"The principal said we can join the school team." A senior high school student murmured.

"I heard it too..." the classmate next to him said in a trance.

A slightly more rational female classmate beside him added: "Be more precise, the principal is talking about after defeating Qiao Sang."

"What's the difference between that and directly giving a place!" The student who spoke at the beginning said excitedly with a flushed face.

I thought they were just there to watch the fun, but I didn't expect the principal to drop such a bombshell at the opening ceremony! Senior year is the most difficult period of a student's life! Not only do you have to be good at every subject, you also have to understand things that are not written in the textbooks.

They know the common sense of taming animals, the current political affairs, and the trivial matters. They sleep later than dogs and get up earlier than chickens. This is what high school students are like.

Everyone has been in high school for two years and has an idea of ​​how many points they can get in the exam.

It would be a lie to say that there is no psychological pressure when being surrounded by top students. They had wanted to work hard and make a final sprint in the last year, but they didn't expect that God would give them the opportunity to join the school team again!

As long as you make it to the school team and get a place in the competition, I can't say you'll get into a top university, but at least you'll be guaranteed a bachelor's degree.

Unlike junior high school, the difficulty of knowledge learned in high school increases exponentially. Many students who are admitted to key high schools eventually go to junior colleges.

Although the sophomores were also very excited, the seniors could definitely be described as crazy when faced with this opportunity.

"First come, first served. Wait, don't grab it from me! I have the worst academic performance."

"Once you join the school team, you will go out and compete with other schools. You only have a mid-level pet, so don't embarrass our school."

"If that's the case, I remember you only have one two-tailed tortoise. You're not planning on going up, are you?"

"No, I want to go!"

"Oh."

"Stop arguing, someone has already gone up."

"What the hell! Which bastard is so fast!"

"It's Feng Zongxin from Class 3, the one whose family is very rich. That guy ranked seventh from the bottom in the last monthly exam of last semester. It's hard for him to get into a top three university. He has to run faster."

"That kid is really lucky."

On the field, a boy with a height of about 1.76 meters and a neat crew cut summoned a pet with a little excitement. The pet had a blue round bell on its head and two yellow tails hanging down.

Piaopiao Ling, the evolved form of Bubble Ling, is an intermediate pet. Its tail always floats in the direction of the wind... Information about Piaopiao Ling immediately emerged in Qiao Sang's mind.

"Senior 3 (3) Class, Feng Zongxin." The boy said seriously, "I'm sorry, I must get this spot!"

Qiao Sang nodded: "Come on."

Feng Zongxin: “…”

As the whistle sounded, the little treasure hunter disappeared on the spot.

"Piaopiao Ling, move instantly!" Feng Zongxin issued the order in time.

"Floating~"

Piaopiaoling's tail floated in the direction of the wind and instantly appeared in another location.

The whole place was silent, and the little treasure-hunting ghost did not appear.

Feng Zongxin looked around vigilantly. Three seconds later, he gave another order: "Move instantly."

To deal with ghost pets whose traces cannot be seen and to avoid the shadow being controlled, using teleportation to change position at any time is indeed a good choice.

After all, ghost pets are just invisible, and their speed will not change.

Unfortunately, her little treasure-hunting ghost is not just a ghost type... Looking at Piaopiao Ling who had just teleported to the field, Qiao Sang said, "Now."

Hearing Qiao Sang's order, Feng Zongxin was stunned for a moment, then his pupils suddenly narrowed and he shouted loudly: "Don't look into its eyes!"

However, it was too late. The little treasure-hunting ghost suddenly appeared the moment Piaopiao Ling appeared, and his position was right facing Piaopiao Ling.

It was as if it had been hidden there all along, and Piaopiao Ling just happened to be unlucky enough to teleport to the exact opposite side of it.

"Search~"

The little treasure hunter's eyes, glowing purple, met Piaopiao Ling's eyes.

“Piao Piao…”

Piaopiaoling closed her eyes and fell to the ground.

"Piaopiao Ling! Wake up!" Feng Zongxin shouted anxiously.

In most official competitions, there is a countdown when a pet falls down.

When one party falls, the referee must get close to the pet being counted down and observe whether it is completely fainted or in a short-term abnormal state.

As long as you get up within the specified time, the battle can continue.

10 seconds is basically the countdown time used in most competitions.

Logically speaking, even if a mid-level pet was hypnotized by a low-level pet, it would wake up quickly due to its much higher mental strength. Therefore, the female teacher who served as the referee did not immediately announce that Piaopiao Ling had lost its combat ability, but walked to its side and counted down.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5..."

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"Piao Piao Ling! Wake up!"

"6, 7, 8, 9..."

“Piao Piao Ling!!”

"10." The female teacher looked at Piaopiao Ling who was still asleep with uncertainty and announced: "Piaopiao Ling has lost the ability to fight. The winner is Qiao Sang!"

Feng Zongxin sat down on the ground with a dejected expression.

Everyone looked at each other, confused.

"What happened to the fight just now? Is it over now?"

"Don't you think this guy is just trying to get killed on purpose? The field is so big, how could a pet teleport right in front of the opponent?"

"indeed."

"Also, the mental power of psychic pets is much stronger than that of pets of other attributes. How can they not get rid of the hypnosis cast by pets of lower levels than themselves? Isn't this far from the original?"

"Could it be that this treasure-hunting ghost is too skilled in hypnosis?"

"How skilled must she be to allow the psychic-type Piaopiao Ling to sleep for so long... Look, someone else has gone up!"

"Shit! Someone got there first again!"

…

"Senior Grade 3 (10) Class, Xia Chengqing." The speaker was a girl with shoulder-length hair and fair complexion.

Just as she summoned a short-eared mouse and prepared to fight, Qiao Sang raised her hand to signal to stop: "Wait a moment."

"Why did you call a halt?"

"You won't stop competing, will you?"

"Ahhh! My spot on the school team!"

"She didn't need to compete with us in the first place. Now that she has won against a senior, she probably feels proud and doesn't want to compete anymore."

“No!”

While everyone was talking, Qiao Sang looked at the female referee standing beside him.

The female teacher was stunned for a moment, then showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, and then handed the microphone forward.

Qiao Sang was silent for two seconds, then said, "I want to apply to replenish the treasure-hunting ghost's energy first."

"Search~"

The little treasure hunter felt it and nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)