Qiao Sang stood rooted to the spot, utterly bewildered.
While everyone else had their attention drawn by the sudden snow, she glanced at it once before her focus returned to Lubao.
Then she was dumbfounded.
Snowing?
Had Lubao just made it snow?!
At this moment, Qiao Sang began to seriously doubt the content of her textbooks.
Could it be possible that high-level skills are actually easy to learn?
On reflection, among her three pet beasts, the one that spent the longest and most arduous time learning a high-level skill seemed to be Yaobao learning Mars Rain, but even that took only about a month. Are high-level skills truly difficult to master, or is that just what the authors of the textbooks think... Qiao Sang’s mind was brimming with thoughts, flashing through various ideas.
As Qiao Sang was lost in thought, Lubao lifted its head to admire the snowfall it had created, eyes gleaming with excitement. But then it seemed to remember something, quickly reined in its expression, opened its mouth, and a dark cloud instantly loomed overhead.
Thunder rumbled, and cold rain poured down from the sky in an instant.
As the raindrops fell, they once again drew back the attention of the audience who were engaged in discussion, quickly forgetting the snowy owl that had just passed by.
Raining?!
Most people were stunned.
Wang Weidou’s eyes suddenly lit up.
"Is it, is it really raining?" someone mumbled from the stands.
Barely any time had passed, and no one had forgotten the command Qiao Sang had just given.
So, does Binglu Qia really have the ability to summon rain?!
"Not only is it an endangered pet beast, but its talent is so freaking awesome too, why isn’t it mine..." The man beside felt so envious it was as if his soul was splitting from his body.
The woman to the right glanced at him and asked, "You haven’t seen Qiao Sang’s previous matches, have you?"
The man paused, then nodded.
He was from the town, and although his daughter attended Beast Taming High School in the city, she wasn’t a member of the school team.
If it weren’t for the fact that this year’s national campus Beast Taming competition group stage was allocated to his daughter’s school, he wouldn’t have paid attention to this event.
It wasn’t that the competition wasn’t significant, but it seemed too far removed from his and his daughter’s circle to warrant his interest.
The woman on the right said, "A pet beast’s talent is indeed important, but it also depends on who the beast tamer is. A good beast tamer can fully tap into a pet beast’s potential. Not only is Binglu Qia formidable, but Qiao Sang’s other pet beast, the Treasure-seeking Demon, has also learnt the high-level skill Shadow Control."
Shadow Control? The man was taken aback.
The person to the right continued, "That’s why, even if Binglu Qia was your pet beast, you might not necessarily be able to teach it to summon rain."
At that... the man found himself at a loss for words, he furrowed his brow and asked,
"And you are?"
The woman in the white coat curved the corners of her lips upward, smiling slightly, "I am her mother."
The man: "???"
On the field, completely unaware that her mother had arrived on the scene, Qiao Sang saw the rain falling, regained her composure, and maintained her calm as she commanded, "Water Jet Thrust."
"Lubao!"
Lubao focused on the darting figure in the sky, and the next second, a blue stream enveloped its entire body.
Boom!
In an instant, Lubao turned into a blue jet, shooting straight from the ground towards the sky.
"Perceptive!"
The Perceptive Bird looked down only to see a blue water column rushing towards it, flapping its wings frantically to dodge to the side in fright.
Because of the shock, it moved too hastily, causing it to lose a feather in the process.
There’s a big difference in just one word!
...
On the field, Wu Chang took a deep breath. If he wasn’t mistaken, Binglu Qia had cast Snowfall right before Rainfall...
A mid-level Pet Beast, terrifying indeed...
Wu Chang looked at Qiao Sang intently.
Others might not know yet, but he was very aware that the girl before him already had the strength to enter the finals of the National School Beast Taming League.
Once the knockout stage is over, with their difference, he feared he wouldn’t encounter her again...
Wu Chang was silent for a moment before asking, "Can we exchange contact information?"
"Sure." Qiao Sang readily agreed.
...
Over an hour later, the week-long group stage matches had all come to an end.
Above the spectator stands, the virtual screen announced the end of the match and promptly published the list of those advancing to the next round.
At the top of the first row, Qiao Sang saw her own name.
"You all performed well, all three of you advanced," Sun Boyi said with a smile. "But the knockout round in three days is key, especially for He Daotao. Don’t slack off when you go back."
He Daotao muttered quietly to the side, "Why don’t you say Qiao..."
At that, he paused, remembering the evolution of Qiao Sang’s Flame Listening Dog, then corrected himself, "Xu Yixuan."
Xu Yixuan: "..."
Suddenly, a voice called out from behind, "Qiao Sang, come here, meet someone."
Qiao Sang turned around and saw the principal, radiating an aura of wealth, and a middle-aged man.
"Hello, I’m the vice-principal of Xiongding High School." The middle-aged man said warmly.
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