Chapter 2409 - 373: I Don’t Even Know... (Double-Length)

Chapter 2409: Chapter 373: I Don’t Even Know... (Double-Length)

The Bone Fire King fell to the ground once more.

The entire venue erupted with cheers and screams that soared into the sky.

"Qiao Sang! Qiao Sang!"

"Qingfeng Claudian! Qingfeng Claudian!"

"Nether Ring Monarch! Nether Ring Monarch!"

"Little Treasure Spirit! Little Treasure Spirit!"

"Steel Authority Emperor Extreme! Steel Authority Emperor Extreme!"

"Qingbao! Qingbao!"

"Who’s Qingbao calling?"

"Qingfeng Claudian, it’s so touching. Qingfeng Claudian’s soul was burning, yet he waved back to us." The speaker was moved to the point of wiping tears away.

Those who managed to get tickets for the Master Competition were mostly Beast Tamers, including many with high levels and insight, who had overheard what Qiao Sang said to the judges earlier.

"Qingfeng Claudian indeed got hurt by the Bone Fire!"

"Oh heavens, his soul was burning, yet he still waved at us. No wonder his expression suddenly turned so terrifying; this isn’t the God of Disaster—his personality is clearly amazing!"

"Qiao Sang! Qiao Sang!"

"Qingfeng Claudian! Qingfeng Claudian!"

"Let’s congratulate Candidate Qiao Sang on winning today’s match with a perfect 6:0 score, advancing successfully to the top twenty!" Nephthys announced passionately from the commentary stand.

"What an unexpected match, Auroal said thoughtfully, "The Flame Heaven University’s Xia Huo with five Emperor Level Pet Beasts was zeroed out by Qiao Sang, who has four Emperor Level Pet Beasts—and Qiao Sang only used two of them." Auroal pondered, "I recall Jerome from Flame Heaven University was also zeroed out by Qiao Sang; it seems Qiao Sang is indeed the nemesis of Flame Heaven University."

"Yin Bell."

"Yin Bell."

Yin Zhongsi called out, expressing how Qiao Sang’s performance exceeded its expectations, especially the four matches with the Nether Ring Monarch. It felt proud to have the Nether Ring Monarch among the Spectral-type Pet Beasts.

...

Meanwhile.

Chao Su Star.

Yuliandun University.

"Yin Bell."

In a spacious and luxurious office, a virtual screen was playing the Master Competition.

Gilbert sat on the sofa, silent for a long time, picked up the remote, and pressed a button.

The virtual screen vanished.

Gilbert gulped down the alcohol in front of him, the regretful emotions seemed ready to fill his entire being.

The youngest A-Level Professional Beast Tamer in history, who zeroed out two Flame Class students consecutively, even defeating five Emperor Level Pet Beasts with just two of his own—yet because of his own mistake, Yuliandun missed out on such a student.

If it weren’t for him, Qiao Sang might now be the one zeroing out Flame Class students at the Master Competition, bearing the Yuliandun student title.

Are academic scores important?

Yes.

But in the face of absolute talent and strength, academic scores don’t amount to a damn thing!

Gilbert filled his glass with alcohol again.

"Ling Lingling." At his side, a pet beast roughly eighty centimeters tall, covered in ice-like gleam with a slight blue sheen, some white markings on its head, and its lower half resembling blue ice pillars, called out.

Gilbert chugged the strong liquor, "Don’t try to dissuade me, just let me drink."

"Ling Lingling..." Ling Lingling showed a worried expression beside him.

Then, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter." Gilbert said faintly.

A blond man opened the door and walked in.

Before he could speak, Gilbert, still pouring his drink, said, "You don’t need to say anything, I already know that Qiao Sang zeroed out Xia Huo of the Emperor Class."

"What? She zeroed out another Emperor Class student?" The blond man asked incredulously, "Wasn’t it said that Xia Huo had evolved another Emperor Level Pet Beast, now owning five? When did this happen? Did the match just end?"

He asked several questions in succession, clearly shocked by the news.

Not about Qiao Sang... Gilbert drank and said, "Go ahead, what’s on your mind."

The blond man realized his gaffe, quickly adjusted his expression to a serious one, "The principal is asking for you."

Gilbert paused his drinking, put the drink down, and asked with a frown, "Why is he contacting me through you?"

"I’m not sure..." The blond man thought of something and guessed, "Perhaps the principal watched Qiao Sang’s match too and didn’t want to contact you directly."

Gilbert: "..."

Gilbert gave him a faint look.

An invisible sense of suppression suddenly dropped; the blond man broke out in cold sweat, his legs unable to stop trembling a little.

"You should leave." Gilbert said.