"Contestant Qiao Sang?" the reporter asked again.
"Go ahead," Qiao Sang said.
Bai Yunmiao beside her looked disappointed.
"Why did you enter the Hundred New Tournament?" the reporter asked after turning to signal the cameraman to get ready.
"Because of someone," Qiao Sang answered.
"Oh? Who would that be?" The reporter's eyes lit up.
A qualified reporter needed a keen nose for news. From Qiao Sang's answer alone, she had already thought of a headline.
Fire-type favorite Qiao Sang entered the Hundred New Tournament—for him?!
"Bai Yunmiao, my friend and also my opponent." As Qiao Sang spoke, she reached out and pulled Bai Yunmiao to her side.
The camera naturally shifted over.
Bai Yunmiao: "!!!"
Genius Qiao, I love you!
The afternoon matches were still the rounds to advance into the top sixty-four.
Qiao Sang took a car to the open pet beast training grounds she had frequented lately instead of heading to the venue.
Two days ago, Fire Fang Dog's training had come to a standstill because she had run out of money.
Without Qi Yuan Milk to replenish its stamina, whether it was speed training or skill-release training, it would be exhausted after only an hour or so. Recovering its stamina, meanwhile, took most of the day.
Fortunately, today, July 1st, was allowance day.
Early in the morning, her mother transferred her 5,000 Alliance Coin.
After contracting Fire Fang Dog, her monthly allowance had increased fivefold.
Although 5,000 Alliance Coin was a drop in the bucket for raising a pet beast, to Qiao Sang, who had just run out of money, it was timely help indeed.
After several days of eating Super Invincible Perverted Spicy Grilled Wings with no progress on Spark Rain, Fire Fang Dog finally listened to Qiao Sang's advice and returned to its usual