Not fighting? How could that be!
Qiao Sang gathered her thoughts, intending to say something to spark some resentment.
At that moment, Sun Boyi spoke up, "Although Qiao Sang is still a freshman, her performance just now was enough to showcase her strength. I believe none of you have any objections to her joining our senior-year team, right?"
Aside from He Daitao, who looked completely dejected, the other senior team members all shook their heads.
That’s absolutely unacceptable!
"Ahem." Qiao Sang cleared her throat, trying to draw everyone's attention.
Before she could say anything, Sun Boyi continued, "Since everyone has no issues, tomorrow, once He Daitao's pet recovers, along with Xu Yixuan and Zhang Dezhou, the three of you will compete. The one who loses will become the substitute."
Having trained He Daitao and the others for over two years, Sun Boyi couldn't deny he had an attachment to them.
Naturally, he wanted these seniors to participate in their final National Campus Beast Mastering League.
But this is a national competition; it's not just about personal glory but also the school's reputation. Therefore, the strongest should take precedence.
He Daitao perked up at these words and responded loudly, "Understood!"
When he usually competed with Zhang Dezhou, their win ratio was about sixty-forty.
Sixty for him, forty for Zhang Dezhou, an auspicious number!
If he couldn't beat the monstrous junior, surely he could beat Zhang Dezhou!
Zhang Dezhou thought, "Heh." He didn’t need to look at He Daitao; just hearing the excitement in his voice, he knew what was running through his head.
"Ahem." Taking advantage of a pause, Qiao Sang cleared her throat twice more.
However, Sun Boyi continued, "There’s no need for extra words. In about a month, it will be the National Campus Beast Mastering League. Let's train hard, just like usual."
Realizing that it was Qiao Sang's first time here and she didn't know the regular training routine, Sun Boyi added, "Pair up, two-on-two for battles. Once you finish, switch opponents, rotating until everyone has competed against the other five. Then, form teams of three for an hour of group competition training. Once that’s done, you can go home."
"As for He Daitao, you should go to the infirmary today to have your pet treated."
After speaking, Sun Boyi looked at Qiao Sang with concern and asked, "Is your throat a bit uncomfortable?"
Qiao Sang paused for a couple of seconds before replying, "Feels just fine."
Knowing that the upcoming sessions would all be battles, Qiao Sang decided against stirring up any drama.
After all, they’d be training together from now on, so getting along would be best.
She wasn’t a battle maniac; it was just that her points were forcing her into it.
"Why do you all look so tired? Keep going!"
Qiao Sang looked at her seniors, whose faces seemed to scream, "I can't go on," after only a few rounds.
It had only been an hour of battles!
How could they be wiped out so quickly? As soon as Teacher Sun left, they lost all their steam?!
Yabao, meanwhile, looked at the pets sprawled on the ground, gasping for breath, and called out with boundless enthusiasm.
Stop lying down! Get up and keep battling!
Little Treasure looked worn out, wearing a Let’s just call it a day expression.
Yabao, always obliging, nodded.
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Little Treasure nodded emphatically, liking this idea!
Hearing their conversation, Qiao Sang turned to Little Treasure and said firmly, "No way. You've only fought three rounds; you need to battle at least two more. If you get injured, we have Lubao. If you’re drained, we have energy recovery potions."
Saying this, Qiao Sang glanced at Lubao, who was holding an energy potion with her paws, and smiled, "Isn’t that right, Lubao?"
Lubao gave a high-pitched call, maintaining her composed expression as if to agree.
Little Treasure gave Yabao a pitiful look, hoping for help. But Yabao simply nodded, looking completely supportive.
Our Beast Tamer’s arrangements are pretty on point.
Not far away, Zhang Dezhou sat on the ground, legs spread out in defeat, and muttered lifelessly, "Junior, how about we take a break? We’ve been at it non-stop, and it’s taking a toll."
The others nodded in quick agreement.
Qiao Sang paused, "Senior, aren’t you a member of the battle team?"
Zhang Dezhou blinked, "Yes."
Everyone had introduced themselves before training began, so Zhang Dezhou wasn’t sure why she’d suddenly asked this.
Did she not remember?
Or was she so captivated by his good looks that she wanted to ask again to make a lasting impression?
Or perhaps she wanted to challenge him, thinking he was too weak for someone on the battle team?
While Zhang Dezhou’s thoughts wandered, Qiao Sang continued, "Aren't you going to compete in the elimination rounds tomorrow? I remember Teacher Sun saying the loser would become the substitute. Aren’t you nervous?"
In other words: What’s this talk of resting? With an elimination coming up tomorrow, shouldn’t you be using this last bit of time to train?
Zhang Dezhou froze for a few seconds. His face shifted, and he pushed himself off the ground, shouting to his pet, "Floating Bell! No more resting! Let’s keep going!"
Qiao Sang nodded in approval. Now that’s the spirit!
The senior-year team’s training was much more intense than that of the junior-year team, and they trained for a longer duration. By the time they left the campus after training, it was already completely dark.
"Yabao, do you want to rest in the Beast Taming Codex?" Qiao Sang asked, noticing Yabao’s exhausted expression.
Earlier, she’d been so thrilled with the steady stream of points coming in that she almost forgot Yabao wouldn’t receive treatment from Lubao due to their current relationship.
Yabao shook his head weakly.
It’s just walking; he can manage.
Even shaking your head takes effort, and you still say that? Classic you.
Qiao Sang began to consider.
If Yabao and Lubao’s relationship didn’t improve soon, training efficiency would suffer.
At this rate, if Yabao came back from school training this exhausted every time, she’d feel bad asking him to practice skill releases at home.
After all, there was only about a month left until the National Campus Beast Mastering League.
"Stop following me! I don’t want to see you anymore!"
"What did I do wrong?"
At that moment, voices of a man and woman arguing drifted over from the side of the street, and Qiao Sang instinctively looked over.
"We agreed on 6:00 p.m., but it's already 7:33 by the time you showed up. Did you fall asleep again? All you do is sleep; you're as bad as your family's Sprinting Pig!"
"What’s your deal today?!"
"You’re yapping endlessly. You told me to come a bit later because you’d need time for makeup."
"I said a bit later, not an hour and a half!"
"It was just a short nap. Who knew I'd oversleep?"
"Either way, don’t follow me anymore. I’m sick of seeing you!"
The woman ignored him and turned to leave.
Just when Qiao Sang thought the drama was over, the man sighed, formed a seal with his hands, and summoned a pet with long, bunny-like ears and an almost entirely orange body.
"Chubby Drummer." He gestured toward the woman's retreating back.
"Drum drum." The pet with long ears understood, patting its belly and letting out a sound directed toward the woman like a sonic wave.
After the energy wave reached her, the man ran over and grabbed her hand, saying, "Please forgive me!"
She shot him a glare and said coquettishly, "No more next time!"