Developing a tactic required proper testing and proper sparring before one could tell whether it suited them. But for many witches, training itself could easily lead to leaks. After all, if they trained on the Ladder, others would always find out about their new tactics. And if they privately arranged practice matches with other witches, those witches were competitors in individual events anyway.
Witches strong enough to provide a proper test were their competitors; witches not strong enough simply could not reveal the tactic's upper limit.
Just like how some sisters had thought, I can beat her in the late game, yesterday—then promptly got knocked over.
They needed suitable witches to serve as opponents.
At first, Jiang Han had wanted to invite the sisters from Ghost Castle for practice matches, but after checking the schedule, she found:
"Eh! This is incredible!"
She raised her brows in surprise. "The Ghost Castle sisters are actually doing pretty well."
"Meow-ao, meow-ao."
Cat Dula, in human form and seated beside her, stared at the data sheet and frowned. "Meow-ao, you're nearly guaranteed to qualify first from your group now—there's at least a sixty-percent chance. That means you're very likely to face the second-place qualifier from another group. Looking at things so far... meow-ao, the second-place finishers in most groups are Ghost Witches."
That meant if Jiang Han qualified, there was a good chance she would end up testing her skills against a Ghost Witch.
Though the probability was only around twenty percent, that was already extremely high.
Among so many Archwitches and top-tier witches, the witches of Ghost Castle had steadily claimed nearly ten percent of the qualification slots. It was absurdly high.
The Burning Eye Den, comparable to the Silver Eye Den—in other words, that enormous vampire pit—
Had been beaten so badly