At this mont, Liu Zhiyong, who almost sank into the water, finally ca to his senses, reactivated the [Lake’s Protection] to stand firmly on the water’s surface, and then shouted with eyes wide open: "Impossible!!!"
He had anticipated that the opponent might attack the Spirit Master, assuming that even if the Armored Battle Turtle was pushed beyond the guardian range, it could depend on [Swallow Return], a skill that even Battle Tops could learn, to quickly return to its owner’s side for protection.
However, he never expected that the White Phoenix Parrot’s skill would completely eliminate the chance for the Armored Battle Turtle to assist!
The scene was briefly solemn, and then erupted with a flood of deafening cheers.
The experintal students were so nurous that they drowned out the booing and cursing from First Middle School.
"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!"
"We won!! We won!!!"
Wang Dawei and the White Phoenix Parrot on his shoulder shouted with the sa excitent, shaking with exhilaration, then turned back towards the group of students as he held his arms up in a triumphant gesture.
Man and parrot roared madly, the feathers on the head of the White Phoenix Parrot splayed out, its wings spread open, while Wang Dawei’s face turned as red as if he had been soaking in a hot bath for hours.
It was the most marvelous feeling ever!!!
"Can the White Phoenix Parrot really master such a powerful Spiritual Skill?" One of the education bureau leaders raised an eyebrow and turned to Principal Liu Feifan, "Is this the work of any researcher or Miracle Master?"
"Well..." Liu Feifan chuckled, rubbing his slightly balding head, "Confidential... let’s keep it confidential for now. If you’re truly interested, we can talk after the competition."
Looking at Liu Feifan’s smiling face, Liang Xing, had it not been for the TV reporter’s cara already broadcasting onto the podium, would have jumped up and engaged in a confrontation with Liu Feifan.
So, letting people directly attack the Spirit Master? Fine, I’ll summon my fist for a direct attack too!
No, no, I have to maintain so grace.
Moreover, Master Hua Bo will definitely have sothing to say; after all, Liu Zhiyong is an apprentice of the Earth Daoist School.
Thinking this way, Liang Xing turned his head and was surprised to find that Master Hua Bo, who had remained patient and comported himself with dignity throughout the match, now showed a hint of an approving smile.
The TV reporter also noticed this and quickly handed over the microphone.
"The path of a Combat Spirit Master is filled with countless hardships and challenges, not only fighting against nature but also contending with one’s kind and other nations. In my view, it’s not inappropriate to launch an attack against a Spirit Master during a battle: firstly, it cultivates a fighting spirit and strategic awareness, and secondly, being aware of the existence of attackers against Spirit Masters—such as intelligent High Tier Spirit Beasts, ’wild n’, or even the Demon Race—is critical. Training in advance prevents being caught off guard by the opponent’s offense," Master Hua Bo stood up smiling, shared his insight, gave sound reasoning, and received a round of applause. Liu Zhiyong’s regret in his eyes turned into admiration for Hua Bo, and the dissatisfaction on the faces of the First Middle School students faded significantly.
Seeing this, Liang Xing couldn’t lash out; he only cursed inwardly, then thought for a mont, took out his phone, and sent a ssage.
...
Wang Dawei’s victory kept the suspense of the exchange match until the very end.
Pulled back to the shore by the referee’s Spirit Beast [Spider Monkey]’s single shot of [Sticky Thread], he jogged back to the team, twirling and leaping to signal to the audience along the way, ending with a big hug for Lin Guang.
Even the usually playfully mischievous White Phoenix Parrot flew to Lin Guang’s shoulder, rubbing its small head against his cheek, chirping excitedly and hoarsely, "New leader! New leader!"
After the jubilation, Wang Dawei furrowed his brows, thinking hard for several seconds, seed to be trying to co up with sothing cool to say, but ultimately reconciled with his cultural level. He extended his hand, gave Lin Guang a thumbs-up, and earnestly said, "Keep it up, I believe you can definitely win!"
This victory also improved Du Jinquan’s mood significantly. He ca over, first congratulating Wang Dawei, then urged Lin Guang to continue his efforts.
The referee’s voice ca again: "Now proceeding with the field change, the competitors for the next battle, please prepare yourselves!"
Bzzzz—
Just at that mont, his phone suddenly vibrated.
Lin Guang opened it to find a ssage from Principal Liu Feifan.
Principal Liu Feifan: [Lin Guang, if things get beyond control, conceding temporarily is also an option; after all, the sa move is unlikely to work twice. As long as it isn’t a three-ga losing streak, I’m satisfied.]
Principal Liu Feifan: [Rember, two years from now at the state competition is your ti to shine brightly! Don’t place too much psychological pressure on yourself nor worry about winning or losing, just showcase your skills!]
Lin Guang’s expression remained unchanged, even his breathing rhythm was unchanged.
—In all fairness, the principal made a lot of sense.
Based on the intelligence given by the principal before the match, both Wu Jie and he were at Spirit Master Level 14, with both configurations being double blue.
But Wu Jie’s Molten Dragon Lizard was already Level 17, while Vishdair, although rapidly advancing during this ti, was only Level 9, a tier apart, nearly double the level.
If Vishdair were to be struck in the volcano arena, it might suffer irreversible internal damage, affecting future developnt.
If possible, trying a few tricks to see if there’s a chance to ambush the Spirit Master, and if not, conceding would be the best choice, considering the imnse paper disparity in hard power. No one would bla him.
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