Soon, the valley covered with green grass and flowers was filled with every stage of the Moda flying dragon population.
Dragon-type pets that are rarely seen outside can be seen everywhere here.
They were either in mid-air, on the ground, or perched on trees, all with their eyes focused on the largest and most majestic Moda flying dragon high in the sky.
Seeing everyone gathered, the Dragon King nodded to a smaller Moda flying dragon on the ground.
The Moda flying dragon received the signal and operated the device in front of it.
A giant virtual screen suddenly appeared in the air.
"After five consecutive days of fierce competition, we have decided the top eight! Today, we will have a competition to advance from the top eight to the semi-finals!" the host on the screen said loudly with the microphone in hand.
"Grind?"
"Grind?"
The little Modrons, Modli Dragons, Modao Dragons, Modu Dragons, Modda Dragons, and Modafly Dragons looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes.
The tribe has the habit of occasionally gathering to watch competitions, but these are usually for their own companions to participate in, or for competitions related to dragon pets, which is obviously not the case with this competition.
"Grind?"
A brave Moda dragon shouted to the Dragon King, asking what kind of competition this was.
The Dragon King glanced at the younger generation below and shouted with dignity, indicating that this was a competition called the Contract Understanding Competition, in which teams of humans and pets who did not yet have a contract would participate.
"Grind."
Then it barked again.
This competition is not important. What is important is that one of the contestants is a student of the beastmaster who has a contract with me.
"Grind?!"
"Grind?!"
The entire tribe of Xiaomolong showed shocked and stunned expressions.
The younger ones don’t know that their clan leader has a beast tamer, while the older ones know that the clan leader’s beast tamer is an S-level big shot.
However, they remembered that this S-level big shot was not on Yantian Star, so how could her students be here?
"Grind."
The Dragon King looked around at the expressions of his juniors and called out in a steady tone.
Some of the younger ones may not know that my beastmaster is a teacher at the Imperial Beastmaster Academy. The students she teaches will participate in the StarCraft Cup in the future. Her participation in this competition means that she will contract a pet next. You can watch her competition. If there is one you like that you want to contract with, I will bring it to her to take a look. Maybe you will have the opportunity to appear in the StarCraft Cup in the future.
“Grind!”
“Grind!”
“Grind!”
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire Xiaomolong tribe was instantly in an uproar.
The Interstellar Cup, that is the dream of all pets on Yantian Star!
Especially the small grinding dragon and the grinding dragon.
They all knew clearly that professional beastmasters generally liked to contract pets of low ranks.
The higher level Moda Dragon and Moda Flying Dragon have more scrutinizing looks.
They could only confirm whether the humans the leader mentioned were capable or not by seeing them with their own eyes.
Although their thoughts were different, the same thing was that the entire Xiaomolong tribe looked at the giant screen with burning eyes, waiting for the appearance of the beastmaster mentioned by the leader.
…
The other side.
Muslim League Stadium.
The contestants’ teams are still selected by drawing lots by the guests.
"Iron."
Tie Daoyi pulled out a wooden stick and showed it to the camera.
"Tie Daoyi drew the combination of Qiao Sang and Xiao Tinglong! I wonder who their opponents will be!" said the host holding the microphone.
"Qiao Sang and Xiao Tinglong have come this far with great difficulty. I hope they can be given opponents of the same level this time." Fu Jian said with a smile.
She drew a stick, looked at it herself, and then said with embarrassment:
"I'm so sorry, it looks like contestant Qiao Sang and Little Tinglong are going to challenge again."
As she spoke, she showed the wooden stick in her hand:
【Lila Adela, Wind Proud Bird】
Feng Ao Bird, a mid-level flying pet, has a proud personality and is extremely fast... The information about Feng Ao Bird emerged in Qiao Sang's mind.
Seeing this result, there was an uproar in the audience.
"Why do I feel that Qiao Sang and Little Thunder Dragon are so unlucky to have encountered so many opponents that are intermediate pets."
"Who says it's not true? There are only a few mid-level pets among all the contestants in this competition. It seems she has encountered all of them."
"This is a shady deal. Could it be that Qiao Sang has offended the organizer?"
"In fact, the probability is not particularly low. After all, there are only a few contestants now, and the organizers are not stupid. The combination of Qiao Sang and Xiao Tinglong is obviously the most popular at the moment. It is impossible for them to manipulate her behind the scenes to eliminate her early."
"Then Qiao Sang and Xiao Tinglong are really unlucky..."
Area A, row three.
Michaela's phone vibrated repeatedly.
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She took it out and saw that they were all voice messages from "Debt Collector Dragon".
Mikaela was silent for a moment, choosing to ignore it, putting the phone back in his pocket and looking at the field.
The competition proceeded in an orderly manner.
There are only four groups of players left in the competition, and Qiao Sang is in the second group.
In less than ten minutes, it was her turn.
Qiao Sang brought the little Thunder Dragon to the field and stood still, looking at the pet in the distance, which was about 90 cm in size, dark blue in color, with white stripes on its head and tail tip, and subconsciously analyzed it.
The Feng Ao Bird was best at speed, which happened to be Little Ting Long's weakest point at the moment. If the opponent used its advantage to fight, Little Ting Long's chances of winning would be very low...
As the thought flashed through his mind, the number "3" appeared on the field.
The countdown was accompanied by a mechanical sound.
…
At the same time.
In the valley.
The Dragon King put down his phone with an unhappy look on his face, and when he looked up, he saw the scene of Qiao Sang and Xiao Tinglong appearing on the virtual screen.
Although Michaela did not give Qiao Sang's information clearly after asking for a long time yesterday, the Dragon King recognized at a glance that the little Thunder Dragon was not Yan Tianxing's pet.
“Grind!”
The Dragon King's eyes lit up and he shouted.
She's on stage!
“Grind!”
The entire tribe of small grinding dragons were excited at first, and then looked at the small thunder dragon with a vigilant expression.
The other party brought a dragon-type pet like theirs to participate in this competition, which made them feel a little pressured.
They haven't watched this competition much, but they know that only beastmasters and pets with contract intentions will sign up to participate.
“Grind!”
King Dragon noticed the atmosphere among the younger generation, revealed a majestic expression, and shouted.
Who are you showing this expression to? Are you worse than this little kid? Don't forget, her teacher is my beastmaster!
“Grind!”
“Grind!”
The entire Xiaomolong tribe was instantly inspired and continued to look at the virtual screen.
…
Muslim League Stadium.
"3, 2, 1, the game begins."
The light and shadow disappeared.
The little Thunder Dragon immediately had arcs of electricity appearing on his body, which gathered into one arc and slashed towards the Feng Ao Bird in the sky. (End of this chapter)