"tooth!"

The barking of the fire-fanged dog pulled Qiao Sang out of his thoughts.

When I looked down, I found that the whole bottle of Qiyuan milk had been drunk.

The Fire Fang Dog looked at his beastmaster with eagerness, wanting another bottle.

Qiao Sang handed over the water that had been prepared long ago.

Now that all my assets are reduced to three digits, I have to mix water and milk together, otherwise my assets may be wiped out before the start of the 100 new games.

The Fire Fang Dog had no objection to this.

It drank the water in big gulps, took two bites of the super spicy grilled wings, then turned around and went back to training.

Qiao Sang looked confused.

Firefang looks like he really wants to learn Martian Rain.

Qiao Sang stared at the fire-fanged dog that was spewing fire for a while, then took out his cell phone and searched for training institutions in Hangzhou and Hong Kong for learning about Martian rain.

Soon, several institutions providing skills training appeared on the mobile web page.

One of them was just three blocks away from where she was now.

Qiao Sang clicked in.

【One-to-one nanny-style tutoring】

[One of the most well-known fire pet skills training institutions in China]

[There are nearly 500 trainers, including 1 A-level beastmaster, 12 B-level beastmasters, and 122 C-level beastmasters]

[More than 20,000 successful trainings each year]

The introduction inside seems to be full of exaggerations. If it is really one of the most well-known training institutions in the country, it should at least add another zero after the 20,000 successful times every year.

However, if this organization really has an A-level beastmaster as a trainer as described above, then the strength of this organization cannot be underestimated.

Qiao Sang clicked in and consulted the human resources about the price of training to produce Martian rain.

Soon the other party sent a price.

Qiao Sang felt dizzy for a moment.

So many zeros...

one, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand, hundred...

Qiao Sang couldn't bear to read on, so he quickly closed the page and put away his phone.

Let Fire Fang Dog continue to practice like this, and forget about finding someone to train him...

…

…

June 30th.

Qiao Sang took bus No. 63 to the pet arena in Shouke Park early in the morning.

The entrance to the arena was already filled with people, most of whom looked about the same age as Qiao Sang.

There were also a few people who looked like reporters holding microphones and randomly interviewing people.

Qiao Sang took a long detour and came to Gate 2 to queue up with his fire-toothed dog, for fear of being interviewed by some sharp-eyed reporter.

After all, Firefang is now wearing sunglasses, which makes him very conspicuous among the novice beastmasters of the same age.

The Fire Fang Dog wore sunglasses this time not because it wanted to, but because Qiao Sang helped it put them on.

There was no progress in the Mars Rain training in the past few days. The Fire Fang Dog seemed to have lost some confidence and spoke less, so Qiao Sang decided to put sunglasses on it.

Although the Fire Fang Dog still spoke little after putting on sunglasses, his spirits had at least improved.

After waiting in line for more than 20 minutes, confirming his name and receiving his entry card, Qiao Sang arrived at row 11 in zone D of the arena.

"Joe-san!"

The person in row 11, seat 5, waved his arms and shouted.

Qiao Sang came to sit next to Fang Sisi and asked, "Besides you, how many other people are here in our class?"

Last night, Fang Sisi chatted with Qiao Sang on the phone, and found out that they had both signed up for the Bai Xin Competition on June 30, so they met this time.

"Not many, maybe 4 or 5. The time of this Hundred New Tournament coincides with several StarCraft Cup events, and no one wants to miss the live broadcast of the StarCraft Cup." After Fang Sisi answered, she stared at the Fire Fang Dog with shining eyes.

It was the first time she saw a fire-toothed dog wearing sunglasses.

This is so cool!

Fang Sisi was thinking about Huoya Goushuai in her heart and said this out loud.

But now it just puffed out its chest without making any sound.

The Fire-Tooth Dog also wanted to make a sound and show off.

But there is no way, I have eaten too many super spicy grilled wings these days.

Sore throat...

"Your cotton bugs are well cultivated. They look much bigger than last time." Qiao Sang praised.

She actually wanted to say fat...

In just five days, the cotton bug became much rounder than last time.

However, insect pets such as cotton moths have a short evolution cycle, and only if they eat well and sleep well can they develop much faster than other pets.

These changes are visible to the naked eye.

6◇9◇Book◇Bar

"Cotton~"

Hearing others praising it, the cotton insect shyly turned its back to Qiao Sang.

"Is it bigger? I didn't feel that way at all." Fang Sisi reached out and picked up the cotton insect and weighed it. "It seems to be much heavier."

Cotton beetle: “…”

They all expressed the same idea, but it felt uncomfortable listening to its own beastmaster...

After chatting for about twenty minutes, the seats around were gradually filled with people.

With the loud bang of fireworks, the Baixin competition officially opened.

"What's your number?" Fang Sisi asked.

"No. 123, what about you?" Qiao Sang asked back.

"No. 11." Fang Sisi replied.

Qiao Sang: “…”

"Shouldn't you go to the waiting room and wait in line? I think it will be your turn soon." Qiao Sang couldn't help but remind him.

The qualifying matches for the Baixin Tournament are not decided randomly, but are directly compared according to numbers 1 and 2, and 3 and 4.

"No way, there are still five groups ahead. I'll go backstage when the fifth group starts. I want to watch more of the competition." Fang Sisi said.

Although Qiao Sang felt that it was inappropriate, he didn't say much.

What Fang Sisi said made sense. It would probably take quite a while for the host to finish introducing the competition and then for a few groups to compete.

16 minutes later.

"Fuck! How come it's so fast! Qiao Sang, I won't talk to you anymore. I have to go quickly!" Fang Sisi picked up the cotton bug and left her seat.

Waited until I reached the aisle and ran towards the backstage.

The host's introduction alone took up about 10 minutes of the 16-minute presentation.

The rest of the time was almost one game per minute.

The F-level beastmasters on the field only have primary pets and limited means. Basically, the game will end in about three rounds as long as the opponent attacks first.

Qiao Sang originally thought that it would be his turn in the afternoon or tomorrow.

Now it seems that it will be her turn in the morning 100%...

"Contestant No. 11 Fang Sisi."

"Contestant No. 11 Fang Sisi."

The host of the pet arena called Fang Sisi's name twice, but Fang Sisi never showed up.

"Let us congratulate..." The host wanted to directly declare contestant No. 12 the winner, but at this time a voice suddenly came from the headset.

"Let us congratulate contestant No. 11 Fang Sisi for her magnificent debut!"

Since the beginning of the Bai Xin competition, the host has been saying the contestants' numbers and names in a very serious manner. This is the first time that the word "gorgeous" was added when a contestant appeared on stage.

For a moment, everyone in the audience couldn't help but feel a little excited.

3 seconds later.

Fang Sisi appeared on the field, panting.

There was also a fat cotton beetle moving laboriously beside it...

(End of this chapter)