Chapter 985: Seventh Round (Two Chapters in One)
That night.
Pet Tamer Center.
Room 2603.
Qiao Sang reclined halfway on the bed, studying the information on the contestants who had made it into the Top Eight.
All eight spots had been decided that evening. Tomorrow would be the matches to determine the four semifinalists.
With Chen Tianqin as a cautionary example, she examined the information especially carefully. Unfortunately, nothing much had changed. It was as if no one had been hiding anything.
If one contestant's Water-type Pet Beast hadn't suddenly used a Thunder Type technique it had never displayed before during the evening's match, she would have almost believed the information she had found earlier was everything.
How do such famous pet tamers, constantly followed and reported on by paparazzi, manage to hide things so well... Qiao Sang silently marveled.
Suddenly, there were two knocks on the window. "Knock, knock."
Gang Bao, perched on the tea table by the window, pulled open the curtains with a wing.
Qiao Sang turned and saw a bird Pet Beast about thirty centimeters tall. It held up a phone with its left wing, pressing it against the window. A line of text scrolled across the screen:
God Qiao, my Little Song Sparrow is a fan of the Steel Sword Falcon. Could it take a photo with the Steel Sword Falcon? If not, could you give it a photo of the Steel Sword Falcon?
Little Song Sparrow, a Flying Type low-level Pet Beast. When happy, it liked to sing. Its singing had an invigorating effect. It was said that anyone who heard it would instantly shake off their fatigue; even if they were sleepy one second, they would be full of energy the next—after reading the words on the phone, information about the Pet Beast