Everyone watching the livestream sat frozen in front of their computers.

"Whoa!"

After a few seconds, the whistle signifying the end of the match sounded in the video, snapping the audience back to reality. Instantly, millions of people erupted in excitement, their hands flying to their keyboards to flood the screen with comments.

At that moment, it seemed like everyone’s typing speed had leveled up.

[What the heck did I just see?! What did I just witness?!]

[AAAAHHHH! I thought this would be a three-hundred-round epic battle, but it turned into a complete stomp!]

[This gave me goosebumps!]

[Oh my god, that finger snap was way too cool!]

[I seriously suspect she’s showing off on purpose!]

[Does Qiao Sang have a social media account? I need to follow her!]

[Ugh, I can’t believe I fell for her act, but I love it!]

[Is Meteor Rain really this strong?! I’ve seen a general-level fire-type beast use it, and it wasn’t this insane!]

[The proficiency here is absolutely at a master level!]

[Someone tell me the name of this ridiculously cool beast!]

[You’re telling me this is from a high school student?!]

[A one-shot KO?! It’s actually a one-shot KO!]

[What happened? I just went to grab a glass of water, and the match was over?!]

[The evolved form of Flame Hound hits all my aesthetic buttons!]

[Whoa! Is this beast from the Yuhua region? What’s its name? It’s ridiculously cool!]

The Kainan Beast Battle Arena was in complete chaos.

The adrenaline of the live audience surged collectively, their shock so overwhelming that nearly every sentence they uttered was punctuated by exclamations of "Whoa!" as they excitedly discussed the match.

On the battlefield, Ding Yanjing stood frozen in place, utterly dumbfounded. He looked as if he had completely lost his senses. It wasn’t until the referee called out to him several times that he finally reacted, albeit stiffly.

As he exited the stage, his body was rigid, and his soul seemed absent.

Normally, if the students from Litan Beastmaster High saw him like this, they would have rushed over to check on him. But now, everyone was still immersed in the awe of Qiao Sang’s performance, too stunned to notice him at alll.

In the VIP section of the audience:

The school leaders sat in silence, their minds blank from the overwhelming visual impact and shock of what they had just witnessed.

"The match... is over?"

Huang Renbiao stared blankly at the red-and-white beast on the field, unable to take his eyes off it.

After a long pause, his trembling hand reached into his suit pocket, intending to pull out a cigarette. But just as he touched the pack, he remembered the occasion and withdrew his hand.

Turning to Wang Weidou, Huang Renbiao fixed him with a deep gaze and said in a low voice:

“Principal Wang, congratulations.”

Wang Weidou, still dazed, responded with a vague, “Oh.”

After a moment of silence, Huang Renbiao asked, “How does Qiao Sang usually train?”

You’re asking me? I want to know too… Wang Weidou replied, “I don’t know.”

Huang Renbiao frowned slightly.

“When did Qiao Sang’s Flame Hound… or rather, its evolved form, master Meteor Rain to this degree?”

Wang Weidou shook his head again.

“I don’t know.”

Huang Renbiao’s brows furrowed further.

“When did she even learn Meteor Rain?”

Wang Weidou continued shaking his head.

“I don’t know.”

Huang Renbiao’s expression twisted briefly. Mentally cursing, he thought to himself, What a waste for a genius like Qiao Sang to stay in a school like Shengshui High…

Just then, the arena announcement came on, stating that the next match was postponed to the following morning due to the severe damage to the field.

The audience, however, showed no intention of leaving. Instead, they continued snapping photos and recording videos of Qiao Sang and Yabao with their phones.

Huang Renbiao couldn’t sit still any longer. He got up and left his seat.

After a few steps, he realized Old Zhang hadn’t followed him. Turning back, he saw Old Zhang still seated, his face ashen as he muttered to himself.

“Old Zhang, it’s time to go.” Huang Renbiao reminded him.

“No… this isn’t right…” Old Zhang looked utterly defeated.

“Old Zhang!” Huang Renbiao raised his voice.

Old Zhang looked up at him, suddenly springing to his feet, his face contorted with emotion.

“This isn’t right!”

Huang Renbiao thought he was referring to Ding Yanjing’s loss to Qiao Sang and fell silent.

He knew how much effort Old Zhang had invested in Ding Yanjing, especially this year.

Old Zhang had always believed that Ding Yanjing could secure a top-ten spot in the national regional beastmaster competition, giving him a chance to transfer to an imperial capital school.

It was only natural for someone with ambition to aim for better opportunities. While he understood Old Zhang’s disappointment, he also knew there was no point in dwelling on it.

Just as Huang Renbiao was considering whether to say something comforting, Old Zhang walked up to him and exclaimed passionately:

“Qiao Sang shouldn’t have been matched against Ding Yanjing today!”

Huang Renbiao stared at Old Zhang, his dark eyes gradually sharpening.

“We’ll discuss this later.”

At the top floor of the Ruilai Hotel, in the Presidential Suite:

“Yap…”

Yabao lay on the floor, ears drooping, exuding an air of melancholy.

“Next time, I’ll definitely find you a worthy opponent!” Qiao Sang promised earnestly from the side.

“Yap…”

Yabao let out a dispirited whine.

Last night, she had promised him a good fight today...

Qiao Sang awkwardly said, “I didn’t know the opponent would be this weak either.”

Honestly, she really didn’t. Everyone always talked about how formidable Ding Yanjing was. If she had known he was this mediocre, why would she have bothered hiding Yabao’s evolution?

“Yap…”

Yabao looked even more dejected. Was it really so hard to have a proper battle?

After thinking for a moment, Qiao Sang said seriously:

“I think the problem is that Meteor Rain is just too strong. How about this: In future battles, we’ll use it less often. Didn’t you just learn some new moves? We can focus on practicing those instead.”

Yabao’s ears perked up instantly.

Seeing this, Qiao Sang smiled.

“Hellfire and Meditation. We’ll prioritize training those two. As for Meteor Rain, you’ll keep practicing it, but only for thirty minutes a day.”

Though Meteor Rain had reached mastery level, it hadn’t peaked yet.

Yabao was already a high-tier beast, so his future opponents would inevitably be of the same level, with frequent clashes of high-level skills.

Now that Yabao had two new high-level skills, Hellfire was especially suitable for practice since it didn’t leave him immobile like Hyper Beam did.

Meditation could restore mental energy, making it practical for both battles and daily use.

“Yap!”

With a plan in place, Yabao let out a spirited cry, his eyes shining.

Then let’s go train now!

Qiao Sang chuckled and patted his head.

“Alright.”

Most high-end hotels nowadays had pet training facilities, and the Ruilai Hotel was no exception.

The fifth floor was exclusively for pet training.

Now that Yabao had already been revealed to the public, Qiao Sang didn’t see the point in hiding anymore.

“Yap!”

Hearing this, Yabao wagged his tail eagerly, looking impatient.

Just as Qiao Sang was about to head down for training, her phone rang.

It was Xu Yixuan.

As soon as she answered, Xu Yixuan’s excited voice yelled through the line:

“Qiao Sang, you’re trending number one!”