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Chapter 230 The Real Master of "Marshal"
Everyone's shouts seemed to be an order, and "Marshal" and "Explosive Wolf" rushed out at the same time and rushed towards their opponents.

The "Marshal" was still as fierce as ever, and he rushed forward in the air, opening his huge mouth to bite.

But "Explosive Wolf" seemed unafraid, nimbly dodged and jumped, and suddenly stepped out of the way of "Marshal" without colliding with it, and then bit his opponent's abdomen horizontally with his big mouth.

No matter how powerful a bulldog is, it has a weakness, and the abdomen is an obvious weakness.

However, biting the midriff is not that easy.

The "Marshal" felt himself flying into the air, his front limbs landed on the ground, his waist twisted violently to let his abdomen pass, and at the same time, the huge strength of his limbs offset the inertia, his whole body turned sideways, turned around, and his whole body stood half upright, and once again rushed towards "Explosive Wolf" .

It was too fast to turn around and explode again.

It can be seen that "Marshal" has very good physical fitness. It is difficult for ordinary pitbulls to control their body shape in an instant after flying, and they can turn around and pounce again.

This also confirms an old saying, it's good to be young!

"Marshal" is only 5 years old, which is the age when the Tibetan Mastiff is fully mature, just like a human being in his early 20s, two words, vigorous!
Facing the "Marshal" suddenly bursting out with such excellent physical ability, "Explosive Wolf" obviously didn't react, turned around a little slowly, and was thrown to the ground by the "Marshal".

"Ah! I fell down!!"

"Bite it to death!!"

"'Marshal' bites!!"

"victory!!!"

The two bulldogs fought for 3 minutes. This was the first time that one party threw the other to the ground in a real sense. The gamblers were so excited that they were about to explode and howled desperately.

"Win!"

At this moment, Chen Yongqiang pumped his fist in excitement.

In a dog duel, throwing the opponent down is a very big advantage. Coupled with the "Marshal" weighing more than 100 kilograms, he believes that few dogs can escape the next bite of the "Marshal". He has seen this scene a lot up.

Seeing this scene, the bad gambler was startled, and grabbed Zhou Ye's arm nervously, a little afraid to watch the massacre behind him.

"Let go! It hurts! It's not over yet, look!"

Zhou Ye hurt from being scratched by this guy, he yelled, and pointed at the two fighting dogs in the arena.

It's too late to say.

"Ow!"

The "Marshal"'s huge body pressed down on "Explosive Wolf", roared, opened his bloody mouth, and bit down on "Explosive Wolf"'s neck.

Neck biting is the deadliest blow in dog fighting.

As long as it is bitten, it will be half disabled if it does not die. What's more, if a Tibetan mastiff with top bite force like "Marshal" is bitten firmly, half of its neck will be lost in one bite.

As a veteran who has been fighting for a long time, "Blaster Wolf" is very aware of where his body's weak points are. Seeing "Marshal" wanting to bite him to death, he immediately burst out with great strength and seasoned combat experience.

The body lying on the ground twisted and dodged wildly, and at the same time, it did not use its limbs to resist the opponent's big mouth when it was thrown down like an ordinary dog.

"Explosive Wolf" is very smart. The paws of its hind limbs kicked towards the testicles in the lower abdomen of "Marshal". Instead of using its forelimbs to resist the big mouth that came to bite, it poked at the eyes of "Marshal" with its claws.

In this way, it twisted its body crazily to avoid the "Marshal's" bite on its neck, while its claws also struck back at the opponent's vital points.

The dog "Marshal" is really fierce, but he lacks experience.

He thought that if he caught his opponent, he could kill him with one bite. Even if the opponent struggled, it was just a matter of biting a few more bites.

As for counterattack?

Its strong body and excellent fur defense provide it with good defense in close combat. In the past, it relied on this move to kill many opponents.

However, this time is different.

The opponent is an old silver coin!
The counterattack is very targeted, unlike other dogs who are thrown down and struggle randomly, its counterattack is completely aimed at the serious injury.

He took one bite and missed!

Being turned away by "Blaster Wolf", "Marshal" was furious and wanted to bite again.

Suddenly, a pair of sharp claws poked at its eyes.

"Marshal" also felt a strong threat to his life, his forelegs pressed hard on the body of "Blaster Wolf", and suddenly turned his head.

Poke the eye and miss it!
Just when the "Marshal" opened his mouth wide, wanting to bite down again.

suddenly!

A huge pain came from my lower abdomen.

"Ow..."

It hurts!

The vital points of male mammals are the same and equally fragile. The pain of being kicked is really painful!
Pain hit, "Marshal" suddenly went limp, and could no longer suppress the frantically struggling "Blaster Wolf".

And "Explosive Wolf" realized that the opponent had been hit, turned over like lightning, and took advantage of the moment when the opponent relieved the pain and fatigue, counterattacked and bit the "Marshal"'s... ear!

I have to say that the dog "Explosive Wolf" is too experienced.

Even if his own bite force is very good, it is not easy to cause damage to the opponent's body when facing a Tibetan mastiff with thick hair and thick skin. It takes a lot of effort to bite through that thick layer of hair. effort.

Therefore, it very cleverly gave up biting the "Marshal"'s body, and instead bit the "Marshal"'s fragile ears.

"His..."

"Wow..."

"Explosive Wolf" bit the "Marshal"'s wide left ear, and tore it hard, half of the outer ear was bitten off.

One hit.

"Bao Lang" once again showed amazing wisdom. He took a few steps back and distanced himself from "Marshal" again.

The series of struggles just now also consumed a lot of physical energy, so it needs to slow down.

"Ow..."

It hurts!

Half of the left outer ear of "Marshal" was bitten off, and he screamed and cried out in pain.

And all the people who bought the Marshal to win immediately began to curse when they saw such an obscene move by "Explosive Wolf".

"Grass mud horse! Old dogs don't talk about martial arts!"

"It's shameless to use monkeys to steal peaches!!"

"The dog must have a shameless owner! Damn, it's so obscene!"

"'Marshal' ate it for me!!"

"..."

But those who bought the "Explosive Wolf" and won were extremely happy.

"Awesome! That rotten dog is so disgusting!"

"Haha! I like this tactic! Keep kicking its balls!"

"This dog is so smart! I love it so much!!"

"..."

No matter how people outside the stadium yell.

in the field.

The injured "Marshal" was really furious, endured the pain in his ears, and rushed towards "Explosive Wolf" frantically again.

When "Blaster Wolf" saw the "Marshal" rushing desperately, he was very experienced not to confront it head-on, and dealt with it with a more flexible body, with the intention of dragging down the "Marshal" physically.

Chen Yongqiang looked worried when he saw the battle in the field.

His "marshal" is very fierce, but he has a weakness, that is, his physical fitness is not very good.

If this trend continues, it is likely to be dragged down and eventually lost.

Thinking of this, Chen Yongqiang looked at the opposite van.

At this time, the middle-aged man in the opposite van also looked over, and the two happened to meet each other.

The middle fingers of the two raised towards each other at the same time.

Chen Yongqiang flirted with the enemy on the opposite side, then turned his head and whispered a few words to a person who looked like an assistant beside him, and then the assistant quickly ran downstairs.

in the field.

The "Marshal", who was injured once, chased "Blaster Wolf" furiously.

But "Explosive Wolf" is too flexible, as long as it doesn't take the initiative to attack, "Marshal" can't touch it at all.

Just when everyone guessed it would be a tug of war or a draw.

A young man in foreign clothing hurried outside the big iron cage and let out several onomatopoeic roars at the furious "marshal" to communicate with the "marshal".

This is... the real owner of "Marshal".

(End of this chapter)