Defense Is Strong Too

"Gang Bao, we advanced!" Qiao Sang turned her head and said excitedly.

Although she had roughly calculated the scores alongside those of the other contestants and felt that advancing should not be a problem, having it truly confirmed still made her very happy.

"Steel Slash."

Gang Bao cried out happily, indicating that it had seen.

"Xun Xun."

Little Treasure patted Gang Bao on the shoulder with the air of a boss patting a subordinate.

They had to compete well in the next round and not waste this precious qualification.

"Steel Slash."

Gang Bao nodded solemnly.

At that moment, the girl who had been staying with Qiao Sang said dejectedly, "As expected, my name isn't there."

"Sweet..."

Beside her, a pet beast around a meter tall, pink all over, with ribbon-like ears flowing backward from the top of its head, lowered its head sadly.

Qiao Sang comforted her. "It's fine. You can enter again next time."

Qiao Sang had watched her performance. The pet beast she had sent out was a Grass Type Sweet Flower—the very one standing beside her now.

It had a cute, sweet appearance. As soon as it took the stage, it used Flying Leaf Blades, then stepped lightly into the flying leaves as though dancing, using its sharp scythe claws to slice every leaf in half.

The whole performance had been fairly smooth, without mistakes, but there had been nothing particularly memorable about it.

The Flying Leaf Blades that had been cut in half varied in size.

If every leaf had been cut to the same size, its score would probably have been higher.

The girl quickly pulled herself together and smiled again. "I'll come cheer you on in person for tomorrow's competition."

Coordination Competitions were rather humane in one respect: contestants who registered but failed to