Chapter 203 Little girl, go home, or I'll beat you until you cry.



Sun Wuji immediately changed his tune: "Wow! That's something! Nice crash!"

The second person who disagreed was a fat middle-aged man.

His cricket is called Iron Shell.

It's round and plump, with a thick and shiny shell; it looks tough and durable.

"My iron shell is famously tough! Little girl, watch out, your cricket might break its teeth!" the chubby uncle said confidently.

Sure enough, right at the start, Black Whirlwind rushed up and took a few bites.

The iron shell remained unmoved and instead seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack.

Two crickets were wrestling.

Black Whirlwind's attacks felt like mere tickles.

"It seems this game is in jeopardy," Sun Wuji began to predict the worst again. "Everything has its counter!"

Yan Ning was also getting a little anxious, and whispered to herself as she leaned over the edge of the vat:

"Black Whirlwind! Don't fight head-on! Find an opportunity!"

The black whirlwind seemed to have truly heard its master's words, and suddenly stopped fighting to the death.

Instead, it began to circle around the metal shell, occasionally peeking out to provoke it.

Frustrated by being tangled up, the metal shell kept turning around, its movements appearing clumsy.

Just as it slowly turned around, revealing the gap on its side.

The Black Whirlwind has moved!

Swift as lightning, it bit precisely at the relatively weak joint of the metal shell!

The metal shell, in pain, struggled violently, but couldn't shake off the metal shell.

The standoff lasted for about ten seconds.

Iron Shell was the first to loosen its fangs and succumb to defeat.

"Smart!" Xie Huaiye couldn't help but mutter a word of praise.

Yan Ning jumped up with joy: "Yay! I knew you could do it!"

After winning two games in a row, the atmosphere became even more heated.

The third man who came up had a cold expression.

The cricket he released was completely black, with its legs almost invisible; it was called Ghost Shadow.

The cricket was unusually quiet, lying almost motionless at the bottom of the jar.

"The third match begins!"

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