"Ah, what a shame. A type disadvantage, and outclassed in level too. He still lost."
"For a rookie to get this far was already pretty impressive."
"Lady Wei Xi really is the strongest!"
"This Noibat is so fast. They must have put a lot of work into speed training."
Comments kept popping up in the livestream chat. On the field, Cheng Tian had already walked over and recalled Noibat.
Tyrunt was right in front of Cheng Tian at that moment. Seeing Cheng Tian approach, Tyrunt bared fangs, trying to give him a scare.
Smack! Long Weixi walked straight over and gave Tyrunt a hefty slap on the back of the head. Looking at Tyrunt with exasperation at a piece of iron that refused to become steel, she said, "Disobeying orders again and throwing moves around at random. Keep it up and you won't get fed!"
"Wooo..." The fierce Tyrunt let out an aggrieved whimper. Despite that fiery temper, Tyrunt didn't dare resist Long Weixi in the slightest.
Actually, Tyrunt had been level 15 when first revived, and had been quite the swaggering little tyrant back then, trying to pounce on Long Weixi and bite her at their very first meeting. But after a black Noivern had sent Tyrunt sprawling with a single slap, Tyrunt hadn't dared resist in the slightest.
Everyone under this woman's command is trouble! Listen to her, and it's fine food and good drink. Disobey her, and it's two beatings every three days...
"No need to feel discouraged." Long Weixi smiled and encouraged Cheng Tian. "Getting this far was already very good. You've raised Noibat very well. Go get treatment first."
"All right." Cheng Tian nodded.
After Cheng Tian left the field, Su Han came over and asked with some concern, "How was it, A-Tian? Noibat isn't