The moment the thought arose, it became harder and harder to suppress.
Qiao Sang immediately took out her phone and searched for the lineup for the next Interstellar Cup match.
Passol versus Chen Mo.
Every Interstellar Cup match was held in a 6v6 format.
Ninety-nine percent of the Pet Tamers who could participate in the Interstellar Cup were S-rank Pet Tamers with seven Pet Beasts, so the lineups before each match were always unknown.
One of the seven Pet Beasts was bound to sit out.
This made things considerably harder for viewers who wanted to analyze the lineups and attributes before placing their bets.
Qiao Sang did not have that problem.
She searched for posters of Passol and Chen Mo with their respective Pet Beasts, then held them up in front of Fire Fang Dog.
"Who do you think is stronger and can win?"
Fire Fang Dog compared them seriously.
That morning, the Little Chubby Dove it had thought would win had lost. The big bird it had pointed to just now had lost too. It was rare for its Pet Tamer to still trust it enough to ask such a question.
This time, it definitely would not let down its Pet Tamer's trust. It would prove itself to her!
"Fang!"
After studying them for a long while, Fire Fang Dog pointed at the more heavily built Passol and barked.
Qiao Sang nodded, then logged into the Interstellar Betting Website and bet 1,000 Alliance Coins on Chen Mo.
July 2.
The screen above the arena was displaying the photos of the competitors assigned to the round of 64-to-32 matches in the Hundred New Tournament.
In the middle seats of Row 9 in Area C—
"It's rare to see you let Gold Splatter Vine out," Qiao Sang said in surprise.