"After the wonderful morning competition, Shengshi Mastiff Garden is now leading the entire game with an absolute advantage, and then the Wanguo Mastiff Garden is closely behind. It seems that the last game must be a battle between dragons and tigers. Who will win the championship?"

The third game officially started at 2:00 pm, and it was also the most exciting dog fighting session. Because the competition time was limited, and the other players are still supporting them, all their attention is focused on Shengshi and Wanguo.

Originally, Lao Wang had to compete for prosperity, but he was more optimistic about Wen Yiming's side and gave up directly to make a favor and cooperate better in the future.

"Who would win? I bet on the prosperous age!"

"Not necessarily, fighting dogs has always been the strength of all countries. I have seen the level of black dragon training Tibetan mastiffs, and I am more optimistic about all countries."

"I'm really here this time!"

All players are looking forward to how the Dark Horse in the Prosperity Challenge challenged the veterans of the All Nations? Can it shake the Black Dragon's leading position in the north for more than ten years?

"Boss Yu is indeed well-known. You can play the best in anything you want. I admire you!" Heilong came over, bowed his fists and said politely.

"Senior, how can we compare to the last game?"

Heilong looked at the excited audience around him and whispered: "All of them are experts in the circle. From now on, we will see each other without looking up. Cooperation is inevitable. I think this way, fighting dogs is the most likely to be injured. You and I are both dog lovers, so let's play with it."

"Oh?" Wen Yiming raised his eyebrows. This is not the style of the Black Dragon! Do you really need to be more important in harmony?

"That's it. I'll go back and send an ordinary person to fight. It depends on your sincerity!"

Seeing the Black Dragon leave, Yu Qian frowned and asked, "Do you believe him? What if he lied to us?"

"Let him send a mastiff to fight first, let's see." Wen Yiming didn't want to kill everyone. This time the reputation has already started, and he will still be in the circle in the future. It's best not to break up.

When the black dragon returned to the competition field, the black panther pulled out a black Tibetan mastiff that was more than one meter long, which looked very ordinary, and even less domineering than the red dragon.

"It looks like an ordinary mastiff! Did the black dragon really admit defeat?" Yu Qian took a few steps closer and was puzzled after looking at it for a while.

"I originally wanted Xiaobai to come on stage and hone his fighting spirit." Wen Yiming said thoughtfully: "But the current situation is not suitable. What if the Black Dragon really wants to solve the problem peacefully, we can't be too stingy. What do you think Yu Qian?"

"Let the golden tiger go!" Yu Qian looked at the golden tiger who had been eager to try it. During this period, he had also been strengthened by Hexiang, and was not as good as Xiaobai, but he was no less than Xiaojin. He was confident.

"Okay, let Jinhu show his face too."

Wen Yiming agreed that the Golden Tiger's appearance was just a pure-blooded mastiff, and her appearance was not very eye-catching. I could try the situation on the field and adapt to it myself.

"Huh? Why did both sides send out two ordinary mastiffs? What does it mean?"

"I can't tell this? They both feel sorry for the best, but they are unwilling to fight to death. They are all veteran experts and they have to live and live off their faces."

"What a pity. I wanted to watch a war of the century, alright."

Lao Wang was very disappointed and cursed inwardly: "Two old foxes, I wanted to sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight, hum!"

"Now the players on both sides are invited to play. Wanguo sent out the ghost face, and Shengshi sent out the Golden Tiger. They are both new players."

The host signaled the contestants on both sides to enter the venue. The Black Panther brought the Ghost Face Mastiff and Yu Qian brought the Golden Tiger. After a close observation, he found that the Mastiff, called Ghost Face, had a tumor on his face, and his facial features were twisted, which was very ugly.

"The game is divided into two games, one for three minutes. Everyone knows the rules. After all, it is a friendly match. I hope both sides can restrain themselves and not hurt the Tibetan Mastiff. OK, prepare to start."

The referee walked into the middle of the field and checked the players on both sides, and started the timing and the game began.

The golden tiger took the lead and rushed over to attack the ghost face. In an instant, the two mastiffs fought together. One black and one gold, tumbling up and down, watching the person's blood boiling.

"Brother, I believe me, Ghost Face is the most brutal mastiff I have ever seen. This time they are dead!" The black dog smiled sinisterly and gave the black dragon a thumbs up: "But it's still brother, you are sophisticated. First, you should focus on harmony as the most important thing. Relax their vigilance and not allow the snow mastiff to be sent. We will win this time!"

"Oh, so what if you win?" Heilong frowned and said, "We are making a mortal hatred with Shengshi now! There was room for negotiation, but now?"

Several people were silent. Thinking about the other party’s background and strength in the Mastiff Garden, the life of all countries will definitely be difficult in the future!

"The arrow is not turned back, just take one step!" The black dog said ruthlessly, and passed this level first.

Wen Yiming walked to Yu Qian and watched the game close-up off the court. He always felt an ominous feeling in his heart, and this ghost face was not simple.

"Did you see? The ghost face is not simple!"

Wen Yiming whispered to Yu Qian: "We all know what level of the Golden Tiger is. I haven't gained the upper hand for two minutes now?"

"Well, I can see it too!" Yu Qian's face was heavy. He knew the Golden Tiger best. Ordinary Mastiffs were not its opponent at all. He said solemnly: "The Ghost Face is not as powerful or speed as the Golden Tiger, but its moves are deceitful and ruthless. Every time he exchanges injuries for injuries, attacking the vital points, which is very difficult to deal with."

After two minutes, the game was difficult to solve, and the winner was not decided. The ghost face was bitten by the golden tiger, and bright red blood kept flowing out. The golden tiger also had a lottery on its body, and both sides gradually slowed down.

"Your kid's medicine is not working yet? The game is coming to an end!"

Heilong was very anxious. This time he really bet on his entire net worth in this game. In order to maintain his reputation of hard work for more than ten years, he first used fraud and paralyzed his opponents. Then he used stimulants. Once upon a time, this was the behavior he despised the most!

"Time is coming soon, look!"

The black dog was also a little anxious, and it should be attacked by calculating the efficacy of the medicine. The imported medicine was very hidden. It was not that the attack was at that time, but that the more excited the dog became, the more it became. Even if the test was performed afterwards, there would be no evidence.

Suddenly, the ghost face, which was gradually suppressed by the golden tiger, screamed and became fierce, his eyes were red, his hair was blown up all over his body, and he had saliva in his mouth, and his expression became more and more excited!

"Not good, there's a fraud!"

Yu Qian and Wen Yiming saw that it was not good. They were both experts, and they used medicine from the Black Dragon!

Tibetan mastiffs are fierce, but they still have a bottom line when fighting, and they will not trade life for life. However, once they use stimulants, they will become crazy and refuse to recognize their relatives and even attack their masters, which is very dangerous.

"Golden Tiger, be careful!"

Yu Qian screamed anxiously off the court, watching Jin Hu retreat step by step and bitten several times by the ghost face, feeling extremely distressed.

"Come on, hold on!"

Wen Yiming clenched his fists, constantly encouraging the golden tiger in his heart. As long as he could hold on for the last ten seconds, it would be safe.

"The game time is up, the first half is over!"

Yu Qian rushed to the stage with a steed brisk and drove away the already crazy ghost-faced mastiff with an iron rod. Wen Yiming hugged the golden tiger off the stage. The golden tiger was covered in blood, his expression was a little blurred, and the situation was very dangerous.

"What should I do?" Yu Qian looked at his beloved dog, his heart was cut like a knife.

"Don't panic, I'm ready, go and help me block people!"

Wen Yiming used his body to block the golden tiger, first ignite the warm sun fragrance to stabilize the injury, and then used the soul-returning fragrance to slowly restore consciousness.

The body was filled with great vitality, and the wounds gradually became scarred and gradually became vibrant.

"Okay, it's okay, we can continue the competition here!"

Wen Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the referee who was blocked by Yu Qian and shouted loudly, asking for the game to continue.
Chapter completed!