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Zhao Zheng was choked with anger by Huang Xiaoyi's words, while the other children burst into hearty laughter.
Huo Sining had never seen a cricket fight before and found it interesting, so he squatted at the table and watched quietly.
The few children, seeing that Huang Xiaoyi and his opponent were just engaging in a war of words without starting the fight, became impatient, "Enough talk, will you guys start fighting or not?"
Huang Xiaoyi, stuck between a rock and a hard place, had no choice but to brace himself for the battle.
The match officially began, and Huang Xiaoyi fetched a large cricket jar to serve as the arena. Zhao Zheng poured the Grand Marshal into the jar, and Huang Xiaoyi, not to be outdone, also dumped the big black cricket inside.
Everyone thought it would take some provocation to start the fight, but to their surprise, the moment the black cricket entered the jar, the Grand Marshal initiated the attack.