On the field.
Stay calm, the opponent should know that I am a C-rank Beast Tamer and won't send out a King-level Pet Beast so quickly. As long as it's not a King-level Pet Beast, there's a chance, winning one match is still a match won... Xiang Wenyi looked at the distant opponent, her inner tension soaring, while maintaining a calm exterior.
Qiao Sang looked at the opponent in the distance, wondering if they had found out about her competition on Chao Su Star...
When the list came out, everyone was in the competitor's area, and she naturally overheard the conversation.
There was no way around it; with such a close distance, someone discussing her triggered a subconscious urge to listen.
As thoughts flickered, the light and shadow of "10" appeared at the center of the field.
A mechanical voice sounded at this moment:
"9, 8, 7... 3, 2, 1."
The two of them made seal gestures with their hands.
