While the aunt holding the Schnauzer was still chatting with Li Su'er, gasps of surprise suddenly rang out from the audience.
"Holy crap, what just happened?"
"Is this dog a cheetah in disguise, the king of sprinting?!"
"This is too fast, it's unbelievable."
The aunt holding the Schnauzer turned her head around, looking somewhat bewildered.
"What's wrong? Someone tell me, I didn't see anything, what are you talking about?"
At this moment, the lucky one ran back and calmly squatted down at Li Su'er's feet, but everyone's eyes were focused on the lucky one.
The speed of the lucky guy just now was truly amazing; he was like a silver lightning bolt. Before anyone could even exclaim in surprise, he had already finished running.
The referee holding the stopwatch paused for a moment before pressing the stop button. This pause took at least a fraction of a second, but even so, the number on his stopwatch was still 6.01.
That speed is unbeatable! The referee is certain that if he were to press the button, the speed of the lucky player could reach more than 5 seconds, which is at least 70 speed, even faster than a Greyhound!
"Your Majesty, be more low-key next time," Chen Yang said to Your Majesty, but Your Majesty clearly didn't understand.
Chen Yang didn't know how to explain it to Ou Huang. With Ou Huang's intelligence, he was capable of restraint, but if he couldn't understand, Chen Yang had no way to resolve it.
"I'll take care of it for the other parts later. I'll carry it myself, otherwise it would be too shocking," Chen Yang said.
The ability of the lucky dog is on the same level as Chen Yang's among humans—one can wipe out a whole group in an instant. If it is displayed too much, it will bring trouble.
"Young man, they just said your dog runs really fast, even faster than my Huahua. That's amazing!" The auntie started chatting again.
She didn't witness what just happened, so she only knew that the lucky one was fast, but she didn't know exactly how fast he was. In her eyes, he was probably only a little faster than her own Hua Hua.
The subsequent obstacle course, jumping across the broken bridge, stair sprint, and high jump were all done by Chen Yang with Ou Huang, so that he could use the movements to make Ou Huang understand.
Although the European champion's performance wasn't as earth-shattering, it was still outstanding. He was top-notch in every event, attracting frequent attention from everyone.
"What breed is this dog? It's amazing! It looks majestic, and its stamina, speed, and strength are all great. It also seems intelligent. I really want one."
"A dog just needs to be cute, what's the use of these? Are you disgusted with our husky?"
"No, darling, how could I possibly dislike it?"
There are many similar conversations, and some people speculate that the European Emperor may have wolf blood. Although he looks more like a dog and his bark is a real dog bark, the possibility of having wolf blood cannot be ruled out.
“I think this dog has the look of a Siberian wolf, and it’s also a large breed. Do you think it’s a Siberian wolf and a Samoyed mix?”
"I don't think so. It might be a mix of Old English Sheepdogs."
The people in the stands were discussing it enthusiastically, and some curious people asked Chen Yang directly, but Chen Yang still brushed it off by saying "Chinese grassland dog".
He didn't know that because of his casual remark, the Chinese Grassland Dog had actually become a highly sought-after breed.
As for what kind of dogs those Taobao sellers are selling, that's hard to say. Anyway, Taobao sellers are omnipotent; there's nothing they can't do if you can imagine it.
"Alright, all our events are over. A total of 52 dogs have advanced to the second competition. Our highly anticipated second competition is about to begin."
With the host's voice, the first elimination round finally came to an end. It was already afternoon, and the second match definitely needed to be decided quickly, otherwise, by dinner time, there would be far fewer viewers.
“Our second match is so much fun, I’d love to participate myself.”
The host, feigning mystery, announced, just as everyone was about to urge him on, that it was "A Battle of Cute Balls!"
"There will be fifty-two small rubber balls in the center of the football field. The owners will be positioned inside the two goals of the football field, and the dogs' job is to fetch the balls to the opposite goal."
"That's right, it's the opposite goal, not the goal where the owner is. At this point, it's not just about teamwork anymore. Only the first twenty dogs to score can advance to the next round."
Pet dogs usually fetch the ball to their owners, which is how they usually play with the ball. But in this game, the organizers are doing the opposite, making the pet dogs fetch the ball to the other side. This definitely tests the dogs' intelligence and whether their training has been adequate.
As the organizers watched all this with smiles, Chen Yang noticed that a few people were huddled together, calm and composed, showing no surprise whatsoever compared to the other contestants.
They chatted and laughed, glancing at the other contestants from time to time, looking confident and composed.
They already knew the details of the match.
Chen Yang guessed it instantly.
As long as you know the competition details in advance, you can do targeted training, and a day is enough for the dog to understand the rules.
It seems there was some behind-the-scenes manipulation in this match.
Chen Yang never expected that someone would cheat in a pet dog competition; it's true that there are all sorts of birds in a big forest.
Just as he was still feeling sentimental, two people suddenly walked over from the group, heading straight for Chen Yang with a clear objective.
"How much does it cost to breed your dog?" the other party asked bluntly, with an unquestionable tone.
“My dog is not fit to be bred,” Chen Yang replied calmly.
The other person frowned and said, "I specialize in training pet dogs. We have the best pet dogs in the area. You can choose any puppy you want."
“I said, my dog is not worthy of breeding,” Chen Yang said with a smile.
At this moment, other people also came over, and some of the contestants noticed this side as well.
"You'll regret this. Don't think your dog is so great. I've trained many dogs that are much better than it," the other person sneered.
"oh."
A simple "oh" almost made the man explode with anger, but he held back. He would show his opponent the difference in skill during the match.
However, one of the pit bulls he brought seemed to sense its master's anger and barked at Chen Yang.
The European Emperor turned his head, took a few steps forward, and let out a low growl. He stared at the other party with a cold gaze.
The ferocious pit bull actually took two steps back in fear, whimpered, and lowered its head.
Everyone around witnessed this scene, and the difference in skill was immediately apparent.
The pit bull's owner's face instantly turned ugly, but he couldn't show it in front of everyone, so he had no choice but to leave with his pit bull, which had already given in.
However, his companions were incredibly enthusiastic. They knew this pit bull and how domineering it was in front of other dogs, but today it was acting so cowardly.
This only proves that this dog is much more capable than a pit bull.
"We must get this dog," they all resolved.
If they win by a landslide in the upcoming match, the dog owner should understand the difference in skill level, and then everything will be negotiable.
(End of this chapter)
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