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In the previous second, Song Xinyue had just managed to adjust her mindset. In the next, it completely collapsed.
Her face was filled with shock. Not even the sight of over a hundred Blazing Star Canine clones earlier had caused such an intense emotional fluctuation.
A high-tier pet beast, the highest level of beast seen in the National Campus Beast Mastering League. Every contestant who owned one was a seed competitor from their respective regions.
Yet, the opponent standing before her didn’t just have one high-tier pet beast.
She had three.
Just monts ago, that Ghost Ring Phantom was still just a Treasure-Seeking Demon.
Since when was evolving into a high-tier pet beast this easy?!
Song Xinyue stood there in a daze.
What made it even harder to accept was that the girl in front of her was only 15 years old. 15!
What kind of concept was that? For a mont, Song Xinyue’s mind was in turmoil.
Before she could snap out of her chaotic thoughts, the referee had already blown the whistle, signaling the start of the match.
"Psychic Strike." Qiao Sang swiftly gave the command.
"Xun!"
Upon hearing his tar’s order, Little Treasure’s eyes lit up with excitent.
It was his first ti using this move!
In an instant, blue psychic waves gathered at the center of his forehead.
The next mont, he launched himself toward Ironhorn Rhino at a terrifying speed.
From the audience’s perspective, all they could see was a streak of blinding blue light.
The crowd erupted into discussion.
"Psychic Strike?! That ghost-type pet beast actually knows Psychic Strike!"
"Holy crap! It just evolved and already gained a high-tier psychic skill? That talent is insane!"
Not every mid-tier pet beast awakened high-tier skills upon evolution.
Whether a beast could imdiately gain high-tier skills upon evolving depended largely on its innate talent.
The Ghost Ring Phantom on the battlefield had been a mid-tier pet beast just a few days ago, there was no way it could have learned such an advanced move in that short ti. That ant Psychic Strike was an innate ability awakened upon evolution.
"Of course, its talent is insane! Even when it was a Treasure-Seeking Demon, it already had the three-dinsional Shadow Control skill." A student from Yuhua District comnted.
At that mont, the boy beside him hesitated before speaking.
"Now that you ntion it, doesn’t Qiao Sang’s Ghost Ring Phantom seem... different from ordinary ones?"
Although Ghost Ring Phantoms weren’t common in Yuhua District, high school was the peak of one’s intellectual years.
Any student who spent their days cramming pet beast knowledge and grinding through countless practice tests would at least have a decent understanding of the pet beasts from their own region.
Once the words were spoken, other Yuhua students nearby fell into deep thought and began to chi in.
"Actually, I was about to say the sa thing. I don’t know if it’s because of the distance, but this Ghost Ring Phantom looks noticeably smaller than usual."
"Qiao Sang’s Ghost Ring Phantom was already smaller than normal when it was still a Treasure-Seeking Demon. It’s not surprising that it remained small after evolving. But don’t you guys think its color looks a little different too?"
"Yes! According to the books, a Ghost Ring Phantom’s hair, eyes, and ring are supposed to be mustard yellow. But this one’s golden!"
"Did Qiao Sang dye it?"
"That’s unlikely. The ring on a Ghost Ring Phantom carries ghostly energy, it can’t be dyed."
"I have a bold guess… Could this Ghost Ring Phantom be a partial color mutation?"
"Holy crap! That actually makes sense! No wonder it’s so small! I always thought it was just malnourished!"
"Think about it logically. There’s no way it’s malnourished! Qiao Sang clearly cos from a wealthy family, and this Ghost Ring Phantom has crazy talent. How could it be lacking nutrition?!"
"Quick, take a photo! Let’s ask in the group if it’s really a color mutation!"
While the crowd was engrossed in discussion, Little Treasure had already reached Ironhorn Rhino.
Song Xinyue was still struggling to stabilize her emotions.
Though her beast tar hadn’t issued a command, Ironhorn Rhino’s extensive battle experience kept it from lowering its guard just because its opponent was small.
"Iron!"
With a powerful stomp of its right front limb, a brownish-yellow energy barrier imdiately ford in front of it.
Boom!
The blue light collided with the barrier, causing cracks to spread across it instantly.
In the next second, Little Treasure, his forehead still glowing with blue psychic energy, slamd into Ironhorn Rhino’s head.
The massive beast staggered backward several ters, leaving deep grooves in the ground.
"Iron..."
Ironhead Rhino steadied itself, shaking its head.
The power of Psychic Strike was decent, not as weak as expected.
Even at entry-level, it was strong enough to break through Ironhorn Rhino’s defenses. Of course, the level difference between the two played a role in that.
After a quick analysis, Qiao Sang issued another command. "Misfortune Curse."
Little Treasure had only evolved last night, leaving no ti to test his new abilities. Today was the perfect chance to try them all out…
At the sa ti, Song Xinyue had barely managed to regain her composure.
"tallic Roar!" She issued her command almost simultaneously with Qiao Sang.
tallic Roar, a mid-tier steel-type skill that produced a sharp, grating sound similar to tal scraping together, significantly reducing the opponent’s defense.
Qiao Sang imdiately recalled the skill’s description.
Sound-based attacks were nearly impossible to evade as long as one’s hearing was intact.
With Little Treasure’s naturally low defense, if he got hit by this, even a mid-tier pet beast might be able to damage him.
However, Ironhorn Rhino was a ground-type. Hitting Little Treasure would be difficult.
Not to ntion, in battles like this, a single-second difference in execution speed could determine the outco.
This ti, Little Treasure acted first… Qiao Sang remained calm.
Just as she predicted, Ironhorn Rhino had only just opened its mouth when Little Treasure’s eyes flashed purple, glancing down at it.
Ironhorn Rhino gathered energy and prepared to unleash tallic Roar but nothing happened.
"Iron-"
A piercing screech erupted from Ironhorn Rhino’s throat, sending an invisible soundwave outward.
Yet the very next second, the sound abruptly cut off, and it began coughing violently.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"
Ironhead Rhino hacked uncontrollably, looking utterly miserable.
Song Xinyue was dumbfounded.
Did… Did it just choke on its own spit?
"Xun~"
Little Treasure giggled, covering his mouth.
He hadn’t forgotten its tar’s wise words: Strike while the iron is hot!
"Xun!"
His eyes glowed blue.
Having learned from the previous round, Song Xinyue kept a close watch on the airborne opponent.
The mont she saw its eyes flash, her face changed.
"Sand Veil!"
Sand Veil, a mid-tier ground skill that kicked up dust, obstructing vision-based abilities like telekinesis.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"
Unfortunately, Ironhorn Rhino was still coughing violently, unable to act in ti.
An unseen force locked onto it, forcing its gaze toward its opponent.
At that instant, Little Treasure’s eyes shifted to a deep violet.
"Cough..."
A high-tier pet beast’s Ultimate-Grade Hypnosis was far beyond Ironhorn Rhino’s ability to resist.
With just a single cough, it closed its eyes and collapsed.
"Iron..."
Its face looked utterly peaceful.
Not coughing anymore felt so comfortable…
"Qu!"
The chanical referee beast floated over, checked Ironhorn Rhino, and blew the whistle.
Qiao Sang: ???
It was over? Just like that? But Little Treasure hadn’t even tried his Scare yet!
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