Chapter 215: Floating Bell

"The principal said we can join the school team," a Gao San student muttered.

"I heard that too…" a classmate beside him said in a daze.

A slightly more rational female classmate nearby added, "To be precise, what the principal said was after we beat Qiao Sang."

"How is that any different from just handing out a spot directly!" the student who had spoken first said, his face flushed with excitement.

They had thought they were only here to watch the show, but they never expected the principal to drop such a bombshell at this year's opening ceremony!

Gao San — it's the most miserable stage of a student's life!

Not only do you have to master every subject, you also have to know things that aren't even in the textbooks.

Know the common sense of beast-taming above, current affairs and politics in the middle, and trivial matters below; sleep later than a dog, wake earlier than a rooster — that describes the Gao San students.

Everyone had already been in high school for two years, so they all had a rough idea of how many points they could score right now.

In an environment surrounded by top students, saying there was no psychological pressure would be a lie. They had planned to make a final push in this last year, but they never expected heaven to put the chance to rejoin the school team right in front of them!

As long as they got into the school team and placed in a competition, they might not dare say anything about top-tier academies, but at the very least an undergraduate spot was absolutely guaranteed.

High school is different from middle school — the difficulty of the knowledge increases geometrically. Quite a few students who got into key high schools ended up in vocational colleges in the end.

Although the Gao Er students were also very excited, when it came to this opportunity, the Gao San students could absolutely be described as going crazy.

"First come, first served — wait, none of you are allowed to fight me for it! My grades are the worst."

"Joining the school team means going out to compete against other schools. You only have one mid-level pet beast, so don't embarrass our school."

"If we're putting it that way, I remember you only have one Twin-tail Land Tortoise too. You're not planning to go up, are you?"

"No, I'm going up!"

"Heh."

"Stop arguing, someone's already gone up."

"Holy crap! Which bastard moved that fast!"

"It's Feng Zongxin from Class 3, the one from the rich family. That guy got ranked second-to-last seventh in the whole school on the last monthly exam last semester — even getting into a third-tier college is a struggle for him. Of course he'd run fast."

"What a steal for that kid."

On the field, a boy about 1.76 meters tall with a neat buzz cut summoned a pet beast with a blue round bell on its head and two tails with yellow tips, looking slightly excited.

Floating Bell, the evolved form of Bubble Bell, a mid-level pet beast, its tails always drift in the direction of the wind… information about the Floating Bell immediately surfaced in Qiao Sang's mind.

"Gao San (3) class, Feng Zongxin," the boy said seriously. "Sorry, I have to get this spot!"

Qiao Sang nodded. "Good luck."

Feng Zongxin: "…"

As the whistle sounded, Little Treasure Ghost vanished from the spot instantly.

"Floating Bell, Teleport!" Feng Zongxin issued the command in time.

"Flo~"

The Floating Bell's tails drifted in the direction of the wind, and it instantly appeared at another location.

The whole venue fell silent. Little Treasure Ghost did not appear.

Feng Zongxin watched his surroundings warily. Three seconds later, he issued the command again: "Teleport."

Dealing with a ghost-type pet beast whose tracks couldn't be seen, while also avoiding having his shadow controlled — using Teleport to constantly change position was indeed a good choice.

After all, a ghost-type pet beast was only invisible; its speed wouldn't change.

Unfortunately, her Little Treasure Ghost wasn't purely ghost-type… Watching the Floating Bell that had just used Teleport to appear on the field, Qiao Sang said, "Now."

Hearing Qiao Sang's command, Feng Zongxin was stunned for a moment, then his pupils suddenly contracted and he shouted loudly, "Don't look into its eyes!"

But it was already too late. The moment the Floating Bell appeared, Little Treasure Ghost suddenly revealed itself, positioned exactly face-to-face with the Floating Bell.

As if it had been invisible there all along, and the Floating Bell had just unluckily teleported right in front of it.

"Tre~"

Little Treasure Ghost's purple-glowing eyes met the Floating Bell's gaze.

The next second.

"Flo…"

The Floating Bell closed its eyes and dropped to the ground.

"Floating Bell! Wake up!" Feng Zongxin shouted anxiously.

In most official competitions, when a pet beast falls, there's a count-out.

When one side falls, the referee must approach the pet beast being counted out to observe whether its condition is complete unconsciousness or a brief abnormal state.

As long as it gets back up within the allotted time, the battle can continue.

10 seconds is basically the standard count-out time used in most competitions.

Logically speaking, even if a mid-level pet beast was hit by a low-level pet beast's Hypnosis, it should wake up quickly thanks to its much higher spiritual power. So the female teacher acting as referee didn't immediately announce that the Floating Bell had lost its fighting ability, but walked over to it and began the count.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5…"

"Floating Bell! Wake up!"

"6, 7, 8, 9…"

"Floating Bell!

"

"10." The female teacher glanced uncertainly at the Floating Bell, still deep in sleep, and announced, "Floating Bell has lost its fighting ability. The winner is Qiao Sang!"

Feng Zongxin sat down on the ground, his expression dejected.

Everyone looked at each other, completely bewildered.

"What just happened in that battle? It's over just like that?"

"Don't you think this guy just went up there to feed? The field is so big — what are the odds of a pet beast teleporting itself right in front of its opponent?"

"Indeed."

"Also, psychic-type pet beasts naturally have far stronger spiritual power than pet beasts of other attributes. How could it fail to shake off a hypnosis cast by a pet beast of a lower level than itself? That's completely absurd."

"Could it be that this Treasure Ghost's hypnosis skill is just way too high in proficiency?"

"How high would the proficiency have to be to make a psychic-type Floofy Bell sleep this long… Look, someone else is going up!"

"Holy crap! Someone beat us to it again!"

……

"Class 10 of Gao San, Xia Chengqing." The one who spoke was a fair-skinned girl with shoulder-length hair.

Just as she summoned a Short-Eared Mouse and got ready to fight, Qiao Sang raised a hand to signal her to stop: "Hold on."

"Why'd she call a halt?"

"She's not pulling out of the match, is she!"

"Aaaah! My spot on the school team!"

"She never had to fight us in the first place. Now that she's beaten a Gao San student, she's probably got face and doesn't want to bother."

"Nooo!"

While everyone was buzzing with discussion, Qiao Sang looked toward the female referee teacher beside her.

The female teacher froze for a moment, then her face lit up with sudden understanding, and she held the microphone forward a little.

Qiao Sang was silent for two seconds, then said: "I want to apply to replenish my Treasure Ghost's energy first."

"Xunxun~"

The little Treasure Ghost sensed it and nodded sagely.