Chapter 33

When Zhao Zilong finished, everyone had the same thought in their minds.

In terms of size and combat power, they were not in the same league, and now they had even lost their terrain advantage. What hope was there left?

Moreover, the speed of the short-paddle crab was so fast that it was hard to fathom. Even the saw-edged blue crab, known as the strongest fighting crab, would be severely injured or even die if bitten by its pincers.

What about a small crab?

Annie's heart leaped to her throat, and she tightly gripped Lei Xihuan's arm, so nervous that her nails dug into Lei Xihuan's flesh.

Lei Xihuan was in such pain that tears almost welled up in his eyes...

But at that moment, the situation in the fighting box suddenly changed.

Just as the short-paddle crab was about to hit Zhao Zilong, Zhao Zilong nimbly moved to the side.

If the short-paddle crab's pincers were lightning, then Zhao Zilong was a gentle breeze.

No matter how fast and sharp the lightning, it could not strike the breeze.

With such a nimble move, Zhao Zilong managed to avoid the fatal blow.

Then, his counterattack began.

His pincers swept lightly...

Half of the short-paddle crab's leg fell to the sand...

Heaven, how could this happen?

Everyone thought Zhao Zilong was at a disadvantage, but who would have thought that this was a trap he had set.

The short-paddle crab, with its high vantage point, was supposed to deliver a fatal blow, but it, along with all the spectators, overlooked a very important issue:

Zhao Zilong's size!

Zhao Zilong weighed only six to seven ounces, far below the short-paddle crab's level. However, at this moment, he utilized his smaller size to his advantage, being more agile and nimble.

The short-paddle crab, being larger, found it difficult to adjust its body after a full-force attack. When Zhao Zilong disappeared from its sight, it could not react in such a short time.

Thus, it lost half of its leg...

What was even more remarkable was that after a successful hit, Zhao Zilong did not pursue the victory but quickly moved to a place where the short-paddle crab could not reach him, repositioning himself in a defensive stance.

He knew that even with half a leg bitten off, the short-paddle crab still had strong combat power. A direct confrontation might not guarantee his victory.

Indeed, the injured short-paddle crab's pincers were swinging wildly, but it had lost its target.

Fighting crabs are not creatures that can maintain their combat power for a long time. Once they engage in a fight, the outcome is often decided in a very short period.

The more than ten minutes of confrontation had already greatly drained the short-paddle crab's energy, and its current injury made its pincers move more slowly.

Shi Jianghao watched with a heavy heart.

He had hoped to win the championship with this short-paddle crab, but now it was already injured. Losing just half a leg was a significant blow to a fighting crab.

The championship had become a mere dream.

In contrast, Zhao Zilong, who had been in a defensive position, had not expended much energy.

The short-paddle crab's body was not particularly stable, and it seemed to have developed a slight fear of Zhao Zilong, taking a step back.

But Zhao Zilong began to take the initiative!

Zhao Zilong, who had been in a defensive position, started to attack!

His speed was not particularly fast, but it was very steady, unhurried, and he gradually approached the short-paddle crab.

Very slowly, but getting closer and closer to the short-paddle crab.

When he reached a certain distance, Zhao Zilong stopped and began to carefully observe the short-paddle crab.

The injured short-paddle crab had a balance problem, though it was not visible to the human eye.

But Zhao Zilong, relying on his animal instincts, could sense it.

The short-paddle crab's attack was like lightning, but now Zhao Zilong had become a true bolt of lightning.

Zhao Zilong began to sprint.

The short-paddle crab's pincers swung wildly.

But Zhao Zilong continuously attacked the injured side of the short-paddle crab, putting the already exhausted short-paddle crab in a very passive position.

Zhao Zilong's attack speed increased.

Just as the short-paddle crab was struggling to defend its injured side, Zhao Zilong suddenly changed direction:

Right side—attack!

The sudden change in attack direction left the short-paddle crab defenseless.

Another leg fell to the sand, and this time it was a complete leg.

Zhao Zilong did not continue his attack.

He stopped not far from the short-paddle crab, waving his pincers.

This action seemed to be telling his enemy that this was his territory, declaring his sovereignty over the area.

The short-paddle crab stared at him, unwilling to give up.

A full minute passed... Suddenly, the short-paddle crab turned and, with its damaged leg, sluggishly crawled to a corner of the fighting box.

The crowd erupted in cheers.

This was a sign of surrender by the fighting crab!

The short-paddle crab had surrendered!

The mighty short-paddle crab, the wind wheel, had actually been defeated by an ordinary crab!

Heaven, if the previous victory over the fatty crab could be attributed to luck, this time Zhao Zilong had won purely on his own merit.

Speed, strength, agility—Zhao Zilong had it all, and even displayed strategy on the battlefield.

What kind of crab was this?

Shi Jianghao's face was ashen, still unable to believe that the wind wheel, which he had considered the champion crab, had been defeated so miserably.

The cheers grew louder, and Annie's voice was the loudest, almost screaming.

This was a miracle. Regardless of the final outcome, regardless of who the ultimate champion would be, Zhao Zilong—this crab that everyone thought was only good for the dinner table—would become a legendary figure in the world of fighting crabs.

A crab that had defeated both the blue crab and the short-paddle crab!

"What's there to be proud of?" In the cheering crowd, Xu Yanyan sneered, "I don't know where you got your luck."

"Shut up!" Jiang Bin's face was livid.

Xu Yanyan was taken aback and then said resentfully, "Weisen, I was speaking up for you."

Jiang Bin was filled with anger: "I told you to shut up! If you don't, get out!"

When had Xu Yanyan ever been treated like this? Tears welled up in her eyes. According to her usual temper, she would have turned and left, but she didn't dare in front of Jiang Bin.

If she left, who would buy her all those luxury items? Who would give her the money for such a luxurious life?

The subsequent matches seemed mundane to everyone, as all eyes were on Zhao Zilong, waiting to see what other miracles he would create.

Zhao Zilong began to have his own fans, and some even asked Lei Xihuan if he was willing to part with this magical fighting crab.

Part with it? Even if Lei Xihuan agreed, Miss Annie would veto it.

What a joke, this crab... no, the true fighting crab Zhao Zilong, was now Annie's precious treasure.

The matches continued, and one by one, the fighting crabs were eliminated.

When Lei Xihuan's Zhao Zilong, who had been in the spotlight, won again, no one was surprised. It seemed that victory for Zhao Zilong was just a matter of course.

Zhao Zilong advanced to the final.

The entire venue fell silent again.

The final!

Zhao Zilong's greatest opponent was about to appear!

The two-time champion, the crab king who had never been defeated in any match:

The Tyrant!

The Tyrant's strength was so formidable that everyone had seen it with their own eyes. It was a perfect combination of speed and power. In the shortest match, it had defeated its opponent in just six seconds.

Moreover, its long fighting career had made the Tyrant extremely cruel. There were almost no survivors under its attacks.

"Be careful, buddy," Mo Fat, standing next to Lei Xihuan, whispered, "I heard that the Japanese training master Jiang Bin hired has a very unique training method. Others feed their fighting crabs fish and shrimp, but this Japanese trainer feeds the Tyrant a mix of fish, shrimp, and raw beef..."

Lei Xihuan had never heard of such a feeding method.

A middle-aged man appeared, followed by two young men carefully carrying a water tank.

"Mr. Sakai, thank you for your hard work," Jiang Bin hurried over to the middle-aged man, bowing and whispering something to him, gesturing with his hands.

"That's the high-priced training master Jiang Bin hired, Sakai Sanri." Mo Fat was very familiar with these matters: "This person is very famous in the fighting crab world, both in Japan and worldwide. Two years ago, an Italian fighting crab emerged, undefeated in a hundred battles, known as the best in the world. Sakai Sanri went to Italy alone to challenge it. Do you know what he asked for?"

Lei Xihuan shook his head.

"When Sakai Sanri went, he didn't bring a fighting crab. Instead, he asked the opponent to provide one and requested a month to train it." Mo Fat sighed:

"Training a fighting crab usually takes at least three months, but Sakai only needed one month. What's even more incredible is that the crab was provided by the opponent..."

Lei Xihuan could fully understand the difficulty. What if the opponent provided a random crab?

"The Italians, to mock him, provided a very small sea crab." Mo Fat smiled bitterly: "A month later, the match began. Under everyone's watchful eyes, the fighting crab trained by Sakai Sanri for a month won in just one minute."

Lei Xihuan drew a sharp breath.

Heaven, such a person being called a master was certainly well-deserved.

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