"Wait, that kid just told Hua to dodge that fire?"
"How can I dodge it? Can these flowers move?"
"Sure enough, when people are anxious, they'll say all sorts of lies."
The forest was set up so that it had just rained, the trees were still wet, and thick black smoke billowed from the flames, intertwining with the raging fire and obstructing Cheng Anlang and Cheng Dahua's view.
Cheng Dahua stayed inside the circle of fire, her dark, large flower buds and golden flowerpot gleaming red in the firelight.
"Ouch."
Cheng Dahua fanned herself with a leaf.
It's a bit hot.
The sloth continued to breathe fire, and the fire circle burned brighter and brighter, shrinking smaller and smaller along the grass.
"Oh no, oh no, we're going to get burned."
"Ah...this is so exciting, I really want to see it!"
Cheng Anlang shouted, "Dahua, jump! Jump right to the other side!"
"Aww!"
The sloth was still fiercely breathing fire when suddenly a dark figure leaped high out of the ring of fire, passing through the flames and thick black smoke, and jumped towards the sloth!
Sloth: "!!!"
Onlookers: ???
"Wait? Am I seeing things? How can this flower jump???"
"This guy can jump around with a flowerpot on his head?"
"A bouncing device hidden in a flowerpot?"
"It's so scary, Mommy, I want to go home!"
A large patch of... appeared on the sloth's head
Before he could react, Cheng Dahua, who had been scattering substrate everywhere, had already leaped above his head!
"Thump—"
"Huh?"
What did I smash?
The flowerpot slammed heavily onto the sloth's head with a loud thud, making its eyes gleam and even emitting a faint hissing sound like steam.
Cheng Dahua hit the sloth on the head, bounced off its head and landed on the ground less than half a meter away.
"Ouch."
Sorry, it hit you on the head.
There was too much black smoke, and the two mutated beasts were hidden in the smoke. Cheng Anlang and Bu Xiangqi couldn't see them clearly. After landing, Cheng Dahua glanced at the top of the sloth's head.
The sloth had a circular black mark on its head, and a wisp of white smoke rose from it. It floated for a while before disappearing into the air.
"Huh?"
How did the sloth become Mediterranean?
The sloth seemed completely unfazed as it slowly turned its head to the right.
Cheng Anlang asked from outside the smoke, "Dahua! Are you alright?"
"Aww!"
The sloth slowly turned its head to look at Cheng Dahua.
Cheng Dahua: Are you going to open your mouth? If you do, I'll press your mouth shut.
Cheng Dahua stretched out her leaves, waiting for the sloth to open its mouth.
The sloth stared blankly at Cheng Dahua, blinked, and then blinked again.
Slowly...
Slowly...
He lowered his head.
Cheng Dahua: Is it trying to mess with my flowerpots...?
The sloth's eyelids twitched, and just as Cheng Dahua was about to press its head down with a leaf, the sloth slowly closed its eyes under Dahua's gaze, as if it were feeling weary.
Cheng Dahua: ? ? ?
A gentle breeze swept by, and the battle platform remained silent.
Cheng Dahua: "Huh?"
Why did it close its eyes? Is it asleep?
Cheng Dahua stretched out a leaf and nudged the sloth. The sloth swayed slightly from the push, but didn't open its eyes or react at all.