It’s not that the tacit understanding between the pets is not as good as that of Yabao and Lubao after two days of training. The main reason is that most of their pets are teamed up with two intermediate pets, and only a few are a combination of a high-level pet and a medium-level pet.

Under such circumstances, she still has enough confidence that Xiaoxunbao and Gangbao can win the game.

After all, with the ability of a small treasure hunter, he is perfectly suitable for team battles.

Even if the opponent has a pet that is higher in level than Little Steel Falcon, they can still rely on teamwork to make up for the difference in strength.

"Search~"

Little Xunbao stopped what he was doing, raised his head and called out with a relaxed expression, indicating that there was no problem.

Today it was hiding and watching from the side, and it seemed that it was not as powerful as big brother Yabao and Lubao.

"Steel."

Gangbao was stunned at first, then nodded seriously, indicating that it was okay.

It didn't expect that its own beastmaster would send it to the field. It watched the entire competition today and felt that everyone was stronger than it...

For a moment, Gangbao felt that he was shouldering a heavy mission.

It doesn't want to lose.

…

That night, Gangbao, who had just closed his eyes and was about to go to sleep, opened his eyes and got up again, and walked to Xiaoxunbao who was playing with his mobile phone.

"Steel."

Gangbao pushed Xiaoxunbao with his wings.

"Xunxun?"

Little Xunbao turned his head with a puzzled expression.

"Steel."

"Steel."

Gang Bao lowered his voice and called out twice, saying that the competition would be tomorrow, and whether he wanted to go out and find a place to train again while there was still time? "Xun Xun?!"

Little Xunbao widened his eyes in shock.

How could you have such a horrible idea?! Nighttime is for rest!

"Steel."

Gangbao looked serious, but the competition was tomorrow.

When Xiao Xunbao heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that this was what he was worried about.

"Search~"

It patted Gangbao's shoulder with its paw and called him like an elder brother, telling him not to worry and that with it around, he would not lose even without training.

"Steel."

Gangbao used his wings to knock the little treasure hunter's claws off his shoulder and to the side.

It is not at ease.

Little treasure hunter: "..."

…

At 7:30 in the morning, Qiao Sang, who had been sitting at the table doing homework all night, heard a thump.

She turned her head and saw Xiao Xunbao, who had gone out late at night, lying face down on the ground.

Qiao Sang was startled: "What's wrong with you?"

“Xunxun…”

Little Xunbao raised his head with difficulty, revealing a face that seemed to have aged several years overnight.

The next second, it fell face down again.

"Steel."

At this time, the little steel falcon flew in from the window, and with two big dark circles under its eyes, it cried out, indicating that it was nothing, it had just been trained for one night.

Qiao Sang: “…”

Is there such a big difference between Xiao Xunbao staying up all night playing with his phone and staying up all night training...

Qiao Sang sighed as he stood up, bent down, picked up little Xunbao, and looked at Lubao who had already woken up.

Before she could open her mouth, Lubao already knew what her beastmaster wanted to say. She looked at Xiao Xunbao, who seemed to be in a dying state, with amusement.

Then, the white gem on the forehead glowed blue.

After more than ten seconds, the dark circles under the eyes of Qiao Sang, Xiao Xunbao and Gangbao all disappeared.

“Xunxun!”

“Xunxun!”

Too miserable! The fourth one didn't even give it a rest! You are a high-level pet, and it is a low-level pet. If you really disagree, what can it do to you... Qiao Sang touched Xiao Xunbao's head and comforted him:

"Thanks a lot."

"Search~"

Little Xunbao's eyes were filled with tears, it was because of the hard work.

Qiao Sang looked at Gang Bao beside him with a gentle look: "Didn't I tell you during the last checkup that you are less than one year old and need to make sure you get enough sleep? I dare to let you go up to compete because I believe in your tacit understanding and strength."

"Of course, I'm glad you take this competition so seriously, but next time you should make sure you get enough sleep. After all, you're not even one year old yet."

Last night, when Xiao Xunbao and Gangbao went out, they greeted her and said they were going out for training. She was the one who pointed out the place, which was on the 15th floor of the hotel, a training ground specially for guests.

I thought I would be back after an hour or so of training, but I didn't expect to train until the morning.

"Steel."

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Gangbao recalled what the trainer said last time and nodded.

It almost forgot about it.

…

Saher School.

Pet animal competition venue.

The audience was noisy and everyone kept changing seats, wanting to have further conversations with friends they had just met. Compared to yesterday, everyone was much more familiar with each other.

Gota and Peleg also stood up and moved to other seats.

Although the positions are chaotic, everyone is wearing their own school uniforms, so you can still recognize which school they are from at a glance.

A boy wearing a Saher school uniform and a black newsboy cap sat in front of Qiao Sang.

Alva glanced at him for a few times, then seemed to recognize who he was. She leaned forward, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Thompson, this is the first time I see you wearing a hat."

Cirillo Thompson? Qiao Sang glanced at him silently.

Thompson turned his head and met Joe Sang's gaze. His originally calm expression suddenly froze and he immediately stood up and walked to another seat.

"What's wrong with him?" Alva looked puzzled.

Hughes on the side glanced at Qiao Sang with a complicated expression.

He always felt that what was wrong with Thompson was related to Joe Sang.

…

On the other side, Thompson returned to his original position.

"Why are you back? Didn't we agree to change seats? My friend will be here soon." asked a red-haired boy with some freckles on his face.

"I don't want to change." Thompson said coldly.

The red-haired boy frowned, said nothing, and turned to talk to the person on the other side about changing seats.

"Why are you back?" Radko on the right asked, "Did something happen?"

Thompson was silent for two seconds, and whispered, "Qiao Sang is behind that position."

Hearing this, Radko subconsciously looked at the newsboy cap on Thompson's head.

He looked away and asked no more questions.

The more Thompson thought about it yesterday, the more he felt something was wrong. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation after having contracted the Poison Eagle for so long. It reminded him of the ghost pet whose eyes turned purple.

Although he had not had much contact with ghost-type pets, he still had the necessary knowledge. After a little thought, he realized that he was probably hit by a curse skill that brought bad luck.

No wonder Qiao Sang did nothing but left after saying a few words.

The more Thompson thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. Now he just wanted to stay away from Joe Sang.

As his good friend, Radko naturally understood what had happened and was also aware of Thompson's thoughts.

He took a deep look back at where Qiao Sang was.

I don't know if the ghost pet with curse skills will appear next...

…

at the same time.

Alva, who had been watching Thompson go to sit down at another seat, saw the person next to him turn around and look at her, and immediately introduced Qiao Sang:

"Did you see that guy? He's next to Thompson. His name is Radko, and he's also a participant in our school's friendly match."

Qiao Sang followed her line of sight and asked casually, "What pet does he have?"

(End of this chapter)