What were they looking at?!
Over a hundred Blazing Star Hound clones?!
Was this really a level a high school student's pet beast could reach?!
The visual impact of the scene before them was simply too overwhelming. Everyone's minds went blank, and even the leaders in the front rows stared dumbfounded.
Nearly every viewer across the country watching the live broadcast blurted out, "Holy shit," at the same time.
With major regional competitions being so prevalent these days, it wasn't as though no one had trained their clones to such an exaggerated level.
But seeing this in a high school competition—even the high school National Tournament—was still far too unreal.
For a moment, the entire Shouyao Pet Beast Battle Arena seemed to have collectively lost its voice.
About two seconds later, an uproar erupted, and the arena exploded into chaos.
"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit! Those clones are fake, right?!"
"Who are those clones trying to scare to death?!"
"No, I don't believe they're all clones. This has to be some kind of illusion skill!"
"Wake up! Illusion skills can only make a specific target hallucinate. So many of us can see them right now—how could it possibly be an illusion?!"
"With that many clones, there's no need to even start fighting. Just standing there is enough to scare someone to death!"
"That's insane, seriously insane. Profound Meaning-level Shadow Clone combined with Profound Meaning-level Spark Rain—I haven't even seen many of those in regional tournaments."
"I'll come clean. I'm actually a prophet, and I predict that Qiao Sang will be the champion of this National Tournament!"
"Damn! We haven't seen each other for that long, and that freak Qiao has gotten this much more freakish already!" Shi Gaofeng couldn't hold back and cursed.
Wang Yao's expression was complicated.
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