"I'll do it!"

In the crowd, Ying Jianxian walked out unhurriedly, still holding the ceramic jar in his arms, which contained his baby cricket "Sky Wolf!" ”

He held the jar with both hands, his eyes were unwavering, and he walked cautiously onto the stage.

If the second person is Ying Jianxian, then the bustard hopes that he will draw a sunspot and fight against Qian Shaocheng, but Li Feibai hopes that he will draw a white.

Putting his hands behind his back, a thug in the drunken red mansion quietly replaced the white son in the old bustard's hand with a black one.

Everyone's eyes were all focused on Ying Jianxian, and they didn't see her action, but they didn't hide Li Feibai's eyes.

"Left or right?" The bustard asked.

"Right." Ying Jianxian said indifferently.

The old bustard faced himself with his palm, opened his palm and glanced at it, and said loudly: "It's also a sunspot!" ”

When she was about to show everyone the chess pieces that Ying Jianxian had drawn, Li Feibai rushed to the stage.

"Wait!"

He and Lin Tianchong were dressed in disguise, but the bustard didn't recognize who he was.

"Who are you?" The bustard asked.

"Mother, I just saw that your hand seems to be holding a white child, are you mistaken?" Li Feibai didn't answer his question, and said directly.

The old bustard's eyes were panicked, and he said in his mouth: "I will be wrong about the chess pieces I hold in my hand?" Where did the hairy boy come from, come and pull her down. ”

Several thugs came forward and were about to pull Li Feibai down, but Lin Tianchong secretly stored his strength on the side, ready to protect Li Feibai at any time.

"I don't believe it, let me see."

Li Feibai ignored it and broke the old bustard's hand.

However, it was not Ying Jianxian's right hand that he broke open, but the old bustard's left hand.

The old bustard was defenseless, she didn't expect the person in front of her to be so reckless, and he actually broke his hand directly.

"Look, your left hand is a sunspot, is it not possible that you are holding a sunspot in your right hand?"

When the people in the audience saw this, the smart ones already knew what was going on, but the stupid ones really thought that the bustard had seen it wrong.

Suddenly, boos erupted.

The trick was exposed, the old bustard's face turned red, and he sneered: "Yes, yes, I was wrong, Young Master Ying drew it was indeed Baizi." ”

Smiling and bowing his hand, Li Feibai jumped off the stage.

Seeing this smile, the old bustard was terrified, and he always felt that his face was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

In this way, Qian Shaocheng is a black man, and he should see Xian Baizi, as for who they are fighting against, it doesn't matter to Li Feibai.

But the old bustard was not happy, Zhao Qiancheng drew Baizi, and the battle against Ying Jianxian, that is to say, Qian Shaocheng and Zhou Li met in the semifinals.

The careful calculation was ruined, and the old bustard was depressed, and couldn't help but look at Li Feibai in the field.

But the situation has been decided, and the bustard does not dare to say anything in front of everyone.

"After the draw is completed, Ying Jianxian and Zhao Qiancheng will take the lead in the battle."

Hearing this, everyone's emotions rose again, and you pushed me and squeezed, trying to find the best position to watch the game.

Fighting against the two, they were all expressionless, and the corners of Zhao Qiancheng's eyes were always lowered, giving people a cold sense of coercion.

"Mr. Bai, this person is so good, I can't even see how high or low his cultivation is." Lin Tianchong whispered to Li Feibai.

"Oh?" Li Feibai glanced at Zhao Qiancheng and continued: "It's okay, as long as you should see that you can win." ”

Bafang Dragon Elephant Table, a ceramic jar is placed in the center, and both of them take out the crickets from their own jars and put them in the bucket jar.

Seeing Ying Jianxian's cricket, Zhou Li, who had not yet participated in the competition at this time, gasped.

"I didn't expect Brother Ying's crickets to be so superb! Don't look at it, the winner is already decided. ”

Hearing this, Qian Shaocheng immediately scolded: "Don't make a fool of yourself here, you can talk about it, who wins and who loses?" ”

"Naturally, Brother Ying won."

"Why?" Qian Shaocheng asked.

"Everyone looks at Brother Ying's cricket, the top of the head is shiny and shiny, the head is high and round, as protruding as the forehead of the birthday star, and the two eyes are born in a high position, this is called "persimmon head", also called "Bodhi head", which is the top grade of cricket. On the other hand, this Brother Zhao's cricket, with a pointed cerebellum, is obviously slightly inferior to the opposite, and looking at its tentacles, it is not straight, and it seems to have a tendency to roll up, indicating that it has exhausted its strength, so I say that the winner has been divided. ”

After saying this, Zhou Li looked up at Qian Shaocheng, as if to say: When it comes to fighting crickets, I am much more professional than you.

Hearing his analysis, Ying Jianxian rarely showed a slight surprise on his face, obviously he didn't expect that there were such knowledgeable people in the field.

And Zhao Qiancheng was still expressionless, and he didn't raise his head.

Li Feibai also nodded secretly, this week's etiquette analysis is the first to go, it seems that it should be seen that Xian is stable in the finals.

It's game on!

At first, Zhao Qiancheng's crickets could still be on par with Ying Jianxian's fight, but it was obviously just a blow, and then it declined, and then it was exhausted.

In less than half a stick of incense, his crickets had stopped making a sound and hid in the corner, while Ying Jianxian's "heavenly wolf" was still "clucking".

The victory and defeat have been divided, and it is as good as Zhou Li said.

"Wow!" In the crowd, a burst of coaxing erupted, and they all cast envious glances at Ying Jianxian.

As long as he wins one more game, he will be able to see Xu Qianqian!

And Zhao Tiancheng, without saying a word, put the defeated crickets into the porcelain jar, pushed aside the crowd, and quickly left the drunken red mansion.

It seems that he is only here to accomplish some kind of task, not to fight crickets.

"In the first game of the semifinals, the son of Xianying should win." The bustard announced loudly, causing a sparse round of applause from the audience.

After all, in this semi-final, the situation was one-sided, and it was not as exciting as everyone imagined.

"In the second game of the semifinals, Qian Shaocheng, the son of the Ministry of Officials, will face Zhou Li, the son of the Ministry of Households!"

The bustard deliberately reported the life experiences of the two in order to attract the most attention.

"Good!" The audience applauded.

"Bang"

Two porcelain jars were placed on the Bafang Dragon Elephant Table, and the two glared angrily.

"It seems that I am right, you and I are destined to win and lose in advance." Zhou Li said quite confidently.

"Don't talk nonsense, Lao Tzu will destroy you, and then destroy that what should be seen, Qianqian is what I have in my pocket."

"That's up to my crickets to say yes."

After speaking, Ying Jianxian opened the porcelain jar in his hand, a purple cherry-colored cricket, jumped suddenly and jumped into the bucket jar.

The color is rare, the teeth are golden, and the top grade! Ying Jianxian analyzed in his heart.

Not to be outdone, Qian Shaocheng drove the crickets in his hand into the bucket jar.

His crickets were all blue and gold, and his legs were thick and strong, and when he entered the bucket jar, he immediately raised his eyebrows and glared.

The color is blue gold, the shape is full, the tentacles are long and thick, and it is good! It's just that...... The teeth turned out to be only brown, not of the highest quality, alas, alas.

Ying Jianxian secretly said in his heart, it seems that my ultimate opponent is this Zhou Li.