The cheers were deafening.
With the last terrifying roar from the fully transparent race box, the bright hydraulic clamp finally found the opponent's abdomen and pierced down to cut ruthlessly. Aiden King turned off the rotation, cut off his own retreat, and turned on the power at full power, and finally saw the pleasing sparks flying.
The host of WMRC was not as talkative as those in the folk competitions, but he still couldn't hide his excitement.
"Five minutes and 42 seconds, the longest and most heart-wrenching match of the day has come to an end. Congratulations to our talented contestant Aiden King and his ------ Little Crab!"
Cheers rang out again. There were only a few dozen people qualified to watch the game, but they were so enthusiastic that the roof was blown off. The referees on the rostrum whispered to each other from time to time, and from their frequent nods, one could probably guess some of their opinions on Xiaoxie.
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