Chapter 98

Two crickets charged at each other.

Su Jing's cricket was clearly much faster, darting like lightning to the side of Liu Lao's cricket. Then, it bit the base of the other cricket's wing and yanked hard, tearing it off with a crisp sound, splitting it into two halves.

"Hisss!"

Including Liu Lao and Xue Zonghong, everyone in the room drew a sharp breath.

This happened so quickly that no one could react. While cricket fights can be brutal, they rarely reach this level of savagery. Tearing off a wing in an instant—what was the point? How could the other cricket even raise its wings to chirp now?

Liu Lao's cricket, which was originally very fierce, immediately wilted after losing a wing, turning to flee in panic.

Su Jing's cricket raised its wings and chirped, exuding a dominant aura, while Liu Lao's cricket cowered in the corner.

In this situation, Liu Lao had effectively lost half the match. Liu Lao tried to provoke his cricket with a blade of grass, but after a while, the cricket only managed to muster a bit of fighting spirit. When they fought again, it was immediately torn another wing off, and it cowered in the corner, refusing to come forward, thus losing the match.

Xue Zonghong lowered the gate to separate the two crickets. Both sides tried to provoke their crickets with grass again. If Liu Lao's cricket still had fighting spirit, theoretically, it could still turn the tide. Unfortunately, no matter how Liu Lao provoked it, the cricket remained cowering in the corner, completely defeated.

Thus, Liu Lao lost the entire match.

Everyone was dumbfounded. This result far exceeded their expectations. Liu Lao losing was already unimaginable, let alone losing so thoroughly, almost being defeated in a few moves.

"How much does your cricket weigh?" Liu Lao clearly wasn't satisfied, thinking Su Jing's cricket might actually be over 42 grams, as it's hard to tell with the naked eye, and it looks much larger when the wings are raised.

"I really don't know; I haven't weighed it." Su Jing shrugged.

"I lost this round, but I will keep my promise and introduce you to a buyer. How about we have another match with a 42-gram cricket?" Liu Lao said.

"Sure, but you should be prepared. My cricket doesn't hold back." Su Jing said, not worried about his cricket losing, but concerned that Liu Lao might get angry after losing two crickets, which could damage their relationship.

"You brat, who knows who will win." Liu Lao, with a strong competitive spirit, took out his largest cricket and placed it in the arena.

The match proceeded as before. This time, Su Jing's cricket quickly darted behind Liu Lao's cricket, biting its thigh and tearing it off with a swift, precise, and ruthless move. It was like a tiger hunting a sheep rather than two crickets fighting.

Liu Lao's cricket was relatively resilient and didn't immediately give up, but it was only struggling helplessly. Each time Su Jing's cricket charged, it lost a part of its body. After a few bites, it was severely damaged, and the match ended with Liu Lao's cricket losing its fighting spirit.

Cricket fights are not like dog fights, where they must fight to the death. Although the process can be brutal, they usually end with the defeated cricket fleeing or withdrawing from the match, rarely ending in death.

"This cricket is too strong." The bald middle-aged man was shocked. Although he wasn't very knowledgeable, he knew that such a dominant fight was extremely rare, especially against Liu Lao's cricket.

"Kid, I lost. I'll buy this cricket for ten thousand yuan, as I promised." Liu Lao, now convinced of his loss, didn't show any disappointment. Instead, his eyes sparkled as he pointed at Su Jing's cricket.

"Hehe, I said no forced buying or selling." Su Jing said deliberately.

"This isn't forced buying or selling; I want to buy it. Please sell it to me. How about fifteen thousand?" Liu Lao said excitedly.

"I was just joking. I said ten thousand, so it's ten thousand." Su Jing didn't want the extra five thousand. Compared to the five thousand, maintaining a good relationship with Liu Lao was more valuable. Although Liu Lao had to introduce a buyer according to the bet, whether he would do it wholeheartedly depended on Liu Lao.

"Ha ha, thank you, kid." Liu Lao was very happy, immediately transferring ten thousand yuan to Su Jing and, as if afraid Su Jing would change his mind, said, "So this cricket is mine now?"

"Of course." Su Jing nodded.

"What's its name?" Liu Lao said, putting the cricket in a jar.

"Let me see... It's called Xiao Ba." Su Jing glanced at the box and said.

Liu Lao, Xue Zonghong, and the others also looked at the box and were speechless. Each slot in the box was numbered from 1 to 100, and the empty slot was number 8. What kind of name was that? It was just a number.

"Are the others as strong?" Liu Lao asked, somewhat disbelieving.

"Yes, perhaps even stronger." Su Jing nodded.

"I'll buy two more." Liu Lao thought for a moment and then picked two of different sizes, just in case. Not only him, but the bald middle-aged man also bought two, even though he hadn't fought crickets much before. Seeing such powerful crickets, he couldn't help but feel excited, fearing he might miss this opportunity and never be able to buy them again. This way, Su Jing made another fifty thousand yuan from selling crickets.

"Leave your number, and I'll introduce people to you." Liu Lao said.

"I'll give you my friend's number. You can contact him." Su Jing naturally gave Peng Ming's number. He didn't want to be bothered with these trivial matters and had agreed to work with Peng Ming. If he managed all the sales himself, it wouldn't be a real partnership. The sale of these five crickets was a special case.

"Huh, isn't this Peng Ming's phone number?" Liu Lao suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"You know Peng Ming?" Su Jing was taken aback.

"Of course. Last time, his crickets dominated the competition, sweeping through all opponents... Wait, could his cricket also be from you?" Liu Lao suddenly realized the key point.

"You guessed right, Liu Lao." Su Jing nodded.

"No wonder, no wonder." Liu Lao was relieved, thinking that all the super-strong crickets came from this young man. He wondered how the young man had raised them.

"Kid, let's keep in touch." Liu Lao said politely.

"Sure." Su Jing shook hands with Liu Lao.

Xue Zonghong, Liu Lao, and the others didn't stay long, chatting for a bit before leaving together.

Seeing how well the rohan fish and crickets sold, Su Jing increased his efforts in raising them. He planned to raise fifty rohan fish, gradually screening them as they grew. He could sell the slightly inferior ones and ultimately keep only the top-tier ones. For the crickets, he stopped feeding them more leaves and instead bought another hundred to raise. He had a feeling that the demand would soon exceed the supply.

(ps: I'll update another chapter at midnight. This is the third chapter today. I need your support.)