Soon, Ya Bao's data appeared before her eyes.
Every match from here on out was crucial. She had to make thorough preparations.
The semi-finals would be held at night, and the battleground happened to be outdoors. Ya Bao possessed Moonlight Power; under moonlight, everything it did would be twice as effective as usual. Sending it out gave her the best chance of winning.
To be safe, she would use the Golden Finger again. If she still did not win after that, she would have to slap herself twice.
But when Qiao Sang looked at the data, she was temporarily at a loss as to where to start.
In battles, having more skills was not always better. What mattered was having a few highly proficient skills that could be used effectively in combination.
Otherwise, randomly using skills would only waste energy.
Like the Explosion Ball she had faced today—perhaps even using every skill it knew would not have been as effective as a single Self-Destruct.
Among Ya Bao's current skills, Fire Fang, Spark, Shadow Clone, Flame Charge, Spark Rain, and Psychic Power had all reached the Profound Meaning level.
Other than Zhao Chuanyu's Red Urgent Dragon, whose age was unknown and full of uncertainty, she dared to say that no Pet Beast in the National Tournament had greater attack power than Ya Bao.
Come to think of it, Ya Bao's Profound Meaning-level skills were already enough.
Still, Qiao Sang felt it was safer to make another preparation.
Of Ya Bao's remaining skills, Destructive Ray and Hellfire were the most powerful.
But both had already been used in matches, so it would not be easy to casually raise their proficiency.
Adding too many points at once would create an overly obvious boost, making it easy for others to notice something unusual.
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