The cricket Xu Lingang selected was defeated by Xue Xiaolong's red beard as Chen Jing expected.

"Fuck!" Xu Lin cursed unwillingly, but his face was still unconvinced.

Xue Xiaolong smiled happily and mocked: "I say Xu Lin, even if you want to fight with my red beard, you should choose a slightly more powerful one. Your only one will run away. You don't really want to do it on purpose."

Would you like to lose money to me?"

"I just want to buy a new sports car recently. It seems that you are going to sponsor me, hahaha."

Xu Lin's face turned red after being ridiculed by Xue Xiaolong, and he said angrily: "You are so proud, I must beat you today!"

Hearing this, Xue Xiaolong smiled quite happily, what he was waiting for was Xu Lin's words.

"Okay, I had something else to do today, but I won't go now. I will stay with you here to let you lose enough and be convinced of your loss." Xue Xiaolong was extremely confident in his red beard and deliberately continued to taunt you.

Looking at Xu Lin, it seems that he really wants to buy a new sports car.

Xu Lin snorted coldly, turned around and ran to choose a new cricket.

Here, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but shook his head when he saw this and said: "Xu Lin is on top, but Chi Xu is really powerful. He is probably the first in Qiu Dou here this year. Xu Lin will definitely not be able to regain his place this year.

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Chen Jing's expression flickered. He glanced at Xue Xiaolong's red beard and then at Xu Lin, who was choosing a cricket. He was extremely unconvinced and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Uncle Zhao, let me choose cricket again." Chen Jing said.

Zhao Zheng nodded: "Go ahead, let me fight with someone first. What if the one I choose is also very powerful? Haha."

Afterwards, Chen Jing walked to the place where crickets were sold. Not far away was Xu Lin, who was choosing crickets one by one with an angry face.

"Xu Lin is very angry now. If I can choose a cricket that can beat Chi Xu, then he will definitely pay a very high price." Chen Jing thought so, and his heart couldn't help but move.

But he only had one chance of appraisal left today. If he wanted to choose one among five or six hundred crickets that could beat Red Beard, who was called the King of Insects, the probability was too low.

However, Chen Jing did not want to let go of this obvious opportunity to maximize profits.

Finally, Chen Jing thought of a solution that was not a solution, and that was to gamble on luck, or to gamble on intuition.

When he picked up the blue and white porcelain bowl before, he felt that he had made a great contribution. He had an intuition that this thing was inherently uncertain.

"Gamble." Chen Jing made up his mind. Anyway, he would make a lot of money if he gambled, and he would lose nothing if he lost.

Afterwards, Chen Jing took a few deep breaths, cleared his mind, and walked past each small jar containing crickets without thinking about anything and relying on his intuition.

One step, two steps, three steps...

When Chen Jing reached the fourteenth step, the feeling he had last time when he saw the blue and white porcelain bowl suddenly came out. He immediately caught this feeling, stopped and looked at the cricket closest to him.

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This cricket is not too small, but it can't be said to be very big either. The color of its head is a bit weird, neither green nor black nor yellow, but it seems to have a bit of each color. It chirps twice from time to time, but it doesn't sound very human.

What a powerful feeling.

"This one looks a bit ordinary." Chen Jing looked at the crickets in the small jar and hesitated for a moment whether to use his expert eyes to identify them.

"Forget it, it's all about luck." Chen Jing didn't hesitate for long, and finally chose to trust his intuition and use his diagnostic eyes.

Golden light emerged, circled around the cricket a few times, and returned to Chen Jing's eyes, turning into rows of words.

"This thing is: cricket..."

"This cricket has excellent stamina, fighting spirit, wrestling strength, and pincer teeth. It can be called the King of Crickets."

"Commentary: Neither green nor black nor yellow, flickering like the light of the sky. It is cloudy and clear in the morning and evening and has no fixed color. It is rare to encounter this insect king in a thousand years!"

Chen Jing's breathing stopped for a moment when he saw the identification information.

Cricket at the Insect King level!?

There is also this evaluation: except for the wrestling ability, which is on par with Xue Xiaolong's Red Beard, the others are higher than Red Beard. This cricket can probably beat Red Beard in a fight, and it is estimated that he can win more easily!

Chen Jing didn't have time to think too much and quickly took the small jar in his hand.

"This time my intuition was right again." Besides being excited and happy, Chen Jing was also a little confused.

If it can be said to be a coincidence, but this time he deliberately chose Cricket based on his intuition, and he actually chose the right one, then it would be a bit far-fetched to call it a coincidence.

And since he picked up the blue and white porcelain bowl last time, he still went to the street stalls every day these days, but that kind of intuition never appeared. The most important thing is that Chen Jing had never had this kind of magical intuition before.

"This kind of intuition should be the mysterious ability brought by the divine eye." Chen Jing guessed in his heart, and this is the only more reasonable guess.

"Perhaps it is also one of the abilities of the Divine Eye, similar to the identification ability, but I don't know if it can be used every day or if there are intervals. I have to find an opportunity to experiment."

Chen Jing thought for a while and didn't think about it anymore. Now he has to sell the cricket in his hand for a big price!

Afterwards, Chen Jing hurried to the place where he paid and bought the crickets in his hand. He glanced at Xu Lin, who was still selecting crickets, and instead of looking for him now, he found Zhao Zheng.

At this moment, Uncle Zhao was fighting with someone. In the pottery cricket jar, two crickets were fighting fiercely, but after a few rounds, Uncle Zhao's crickets began to run away and were defeated.

"Oh, what a pity!" Zhao Zheng shook his head repeatedly and said.

The person fighting crickets with him was a young man who also knew Zhao Zheng. He smiled and said, "Uncle Zhao, you have always been bad at picking out crickets, haha."

Zhao Zheng responded: "Hey, as we get older, we are not as discerning as you young people."

At this time, Zhao Zheng saw Chen Jing holding a small jar in his hand and asked, "Xiao Chen, have you chosen?"

Chen Dingding nodded and showed the small jar in his hand to Zhao Zheng, who said, "It looks ordinary. Xiao Chen, why don't you choose a bigger one."

"I think this one should be good." Chen Jing responded casually with a smile.

Zhao Zhengdao: "Okay, come and fight with Xiao Liu's crickets to see if you can avenge me."

"Okay." Chen Jing agreed directly. He came to see Uncle Zhao because he wanted to fight other people's crickets and win a few games first, so as to attract Xu Lin.

The young man named Liu was very interested and nodded in agreement.

Then Chen Jing put his crickets in the pottery jar, and Zhao Zheng handed him the straw in his hand.

Chen Jing had just watched the process of fighting crickets, and now he followed the example of a gourd and used a straw guide to scratch the beard on the cricket's head a few times.
Chapter completed!