Amidst the discussions, the number "3" appeared as a light shadow on the scene, accompanied by a chanical voice counting down.
"3, 2, 1, the match begins."
The light shadow disappeared.
All the pet beasts almost simultaneously started to take action.
The cara zood in on the battlefield where Little Ting Dragon was up against the Fire Shell Snail.
As the only Dragon-type Pet Beast currently on the field, and one of the few Interdiate Pet Beasts carried by registered contestants, this match was clearly the most high-profile in this round.
On the field.
Yellow electric arcs appeared on Little Ting Dragon’s body. Its tail flicked once, and the thunder flickered like a flying snake, converging forward into a bolt of lightning, striking fiercely towards the direction of the Fire Shell Snail.
At the sa ti, the Fire Shell Snail opened its mouth wide, a striking fla suddenly spouting from its mouth.
The fire line rushed rapidly in the air, colliding with the yellow lightning, causing a small-scale shock wave.
The shock wave temporarily obscured Little Ting Dragon’s sight.
When the shock wave dissipated, it found that the opponent was no longer in its original place, and showed a wary expression, glancing left and right.
At this mont, Qiao Sang spoke:
"Move."
Instinctively, Little Ting Dragon quickly shifted its body.
Just as it moved forward, a crimson fla attacked its original position.
As Little Ting Dragon moved, it turned slightly, catching a glimpse of its opponent appearing to the left of the spot where it originally stood.
Almost instinctively, Little Ting Dragon realized that the opponent in front of it was sowhat tricky.
The red-haired girl, who looked about 20, said, "Fla Wall."
"Fire Shell!"
The Fire Shell Snail shouted, and a splendid fla rapidly burst out from its shell. The fla did not take an attacking form, but quickly ignited the surroundings, forming a wall of fire about thirty centiters high.
Little Ting Dragon’s speed couldn’t compare to that of the forming fla wall, getting surrounded by it.
Fla Wall, a middle-level Fire Elent skill, can trap the opponent in flas, restricting its movents... This skill’s information flashed through Qiao Sang’s mind, and she couldn’t help but analyze it.
It is indeed troubleso, but the Fire Shell Snail’s fla wall is obviously not at a high level. At this height, Little Ting Dragon could easily leap over it with its physical strength, but jumping is impossible. If it tries to jump out, the Fire Shell Snail will undoubtedly take the opportunity to attack. Fortunately, at this skill level, the fla wall shouldn’t last long...
Guest area.
"The Fire Shell Snail used Fla Wall to trap Little Ting Dragon," Fu Jian stated the current situation on the field.
"I wonder how Qiao Sang will respond next," Feodor said with interest.
"Tie Tie."
Tie Daoyi also expressed expectations.
The fla wall will disappear, but if the Fire Shell Snail casts another fla wall within this one, continuously reducing the range, it would be unfavorable... Qiao Sang thought.
As the thought flashed, one splendid fla after another continuously spouted from the Fire Shell Snail’s shell.
The flas ignited the surrounding ground, joining with the original fla wall.
Little Ting Dragon continued to move, dodging the flas that suddenly ignited on the ground.
The more the fla walls connected, the smaller the space it could move in.
Soon, within about a two-ter radius around Little Ting Dragon, there were all flas, leaving no room to move.
From the audience’s perspective, arena number 3 looked like a burning fire beehive, with both Little Ting Dragon and Fire Shell Snail trapped inside.
Guest area.
Fu Jian remarked:
"I didn’t expect the Fire Shell Snail to be able to construct the Fla Wall to this extent."
"Using the continuous composition of fla walls to limit the opponent’s movable range more and more, it’s a way to indirectly strengthen the Fla Wall," Feodor said.
"Tie Tie."
Tie Daoyi nodded, expressing agreent.
"The current situation seems very unfavorable to Qiao Sang," Fu Jian said.
Feodor said in a deep voice:
"From the mont she matched with the Fire Shell Snail, she wasn’t on the advantageous side. But even so, I’d like to see how she’ll counterattack with Little Ting Dragon. Knowing Qiao Sang’s usual command style, I believe she won’t sit idle."
"Tie Tie."
Tie Daoyi nodded.
In the stands, everyone wasn’t discussing much, all waiting to see how Little Ting Dragon would counterattack.
In their eyes, the result was already certain; it’s just a matter of how it would lose.
In this type of match, the tacit understanding between the Beast Tar and the non-contracted Pet Beast is what they most want to see.
On the field, Little Ting Dragon felt the heat around it, its body tensed, watching its opponent not far away with a wary expression.
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