"Fire Fang!" Seeing this, Wang Anqiang's face lit up with joy, and he immediately gave the command.
The Blazing Fire Dog wore a fierce expression. The power of its two fangs, wrapped in flames, suddenly surged as a frenzied aura wildly spread from them.
It lunged mercilessly toward Ya Bao, with a hint of furious embarrassment in its attack.
"That Fire Fang is nearly at Major Completion, isn't it?" someone in the spectator seats said enviously.
For ordinary Beast Tamers like them, without connections or resources, training one of their pet beast's skills to Major Completion depended, on one hand, on long periods of training and breakthroughs at critical moments.
On the other hand, it depended on the pet beast's own talent.
Without resources, and with mediocre aptitude to boot, one could basically conclude that they would never have a skill reach Major Completion proficiency in their lifetime.
They were all in the same environment, and Wang Anqiang was not that old, yet the Blazing Fire Dog's inherited skill was about to reach Major Completion. It was truly enviable.
"Why hasn't the Flame Listening Dog moved yet?" Lin Yuanqi worried inwardly.
Of everyone present, he was probably the one who wanted Qiao Sang to win the most.
"Fire Fang."
Just as the Blazing Fire Dog was about to pounce in front of Ya Bao, Qiao Sang calmly gave the command.
"That command came too late," the woman with glasses said, shaking her head.
"It should have dodged," said the slightly overweight man beside her with a frown.
"It should have used a skill like Flame Jet to stop it from advancing," someone else offered a different opinion.
Most of the people present were sparring partners by profession. They habitually analyzed their clients' battle performances, and without exception, they all felt