Beast Taming: Starting From Zero

Chapter 53: Arxius White

“Contestant Qiao Sang?” The reporter asked again.

“Go ahead and ask.” Qiao Sang replied.

Beside her, Bai Yunmiao looked dejected.

“May I ask why you decided to participate in the Baixin Competition?” The reporter turned to signal the camera crew to get ready.

“Because of someone.” Qiao Sang answered.

“Oh? May I ask who that is?” The reporter's eyes lit up.

As a competent journalist, one must have a keen sense for news. From Qiao Sang's response, the reporter had already formulated a potential headline.

|Fire-type newcomer Qiao Sang participates in the Hundred New Competition for someone special!|

“It’s Bai Yunmiao, my friend and also my opponent.” As she spoke, Qiao Sang reached out and pulled Bai Yunmiao beside her.

Bai Yunmiao: !!! Genius Qiao, I love you!

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The afternoon competition continued with the matches for the top 64.

Qiao Sang arrived at the open beast training ground she had frequented recently instead of heading to the venue.

Two days ago, she had run out of money, and training for Fire Fang Dog had come to a halt.

Without the Qiyuan milk, no matter the speed training or skill release training, they could only practice for a couple of hours before her energy was depleted, and recovering took most of the day.

Fortunately, today was July 1st, the day for her allowance distribution.

Early in the morning, her mother transferred her 5,000 Alliance Coins.

After contracting Fire Fang Dog, her monthly allowance had increased fivefold.

Although 5,000 Alliance Coins was merely a drop in the bucket for nurturing beasts, for Qiao Sang, who had just run out of money, it was like a timely rain.

After several days of eating super spicy crazy grilled wings with no progress, Fire Fang Dog finally heeded Qiao Sang’s advice and resumed regular training.

Four hours later.

Name: Fire Fang Dog

Attribute: Fire

Level: Beginner (156/1000) +

Skills: Bite (Beginner 74/100) +, Charge (Adept 344/500) +, Fire Fang (Minor Adept 563/2000) +, Ember (Minor Adept 697/2000) +, Shadow Clone (Beginner 62/100) +, Fire Whirl (Beginner 92/100) +

Points: 141

Fire Fang Dog had primarily trained its Fire Whirl after eating grilled wings, resulting in rapid growth in that skill.

The bottom points had increased by 32 due to having participated in two battles.

This time, it was indeed a perfect division...

The levels of the beasts they battled were similar.

After finishing her training and returning home, Qiao Sang immediately watched the replay of the afternoon Hundred New Competition on her phone.

After watching for a while, she felt something was off.

Five minutes later.

Qiao Sang realized something.

Why were there so few comments?

Normally, although not many people watched, the screen was usually filled with comments, but today, there were only a handful.

After a while, a comment popped up.

“Brothers, I’m off first. The game of God Ya is starting.”

God Ya.

In Dragon Country, only one person was referred to this way: Lin Ya, who had represented the country in the Interstellar Cup three times.

Qiao Sang quickly turned off her phone and headed to the living room to turn on the television.

There was no need to change the channel; once the Interstellar Cup began, almost every channel was broadcasting it.

On screen, a bird-like beast with orange feathers, a purple crown on its head, and a black, sharp beak, was panting in midair, surrounded by terrifying lightning forming a horrifying magnetic field.

Even through the screen, one could feel the fearsome power.

Qiao Sang immediately recognized it as the imperial-level beast, Purple Crown Electric Falcon.

As God Ya’s beast, its contract and evolution details had been thoroughly dissected, even its emotional experiences had not been spared.

The day after it was dumped, it topped the news headlines.

It had no privacy whatsoever.

Floating several hundred meters away from the Purple Crown Electric Falcon was a human-shaped white beast.

One must note that extraordinary beings usually grow larger as they evolve.

For instance, the Purple Crown Electric Falcon was nearly a hundred meters in size.

In contrast, the white beast stood roughly the same height as an adult male human.

This was quite rare.

The difference between the two beast was apparent; the white beast was even smaller than a single claw of the Purple Crown Electric Falcon.

In the footage, the humanoid beast raised its claw-like hand, causing the entire arena to darken instantly, making its white figure disappear.

Qiao Sang was taken aback and quickly took out her phone to search.

As a contestant in the Interstellar Cup, information about its beast was readily available online.

Qiao Sang quickly found the information about the white beast.

It was called Arxius White.

Upon further inspection, she was shocked.

This humanoid white beast was actually a Dark-type beast!

Shouldn’t Dark-types all be black?

Why was it white?!

However, Qiao Sang didn’t dare to dwell on this too long, considering she was not very knowledgeable…

“Fire Fang Dog, come here!” Qiao Sang called out.

“Yap?”

Fire Fang Dog strolled over leisurely after slurping down some milk in the kitchen.

“Who do you think will win between these two?” Qiao Sang pointed at the television and asked.

The two beasts on screen were already engaging in battle.

Arxius White was darting through the darkness, occasionally revealing its white silhouette.

Seeing this, Qiao Sang couldn't help but complain.

If only it were a normal black Dark-type beast, hiding in the dark, even its afterimages wouldn’t be seen.

Meanwhile, the Purple Crown Electric Falcon let out a cry, and terrifying bolts of lightning rained down from above, like a fiery thunder dragon, zigzagging wildly through the dark environment Arxius White had created.

The thunder roared, incredibly intimidating.

Fire Fang Dog watched intently for a while before making a judgment.

“Yap.”

It pointed at the Purple Crown Electric Falcon with the purple crown and barked seriously.

Qiao Sang suddenly felt a bad premonition.

God Ya... wouldn't lose, would he...?

After three or four minutes of fierce clashes between the two beasts, the energy of the lightning began to dwindle, while the white figure still flickered in the shadows.

“Purple, dodge!”

After watching for so long, Qiao Sang finally heard Lin Ya’s command.

Suddenly, a black hole appeared above the Purple Crown Electric Falcon, from which a white claw-like hand shot out, with a swirling ball of dark energy coalescing within.

In the next moment, the energy struck mercilessly against the head of the Purple Crown Electric Falcon.

“Purple!!!”

“Oh my god! What did I just see?! Arxius White suddenly appeared above the Purple Crown Electric Falcon! Two Arxius Whites! Was the Arxius White in the dark mist a fake?!” The commentator exclaimed excitedly.

As the Purple Crown Electric Falcon plummeted from the sky, the original dark mist dissipated, revealing no white silhouettes.

A figure gradually emerged from the black hole.

It was indeed Arxius White.

“Let’s congratulate Klika on winning this match and becoming the second contestant to enter the top ten of this year’s Interstellar Cup!”

As the commentator’s voice faded, Qiao Sang turned to look at Fire Fang Dog, which appeared innocent.

A sudden, immature thought crossed her mind.

Perhaps she could use Fire Fang Dog to predict the outcomes of the Interstellar Cup and then place bets.