The evolution speed of witches' gatebreeds was directly proportional to the witches' own evolution speed.
"Witches these days, honestly, they're becoming less and less human. Look, just look! They're firing rocket launchers right from the start—hurting others without benefiting themselves!"
Jiang Han complained as she played.
Controlling the little car on the screen, she used the grappling claw mounted on its front to hook a poor sucker's vehicle, gaining a starting speed as fast as a nitro-boost vehicle. At the same time, she unhesitatingly fired the rocket launcher mounted on her car behind her. Using the blast's force and a selfish trap attack, she shot into first place in the blink of an eye.
That smooth, flowing sequence of moves delighted Meow Yi Ao so much that she trembled like a flower in the wind, shaking heaven and earth!
Bringing an S-tier gatebreed skill level—one held by only five hundred people worldwide—into a C+ match could no longer be called stomping a noob pool. It was on the level of Lin Zhaojun entering a spell competition held by a witch kindergarten; like, like Angelite secretly entering the "Final Witch Amateur Cup"!
Lin Zhaojun had never done anything that embarrassing.
As for the latter—heh, how could Angelite possibly not have done something that embarrassing?
Of course, there was another example now. An S-tier Marite racer battling in a C+ noob pool would be incredibly embarrassing if she got caught!
But with a cat's thick skin, was shame tasty? It really was delicious.
When Jiang Han normally played by herself, every thread of her thought was focused on her controls and information gathering. But in a C+ match, she had already turned her attention to Ovi.
"Formidable... no, Ovi!"
Jiang Han blinked.
"What's your Giant Cat Wonder?"
"You still haven't gone to