a relief to have taken the lead in this round.
Shao Liben glanced at the injured Treasure-Seeking Demon and Qiao Sang’s stunned expression. He decided to end the match quickly.
“Gravity.” He said firmly.
Before Predictive Tower Turtle could act, Little Treasure’s outstretched paw fell limply, ihis head slumping to one side as he appeared to faint completely.
“Ji.”
Seeing this, Predictive Tower Turtle stayed in place, no longer preparing to activate its gravity skill.
Victory.
Shao Liben remained composed, showing no outward joy in his win. But the next mont, his pupils constricted in shock, as if witnessing sothing terrifying.
“Get out of there!” He shouted.
But it was too late.
“Xun~”
Three ters behind Predictive Tower Turtle, Little Treasure reappeared, grinning mischievously. His short claw extended, connecting his shadow to Predictive Tower Turtle’s shadow on the ground.
Simultaneously, the injured and unconscious Little Treasure vanished.
Qiao Sang, now wearing a confident smile, had no trace of her earlier disbelief or panic.
Shao Liben was dumbfounded.
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In the contestants’ area, the well-dressed woman observing the match looked grim.
Why does it feel like my IQ drops when competing with Qiao Sang?
While Shao Liben’s position on the field had limited visibility, the audience and contestants had a clear view of the entire match.
The Treasure-Seeking Demon had never been hit by the Psychic Wave. It had stopped just a centiter short of the attack range!
The fall, the struggle, the pained expressions, everything was an act!
“Wow!”
When Little Treasure Hunter reappeared and connected his shadow to Predictive Tower Turtle's, a wave of uproar erupted in the audience.
Who would have thought that an advanced psychic-type battle pet with teleportation abilities could be outmaneuvered by a mid-level ghost-type using shadow control?
A steady and predictable match fails to ignite excitent.
But unexpected twists like this are what truly captivate the crowd.
“Unbelievable! That ghost-type pet has incredible acting skills!”
“And Qiao Sang! Look at her. If I didn’t know for sure that the psychic wave didn’t hit Treasure-Seeking Demon, even I would’ve been fooled by her expression!”
“Brilliant, absolutely brilliant! Qiao Sang’s strategy is insane!”
“You an to say Qiao Sang predicted that Shao Liben wouldn’t drag the match out and would use Psychic Wave to attack?”
“Exactly! Otherwise, how could she have rehearsed everything so perfectly? The timing of the Treasure-Seeking Demon's appearance just outside the psychic wave’s range, its dramatic fall, and the acting, it’s clear this was planned from the start!”
“And don’t forget, the one that first fell and seed injured was a decoy. The real body is the one now controlling the shadow. This strategy had to be preditated!”
“Damn, even the decoy’s acting was top-notch. How good must the real one be?”
“So Qiao Sang didn’t summon the Treasure-Seeking Demon thinking Shao Liben would use Ashfire Fox but had already decided to pit it against Predictive Tower Turtle?”
The audience's astonished gazes locked onto Qiao Sang and Little Treasure.
For any high school student competing in the National Campus Beast Mastering League, every match is of utmost importance.
Yet in such a critical match, instead of sending in her highly reliable Blazing Star Canine or Ice Xilu, Qiao Sang chose to devise a complex strategy using the Treasure-Seeking Demon, aiming for an underdog victory.
Her approach was baffling.
But astonishingly, the unfolding situation seed entirely within Qiao Sang’s expectations...
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It’s a massive success, Qiao Sang thought with satisfaction.
Yesterday’s training hadn’t been in vain.
Among her three pets, Little Treasure was the best actor, the smartest, and the quickest to adapt.
If his level weren’t slightly lower, his wits alone could have played Predictive Tower Turtle, with its reliance on telegraphed movents, like a fiddle.
Stay calm. It’s just shadow control. At most, teleportation is disabled, and movent is restricted. The match isn’t over yet.
Shao Liben took a deep breath, calming his emotions before issuing a command:
“Psychic Force.”
“Ji!”
Predictive Tower Turtle, clearly furious at being outplayed, let out a sharp cry. Energy surged within it, and its eyes glowed a brilliant blue as it directed its power at Little Treasure.
In response, Little Treasure swiftly hooked his claw, causing Predictive Tower Turtle to flip 180 degrees in mid-air.
The energy it unleashed went astray, shooting upwards instead.
“Xun~”
Little Treasure twisted his claw again, making Predictive Tower Turtle spin uncontrollably in mid-air.
“Use Psychic Force to stabilize yourself!” Shao Liben urgently ordered.
“Ji!”
Fighting back nausea, Predictive Tower Turtle emitted a blue glow that enveloped its body, stopping its spin.
Little Treasure noticed his claw was restrained by so invisible force, unable to move further.
“Xun?”
He blinked at its upright claw, looking puzzled.
Psychic Force, a mid-tier psychic skill, wasn’t as high-level as the ghost-type’s Shadow Control.
However, given the difference in energy levels between the two, Predictive Tower Turtle’s psychic energy easily overpowered Little Treasure’s shadow control.
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The audience grew uneasy.
Most of them were rooting for Qiao Sang.
After witnessing Little Treasure’s stellar performance and seeing it gain the upper hand, they were eager to witness an underdog victory. Now, their excitent was replaced by worry.
“What a pity. Its level is just too low…”
“Predictive Tower Turtle might break free from Shadow Control soon.”
“Unlikely. The Treasure-Seeking Demon’s shadow control is already in three-dinsional mode. It shouldn’t be that easy to escape.”
“That Predictive Tower Turtle has honed its Psychic Force well.”
“Shao Liben’s adaptability is impressive. He even had Predictive Tower Turtle use Psychic Force on itself.”
As the audience discussed, the match continued.
“Use Psychic Force to pull yourself closer!” Shao Liben devised a new strategy.
Under the psychic influence, Predictive Tower Turtle slowly moved closer to Little Treasure.
“Xun!”
Little Treasure puffed out his cheeks, channeling more energy in an attempt to regain control.
But no matter how hard he tried, Predictive Tower Turtle, although briefly slowed, continued to close the gap.
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Why move closer? To use gravity? Predictive Tower Turtle has other ranged skills…
Wait… Can it not use other skills while maintaining Psychic Force?
Qiao Sang’s thoughts raced before she issued a calm command:
“Bind it.”
“Xun!”
From the connected shadow, black tendrils erged, splitting and shooting toward Predictive Tower Turtle.
However, when the tendrils reached about a ter away, they were blocked by an invisible force.
Psychic Force again.
Qiao Sang smirked internally, her guess confird: Predictive Tower Turtle couldn’t use other skills while sustaining Psychic Force.
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The gap closed to four ters.
“Xun!”
Little Treasure strained himself, but Predictive Tower Turtle continued inching closer.
Shao Liben, hands clenched, thought, Just a bit closer... Within three ters, gravity will seal the win.
“Spatial Shift,.” Qiao Sang suddenly commanded.
Spatial Shift?
Shao Liben’s thoughts raced. Why not just teleport to dodge? What’s the point of using Spatial Shift?
“Xun!”
Excitent flashed across Little Treasur’s face.
As Predictive Tower Turtle reached the three-ter mark, Shao Liben yelled:
“Gravity!”
Simultaneously, the shadow connection vanished, and Little Treasure’s eyes glowed blue.
“Ji!”
Predictive Tower Turtle cried out and disappeared from the arena.
Shao Liben froze, disbelief plastered across his face.
From the back of the audience, soone scread, “What the hell?!”
Turning stiffly, Shao Liben saw Predictive Tower Turtle, now in the stands, blinking innocently at the surrounding humans.
“Ji?”
Predictive Tower Turtle looked at the humans around him and blinked with a confused and innocent expression.
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