Chapter 270: I Want to Buy It for You Myself

Little Xunbao's gaze was resolute, and a thick, white energy instantly gathered on its raised right claw.

"Bang!"

As the right claw came down, the tiles split neatly in two.

"Xun!!"

Looking at the tiles shattered all over the ground, Little Xunbao imitated the fighting-type champion it had seen in the video, raising both claws high and letting out a winner's cry.

An eerie silence fell over the surroundings for a moment, then erupted into enthusiastic cheers, as if first place had already been decided.

"Holy crap! Tile-Splitting! It really is Tile-Splitting!"

"Who just got that on video! Send it to me, quick!"

"That's freaking terrifying. How did a ghost-type pet beast learn a fighting-type skill? I thought that news was fake..."

"Even though this Treasure Hunting Demon looks a bit malnourished, its strength is way stronger than a normal Treasure Hunting Demon's."

"That doesn't make sense. The news said Qiao Sang's Treasure Hunting Demon had already practiced Tile-Splitting to the peak level when it was still a Treasure Hunting Ghost, and could crush Gao San's. But judging by the force of that Tile-Splitting just now, the proficiency doesn't seem that high."

"What do you know? Who goes all-out from the start? Qiao the Great must have taught the Treasure Hunting Demon about controlling its strength."

"You make a great point!"

"... Tile-Splitting." Liu Qijia could hardly believe his own eyes.

As a beast master contracted to a fighting-type pet beast, he had never believed from the start that Qiao Sang's Treasure Hunting Demon would know the Tile-Splitting skill.

Tile-Splitting requires precise force application; the body's strength must work as one. Whether it's grip strength, wrist strength, the support of all four limbs, or explosive power, all must be trained to a certain level before this skill can possibly be learned.

Ghost-type pet beasts have no muscles; even condensing a physical form relies on energy. Given their physical constitution, it's fundamentally impossible for them to learn fighting-type skills.

But that belief shattered in an instant the moment the Treasure Hunting Demon executed Tile-Splitting just now.

Liu Qijia stared in a daze at the Treasure Hunting Demon celebrating with its short claws raised high, completely failing to notice the Power Monkey beside it that had glanced at him several times.

"Power..."

Seeing its own beast master staring at the little runt beside it and paying it no attention at all, the Power Monkey immediately showed a displeased expression.

"Squeak!"

The teacher serving as referee blew the whistle again.

After the first round of screening, Class 2 Li Jiang's Sand Digging Mouse and Class 8 Zhao Fangrui's Water Ring Carp were eliminated. Of the remaining eleven competing pet beasts, all were muscular fighting-type pet beasts except Little Xunbao.

"Treasure Hunting Demon! Go for it!"

"Treasure Hunting Demon! I love you!"

"Class 1, go! Qiao Sang, go! Treasure Hunting Demon, go!"

"Yaya! Yaya!"

"Power..."

Hearing all the cheers around it directed at the little runt, the Power Monkey snorted two puffs of hot air from its nostrils, its expression turning serious. It looked at the tiles placed before it as if they were sworn enemies and brought a palm down in a slash.

"Bang!" The tiles shattered at the sound.

"Power!" The Power Monkey raised its arm in celebration and cheered.

Just as it was preparing to receive the crowd's cheers, a string of voices invaded its ears.

"The Treasure Hunting Demon is amazing!"

"Goodness, look at the Treasure Hunting Demon, splitting tiles so easily."

"That was splitting 15 tiles just now, right? The Treasure Hunting Demon doesn't look like it's under any pressure at all. Awesome."

"Treasure Hunting Demon is mighty!"

"Yaya!"

"Power!"

Seeing that not a single person noticed it, the Power Monkey immediately turned its head and puffed up angrily, barking at Little Xunbao.

"Xun?"

Little Xunbao, who was happily celebrating, blinked innocently.

"Power!"

The Power Monkey showed an angry expression, telling Little Xunbao not to get too pleased with itself—first place was its.

"Xun."

Little Xunbao picked up on the other's hostility and showed a suddenly enlightened expression. It calmly and evenly patted the Power Monkey's shoulder in comfort.

Don't be angry, I'll give you first place next time. This time's first place can only be its.

"Power!!" The Power Monkey went completely berserk.

The next several rounds of bare-handed tile-splitting were almost entirely a performance by Little Xunbao and the Power Monkey.

In the third round, when the tiles increased to 20, several competing pet beasts were eliminated one after another. By the fifth round, only Little Xunbao and the Power Monkey remained.

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Now it was already the eighth round.

The tiles had increased to 35.

"Power!" The Power Monkey was on a tile-splitting high, its emotions at an extreme peak.

"Xun..."

Little Xunbao, on the other hand, hesitated as it looked at the stack of tiles in front of it that was almost taller than itself.

It had never split this many tiles in one go before. Could it do it...

"Xun..."

Little Xunbao unconsciously looked toward its own beast master.

Qiao Sang noticed Little Xunbao looking over and immediately shouted loudly: "Keep going! You're only one step away from the Golden Glove!"

After saying that, she paused and loudly corrected herself: "Just one step away from the pure gold glove!"

"Xun!"

Little Xunbao's gaze instantly hardened, its fighting spirit reignited.

Liu Qijia: "......"

He felt a bit choked. Hearing Qiao Sang's shout and the Treasure Seeker's change in attitude, how could he not understand.

So the gold glove was used to motivate the Treasure Seeker.

If the Treasure Seeker really won because of the gold glove, wouldn't he be the biggest sucker in the world......

"Dali! Hang in there!" Liu Qijia shouted loudly.

"Yongli......" The emotionally surging Yongli Monkey heard its own beast master's voice and froze for a moment, unable to hold back tears of gratitude.

It had finally been noticed!

"Xiu!"

At this moment, the whistle sounded.

"Xun!"

"Yongli!"

At the same moment, Little Xunbao and Yongli Monkey gathered the energy within their bodies, concentrating all their power into their claws.

This time, Little Xunbao switched to its left claw.

"Peng!"

The tiles shattered all over the ground.

The teacher serving as referee stepped forward to inspect, carefully pushing aside the remaining tile fragments on top, then lowered his head to record and announced: "Treasure Seeker, 35 tiles. Yongli Monkey, 34 tiles."

"Xun?" Little Xunbao blinked, momentarily unable to process who had won.

Qiao Sang ran over and scooped Little Xunbao into her arms, excitedly saying: "Little Xunbao! We won!"

Normally, Qiao Sang wouldn't get excited over first place in a sports event. This kind of competition was about participation; winning or losing was just a matter of honor. But when the stakes of victory included a gold glove, it was different.

Was that a gold glove? No, that was naked cash!

"Xun!"

Little Xunbao, hearing that it had won, excitedly nuzzled its beast master's cheek with its head.

The watching classmates burst into cheers.

This bare-handed tile-smashing competition among the first-year high schoolers was both unexpected and not unexpected.

Regardless of how the rumors spread, seeing a Ghost-type pet beast execute a Fighting-type skill in person was definitely a different feeling.

Especially when such a tiny Treasure Seeker stood among a group of muscular Fighting-type pet beasts. People said the Treasure Seeker could win, but in their hearts they always felt it wasn't reliable.

So when it actually won in the end, there was a feeling of surprise mixed with a special kind of excitement.

"Yongli......"

Yongli Monkey drooped its head in dejection.

Liu Qijia walked over, patted its head, and comforted: "You did great. During normal practice you could only smash 32 tiles at most. This time you improved by two."

"Yongli......"

Qiao Sang walked over, watched Liu Qijia comforting Yongli Monkey, and said nothing.

Liu Qijia felt Qiao Sang's intense gaze, scratched his hair, and asked: "What size gold glove do you want?"

Qiao Sang smiled and held out her own hand, saying: "One about my size will do."

"Xun?!" Little Xunbao's eyes went wide.

Wasn't the gold glove for it?!

Qiao Sang glanced at Little Xunbao's paw, which wasn't even half the size of her palm, and said matter-of-factly: "I don't want anyone else to buy your gold glove. I want to buy it for you myself."

"Xun~"

Little Xunbao happily nuzzled its beast master's cheek with its head.

Liu Qijia: "......"

After Liu Qijia left, Qiao Sang headed toward the 400-meter hurdles sprint event.

She hadn't taken two steps when a familiar voice came from behind: "Qiao Sang, congratulations."

Qiao Sang turned to look.

It was Seeing Shi Gaofeng.