The advanced sparring partners in the arena had already gathered together and started discussing.
Those present were all considered outstanding among Beast Tamers, so their eyesight went without saying.
A student with three pet beasts, still wearing a ponytail and carrying a backpack while wandering around—maybe she was trying to look younger.
But what the heck were these three pet beasts?!
"Was the information online published incorrectly? Is the Flame Listening Dog actually an Advanced Pet Beast rather than an Intermediate Pet Beast?"
"I think that's very possible!"
"Possible my ass! It's already been certified by the Alliance."
"But if the Flame Listening Dog isn't an Advanced Pet Beast, then this makes no sense! It's using a whole bunch of Shadow Clones to train Spark Rain! A whole bunch!"
"I'm not blind. I can see that."
"Have you ever seen an Intermediate Pet Beast use a whole bunch of Shadow Clones to train a High-Level Skill?"
The advanced sparring partner who had just said the Flame Listening Dog had been certified by the Alliance instantly shut his mouth and said no more.
Any Beast Tamer with a bit of common sense knew that Shadow Clones were generally used to confuse, interfere with, and defend against opponents—not to attack them.
Even if a pet beast learned to let its Shadow Clones use certain offensive skills, they might look intimidating, but the effects of those skills were nowhere near comparable to what the real body could produce.
Yet the destructive power of the Spark Rain released by those Shadow Clones was completely on point. It felt no weaker than what an Advanced Fire-type Pet Beast's real body could unleash!
If the Flame Listening Dog really was an Intermediate Pet Beast, then everything before them completely defied common sense.
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