Cheng Anlang's lips
Twitching: So it was trying to raise its paw to say hello, but that was way too slow!
"Huh?"
Cheng Dahua kept watching the sloth, and it wanted to do the same, so it slowly, very slowly, raised its leaf.
As soon as Cheng Anlang saw the leaves move, he knew what it was going to do. He pressed down the leaf that was about to lift: "Don't greet me, it's time for the competition."
"Aww..."
Cheng Anlang and Bu Xiangqi each stepped back to create some distance, placing the sloth and Cheng Dahua on the ground.
The aerial camera is filming the combat platform from the air.
How do you defeat a slow-moving sloth and a flower that can't move?
"It'll probably be tomorrow before the sloth reaches the flower."
"Sloths can attack from a distance, and flowers can't dodge anyway."
"So why does this flower always need to be in a pot? Can't it stand up without a pot?"
"I see that the official classification for this flower is level three, which means it can also perform elemental attacks, right?"
"What can a flower do? Speak fragrant words? Throw daggers like willow branches?"
The protective shield on the battle platform snapped and popped up.
The challenge begins.
The sloth's paw twitched slightly.
Cheng Anlang: "What is it going to do? It's not really going to crawl up to Cheng Dahua, is it...?"
Cheng Dahua stared at the sloth curiously, determined to see what it was up to.
The sloth finally slowly crawled forward one step with its paw, but then its limbs stopped moving and it began to slowly open its mouth.
Cheng Anlang was startled: It's about to attack!
"Big Flower!"
"Aww..."
Big Flower responded without fear, wanting to see what the sloth could possibly spew out.
Slowly...
Slowly...
The sloth finally opened its mouth wide and slowly exhaled an invisible breath.
"call--"
Cheng Anlang quickly considered in his mind: Would it breathe wind? Fire? Ice?
The sloth exhaled, and just as Cheng Anlang was staring intently at its mouth, wondering what it was about to exhale, its mouth slowly...
Slowly shrinking...
It even seems to imply closing.
Cheng Anlang: ? ? ?
No? Why are you closing your mouth again?
What did you do with your mouth open? Just exhaled? Yawned?
Time ticked by, and everyone waited for the sloth to close its mouth.
"How long will this fight last?"
"What can this sloth do...?"
In fact, Cheng Anlang could have let Cheng Dahua kick the flowerpot and start fighting directly, and then go to match the third game. However, not many people know that Dahua has this skill, so he wants to save this move for later. Only by taking the enemy by surprise can he defeat them. He doesn't need to use this move to deal with the sloth yet.
The sloth finally closed its mouth, and slowly raised its paw to climb forward again.
Cheng Anlang: If you can do something, just do it directly. Don't do any supplementary actions in the middle.
The sloth, with great difficulty, finally crawled forward one step, and slowly began to open its mouth again.
Cheng Anlang: If you exhale another breath, I'll fucking... I'll have Da Hua jump right in front of you and swallow you whole...
"Ouch."
Cheng Dahua watched as the sloth opposite her slowly opened its mouth, and it tilted its head.
"Aww!"
That's interesting!
It also began to open its mouth, at a rate similar to that of a sloth.
It looked exactly the same, slowly revealing its gleaming white teeth and dark, gaping mouth.
The two mutated beasts on the battle platform stood there dumbfounded, their backgrounds blurred and receding, their mouths slowly opening and closing as if on slow motion. This wasn't a battle; it was a contest of who could open their mouths the widest.