Ghost Ring Spirit attacked its opponent and dragged Little Steel Falcon into it. How could such a basic mistake in a Team Battle happen to Qiao Sang?
For a moment, the arena fell silent. Everyone wore stunned expressions, feeling that Qiao Sang perhaps was not invincible after all.
"Little Steel Falcon is only an elementary pet beast. In a battle like this, it can easily get hurt if one isn't careful."
"I think Little Steel Falcon should be the breakthrough point. As long as it's defeated, no matter how strong Ghost Ring Spirit's control is, it won't be able to deal with two opponents at once as easily as it did last round."
"If it were me, when Rolling Leopard was moved over just now, I would've had it use any Water Type skill that could soak its whole body. The lightning on Thunder Fur Dog would double Rolling Leopard's damage, but likewise, if it struck Little Steel Falcon, Little Steel Falcon would be done for too. It's not realistic to defeat a Ghost Type Advanced Pet Beast with Psychic Type abilities. Better to take one down while there's a chance."
"Easy for you to say. Rolling Leopard was moved over there, and Thunder Fur Dog was right in front of it. At that distance, was it realistic to react immediately, give an order, and have the pet beast execute it?"
"Not realistic, but with that example just now, if Ghost Ring Spirit moves them around like that again, they can absolutely do it. It just depends on what Du Silan is thinking."
On the field, Du Silan first froze, then an unusual smile appeared at the corner of her lips, completely unlike her earlier defeated attitude.
She suddenly realized that perhaps she did have a chance to fight