A man in formal attire stood up alongside Fen Tongji and waved towards the audience.
This was different from the previous referee.
Fen Tongji was not the same one either.
To become a judge at the notary office, one must pass the appropriate interview assessments, and the contracted Pet Beast must meet the requirements of the notary office.
Therefore, at the notary office in the Zhongkong Region, most staff members have a Fen Tongji as their Pet Beast.
"Fen Fen."
Fen Tongji split into two, and its head floated towards the giant virtual screen in the center of the arena, entering it.
All the photos began shuffling rapidly.
After a dozen seconds, the photos paired up, freezing on the screen.
In an instant, Fen Tongjiâs spherical head floated out of the screen, its color unchanged.
The host then announced loudly:
"The list is effective, 216 strong entering the 108 strong groupings matched!"
Everyoneâs eyes were fixed on the giant virtual screen.
Qiao Sang quickly scanned the list and soon found her own photo.
She glanced at the name beneath the adjacent photo: Xiang Wenyi.
Xiang Wenyi, 36 years old, C-rank Beast Tamer, participated in the regional tournament five years ago and placed in the top 100... Qiao Sangâs mind displayed this personâs information.
It wasnât on purpose, but the commentator had introduced it during the preliminaries.
She now has an excellent memory; she doesnât need to memorize things intentionally. As long as sheâs seen or heard, she can basically remember.
She watched the preliminaries live for seven days, remembering that this person used an orange-yellow Star Array and was still a C-rank Beast Tamer.
However, their strength far exceeded their opponents at the time. First, their General-level Pet Beast defeated two of the opponentâs Pet Beasts in a one-on-two, then retrieved their Pet Beast and sent out a second to win the third round.
This essentially meant a complete victory with no losses.
Meanwhile, in the family area.
Ye Xiangting, upon seeing her daughterâs opponent, began searching on her phone.
When she saw that the information showed a C-level Beast Tamer, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Looking at the list ranking, Qiao Sangâs turn should be tonight." Liu Yao said, watching the giant virtual screen.
Ye Xiangting frowned slightly, "Does that mean weâll be sitting here until night?"
"If youâre tired, you can go out and rest for a bit. Iâll call you when itâs Qiao Sangâs turn." Liu Yao said.
"Itâs hard to get a spot to watch the regional tournament live, and such a good position at that, how could I possibly be afraid of getting tired." Ye Xiangting worried, "Iâm worried about Qiao Sang. She has to compete; she wonât just sit here until night, right? I wonder if thereâs a place for contestants to rest backstage."
These days she had been going to her daughterâs room, knowing she had been watching the live streams without missing a match.
Now that sheâs here at the live event, she probably wonât leave midway either.
Liu Yao said calmly:
"You donât have to worry about that; she has the Ice Emperor Ram."
"...I feel relieved." Ye Xiangting said.
...
In the contestant area.
It seems my turn will be at night...Qiao Sang looked at the list ranking and estimated the time.
Aside from the preliminaries on the opening day, most contestants do not wish for their match to be immediately after the list comes out, as it would leave little time for preparation.
Qiao Sang didnât mind, as itâs still early in the competition. As long as she didnât encounter a B-level Beastmaster, everything would be fine.
This was confidence born of strength.
"Xun Xun?"
Even though the Little Treasure Hunter occasionally watched the live streams of the regional tournament, it couldnât remember every contestant. Upon seeing the finalized list, it turned with a curious look and called out.
Strong?
Qiao Sang glanced at it, "Pretty strong."
"Xun Xun..."
The Little Treasure Hunter put down its Energy Recovery Potion, showing a dejected expression.
The opponent so strong, it seems I wonât get to go on stage today...
"Why arenât you drinking anymore?" Qiao Sang asked.
"Xun Xun..."
The Little Treasure Hunter weakly cried out, indicating it was full.
Qiao Sang: "..."
On another side.
The contestants, upon seeing their opponents, displayed varied reactions: some calm, some excited, some with grim expressions.
Xiang Wenyi was among those with a grim expression.
She hadnât developed the habit of thoroughly researching every contestantâs information, but she was aware that Qiao Sang was the youngest B-level Beastmaster in history.
Encountering a B-level Beastmaster in the regional tournament basically meant saying goodbye to it.
A black-haired, brown-eyed woman with soft features sitting next to her said:
"Speaking of which, I do know Qiao Sang. Do you want me to talk to her and ask her to go easy on you, so you donât lose too badly?"
Xiang Wenyi looked surprised at the person next to her:
"You know Qiao Sang?"
Fang Lan nodded: