But that's okay, let her have a taste of losing her junior sister.

Tong Pala stood opposite Duoduo, looking at Duoduo's expression with sadness.

"It's so tender. My babies will definitely like it."

Duoduo glanced at Yan Qing and when she nodded, she immediately took two steps back.

"I have trypophobia. I don't want to compete with people who play with bugs. I use my rights as the champion to have a truce."

[Hmph, if you don’t dare, don’t dare. What about trypophobia? 】

[They have called a truce before they can make a move. 】

Peter and Umekawa Kuko were furious.

"It's not allowed to use the title of champion so soon."

Zhao Wei immediately responded.

"Mr. Peter, when we first made the rules, we didn't say it couldn't be used so quickly."

On the audience stage, the entourage from other countries were also whispering.

"This little Chinese girl is so cunning. She must have known that she would lose before she called a truce."

"She just wants to face a loser like Denis. Tongpala's witchcraft is very powerful."

Yan Qing's fans heard the quarrel and were stopped by Drinking Qingfeng and others.

"Don't cause trouble to Master, wait until the game is over before arguing."

"Yes, these people are very despicable. It will not be good until the cold knife is used."

Tongpala's face turned green with anger when he heard Duoduo's truce.

"Then compare your words with mine."

Pete was also fanning the flames.

"Yes, you Chinese have an idiom that is to face difficulties in the face of difficulties. You Chinese people don't dare to talk about it, right?"

Zhao Wei grinned, not smiling but smiling.

"Mr. Peter, we in China also have a saying, which is to kill a chicken with a bull's knife. This time we are sending Taoist Master Cassia Mingzi."

Park Chang-hoon from Xibaguo took one look at Cassia and suddenly realized.

"It turns out this is the chicken-killing knife."

Cassia held her nose and came on stage, looking at Tongpala as if she were looking at something dirty.

"Sorry, I have a sensitive nose. Those bugs on your body are so smelly that I just can't bear it."

[It’s too rude, it’s disrespectful to your opponent! 】

[I have now seen the rudeness of China, and it still claims to be a civilized country that treats people politely. 】

[Yes, you are polite to others. The problem is, you are not polite to others yet. 】

Tong Pala angrily opened a basket he was carrying and began to babble.

All kinds of insects crawled out of the basket, among which scorpions, centipedes, and even toads jumped out.

Wumingzi looked at it and shook his head. "No, this man must be sick, even a toad can feed him."

Wuyuzi looked at the stage and expressed that he was also speechless.

Zhuge Duoduo really has trypophobia. Now he is sitting next to Yan Qing, closing his eyes tightly, for fear of seeing something he shouldn't and running to vomit.

The insects were crawling around within the confines of the arena, but they couldn't get close to Cassia Son.

Tong Pala was about to chant Tu Lu, but in the end, it still didn't work.

She took out another leaf, put it to her mouth and blew it. A harsh sound was heard, and the densely packed insects on the ground began to become extremely manic.

The old god Cassia Seed stood there.

"How can you, you insect? If you don't attack me, I will fight back."

This mouth is so arrogant that it makes Tong Pala's mouth blowing leaves so angry that it becomes crooked.

Throwing the leaf on the ground, he took out a knife and made a cut on the palm of his hand. Blood dripped onto the ground.

[This action seems a little familiar. 】

[These insect farmers have to be fed with blood, right? Otherwise they won’t be obedient. 】

[The one who was killed by his own snake before was also fed blood, wasn't he? 】

The insects, stimulated by the blood, crawled desperately towards Cassia's feet, as if there was a transparent obstacle blocking them.

"I'm tired of standing and don't want to play anymore."

Mainly, it was really creepy for him to see so many bugs at his feet.

He took out a writing brush and a piece of yellow paper, held it in his hand and drew a complete fire talisman.

"Shakong, the power of heaven is among them, the strong man of Tianding breaks the monsters, the majestic flames are the first, and the urgency is like the law!"

The flame talisman hit the ground, bursting into flames.

Half of the bugs on the ground were burnt in an instant. Some bugs also make a chirping sound.

The smell of roasting bugs filled the scene...

"Qingfeng, do you have roasted bugs in your hotel? It smells really good."

Qingfeng frowned while drinking, as if...

"There should be. You can ask later."

The blood in Tong Pala's hand was pouring, and he almost fainted from blood loss. Unexpectedly, the insect was burned and starved.

He quickly stopped the bleeding, took out another leaf, and called back the insects that were not dead yet.

The remaining ten insects, with their legs still intact, crawled back into the basket.

The people in Matai felt a little sorry for their wizard and began to curse in the barrage.

[Tong Pala spent so much effort raising these bugs, this Chinese is so disgusting. 】

[That’s right, there are only ten left. I still don’t know how heartbroken Wizard Tongpala is. 】

[Aren’t the Chinese people always like this? They are ruthless and ruthless, and the ninja who caught us refused to admit it. 】

[I’ve already said it, show me the evidence. If you don’t have any evidence, just say shit, you silly dog]

The young people who have to translate while scolding are so busy that they are so busy. Why do they reply so quickly!

Feixun Translation has deep merit and fame...

"What else can I do?"

Cassia watched Tongpala take back the bug, and finally stamped his feet twice, but he was exhausted.

"I surrender."

Tongpala only has the technology to raise insects. Now that the insects are all dead, what else is there to do?

Peter and Umekawa Kuko secretly cursed "trash" and wondered who could join.

Umekawa Kuzi's little eyes rolled around.

"Mr. Pitt, there are many of you, why not send another one out to try."

Umekawa Kuzi is ready to retain his own strength, and there will be an oriole behind him.

After looking at the four people in his own camp and seeing only two people on Xiaori's side, Peter nodded.

"Jenikai, come on."

Jenikai raised his head proudly and looked at the cassia seeds through his nostrils.

"I want to punish you on behalf of God, you despicable Chinese."

"ill?"

"You! You have no manners!"

"ill?"

Genekay holds a cane, or magic wand for short.

"Fireball!"

With a breath, a small ball of flame flew out of the magic wand, and was extinguished before it could reach Cassia.

Cassia:? ? ?

"Hmph, you're lucky, I'll get closer."

Jenikai took two steps forward and used the fireball technique again.

This time it was still extinguished before I even got close.

Cassia laughed secretly in her heart, the wind around me is not for nothing.

"What's going on, Jenikai, don't use the fireball technique, use another one!"

Peter and others shouted anxiously in the audience, it was really embarrassing.

[This fireball is just for fun, hahahaha. 】

[My God, why did you send such stupid people out? 】

【What a shame! 】

[People in China are really despicable. Why don’t you just take two steps forward? How can you still fight when they are so far away? 】

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