Ah Huang's continuous attacks were swift yet steady; his strong frame seemed to possess a world-destroying power.
The Dogo Argentino clearly hadn't anticipated Ah Huang's attack coming so quickly, and it had to abandon its counterattack and continue to use its agility to dodge to the side.
He was a seasoned veteran, knowing that one should not attack rashly when there is no opportunity. Impatience and rashness will only lead to one's own downfall. This is not a game; it is a war of life and death.
Ah Huang is a novice, but it has a good fighting spirit.
Countless chases with wild boars taught it that nothing can be accomplished overnight. It possessed immense patience and immense physical strength to support it. If its opponent dodged, it would continue to attack, and eventually, the wild boar would be unable to evade it.
A tug-of-war ensued, with players dodging and attacking simultaneously. Although the pace was fast, the lack of direct combat made the scene somewhat dull.
Zhang Yang's expression turned somewhat grim. He had originally thought that Shaq would win quickly, but Central Asia's Ah Huang performed better than anyone expected, even taking the initiative on the field.
Although Zhang Yang believed that Central Asia would soon be defeated due to exhaustion, the current situation still made him feel embarrassed.
You have to understand that Shaq is no ordinary dog. He is strong enough to challenge for the title of Dog King in Tanzhou Dog Farm. If it weren't for Xu Shao's invitation, he wouldn't have been willing to take him out to hunt pigs.
Xu Shao, however, seemed to have taken a liking to it, watching the Central Asian forces that were continuing their attack with great interest, nodding from time to time.
Wang Feng, however, still wore a disdainful expression...
All they do is blindly attack; with such a large size, how quickly will their stamina be depleted?
When I run out of energy, I'll be like fish on a chopping board, completely at Shaq's mercy...
That stupid dog, it's just a stupid dog, how could it hunt pigs?
Chen Chongshan's expression softened slightly. He didn't know much about dog fighting, but the scene seemed better than he had expected.
He thought Ah Huang, who had never fought before, wouldn't know how to handle the situation, but now it seems that the fighting skills from the mountains and forests can be applied to the dogfighting arena.
The saying goes, "If you understand one method, you understand all methods," so my worries are somewhat unnecessary.
Besides, Ah Huang wasn't completely without fighting experience; didn't he often play and frolic with the village dogs when he was a kid?
The battle continued, and Ah Huang's every pounce was steady, powerful, and methodical.
In every battle in the mountains and forests, when facing various wild beasts, it was always full of confidence and composure. Now, facing an opponent smaller than itself, it was naturally fearless.
Although the opponents seemed to be much stronger than those clumsy wild boars, Ah Huang still believed that victory was only a matter of time.
Shak's dodging is also highly skillful, a skill it has acquired through countless battles. Although Ah Huang's pounce is extremely threatening, it never doubts the power contained within Ah Huang's streamlined body.
But this scene did not alarm Shak; in fact, it was secretly delighted. It had encountered countless large creatures before, such as the Caucasus, which weighed twice as much as it, and the equally formidable Central Asian. It had always used such dodging to wear down its opponents' stamina.
Wait until the opponent is exhausted before launching an attack, and then deliver a fatal blow.
However, contrary to expectations, this tug-of-war lasted for nearly seven or eight minutes, and Ah Huang's attack speed still did not decrease.
Its attacks were still full of power, which made Shak start to panic. It was a Dogo Argentino, not a Pit Bull. Although it was slightly smaller than a Central Asian dog, it was still a large breed. The seven or eight minutes of fighting, even just dodging, had exhausted a lot of its stamina.
It began to examine this unconventional opponent and realized that it had to make changes. If it continued to dodge, it would likely remain the one being suppressed.
In the midst of battle, one must also know when to adapt to changing circumstances.
Shaq consciously created some distance when Ah Huang pounced again, and then, as Ah Huang prepared to attack once more, Shaq suddenly raised his neck and, no longer dodging, bit at Ah Huang's neck.
Below the neck is the throat, a fatal spot. As long as this strike achieves its purpose, it doesn't matter if I'm tackled to the ground.
In that instant, Ah Huang was somewhat surprised. This guy had been dodging very well, so why was he suddenly so eager to attack?
However, as surprising as it may seem, Ah Huang, while not exactly an excellent fighting dog, is a very good hunter.
It never misses any opportunity left by its prey. While Shaq's sudden attack was unexpected, it also exposed a large number of defensive vulnerabilities.
Ah Huang stopped its attack, dodged to the side, lowered its front legs to avoid Shak's bloody mouth, and then quickly bit the exposed part of Dogo Shak's neck under its raised head.
Sharp teeth pierced Shaq's flesh in an instant, and then with a sudden jerk of the shoulder, Shaq's nearly 100-pound body was thrown to the ground. Then, a powerful bite force began to frantically press down on Shaq's throat.
Shak tried to fight back, but Ah Huang's massive body quickly pressed down on it, leaving it unable to get up or retaliate. Even breathing became difficult...
"pretty!"
It's a long story, but the battle changed dramatically in the blink of an eye. Ah Huang's sudden victory made Xu Shao shout "Good!", while Zhang Yang and Wang Feng's expressions turned rather grim.
"Xiao Chen, the outcome is decided, let's divide the dogs."
Xu Shao said with a smile, and then, with Zhang Yang's help, Chen Chongshan pulled Ah Huang back.
Having regained his freedom, Shaq began to roar at Ah Huang relentlessly again, but Ah Huang seemed to have lost interest in this opponent and quietly stayed by Chen Chongshan's side.
Ah Huang's victory not only surprised Zhang Yang and Wang Feng, but also Chen Chongshan.
He had never doubted Ah Huang's strength, but Ah Huang had never fought in a dogfight before, while his opponent was a regular winner in the dogfighting arena. He thought it would be good enough if they fought to a draw, but he never expected that Ah Huang would achieve an overwhelming victory.
He let out a deep sigh of relief, and his mood lightened.
"Little Chen, Ah Huang is a good dog," Xu Shao said with a smile, looking at Chen Chongshan.
“Yes, we can’t live without Ah Huang,” Chen Chongshan nodded and replied calmly.
Xu Shao didn't pay attention to Chen Chongshan's words. After glancing at Ah Huang a few times, he said, "Now I completely believe that Ah Huang is an excellent hunting dog. Everyone, get ready and go into the mountains as soon as possible."
"Um."
Chen Chongshan nodded and led Ah Huang back to the motorcycle outside the gate, while Xu Shao and Zhang Yang went into the yard to get their vehicles.
The group consisted of five people and two vehicles: a Toyota Prado driven by Xu Shao and a Ford Raptor driven by Wang Feng, with the back of the vehicle used to transport the dogs.
After loading the three Dogo Argentinos onto the pickup truck bed, Zhang Yang looked at Xu Shao with some puzzlement and asked, "Jiaming, why do I feel like you know that Central Asian dog can win?"
“Yes, Young Master Xu, I feel the same way,” Wang Feng said, turning around.
"I don't know if Central Asia can win, but I absolutely believe that this Central Asia has the strength to fight."
Xu Jiaming chuckled and said, "You've been playing with dogs for so long, and besides superficial things like tail docking and ear cropping, haven't you ever really observed them carefully?"
"His shoulder height is over 80 centimeters, his weight is likely over 75 kilograms, his figure is very well-proportioned, especially his large frame, his muscles are very streamlined, and you can hardly see any excess fat."
Such a strong and robust dog must either be regularly trained and have extensive fighting experience, or it must exercise a lot. Since that young Chen said he'd never fought a dog, this guy must have been trained in the mountains.
"So at first I was a little skeptical, but I also felt there was some truth to it."
Young Master Xu replied with a smile.
"Young Master Xu is indeed the number one dog lover in Tanzhou."
After listening, Wang Feng nodded repeatedly, and finally smiled and flattered him.
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