Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

In this round of the big eater competition, all four people from Shijie participated. Although the other three people except Wang Luo didn't understand why a visit to the academy turned into a competition full of gunpowder...

But Wang Luo smiled and greeted them, "Master Yu is treating us, we should give him enough face. Anyway, we are here to eat at a rich restaurant. There is unlimited braised pork rice, why not eat it? Let's compete together, don't leave anyone behind!"

To be honest, this kind of parent-like greeting is not so considerate, but out of the consistent trust in the owner of Lingshan Mountain, several people still signed the pre-match contract with the referee girl and sat at the table.

Four people gathered at five tables, and the last person...

"Record holder, don't you want to come out and clear your name? As the young master of the Yu family of Bolan Manor, an elite of the Law and Calculation Hall who grew up in the Tiancai Dibao jar, don't you need to prove in public that you are better than a wandering guest in the south?"

The words were so sharp and the attitude was so sharp that it was like taking out a real knife and putting it in front of Yu Xiaobo.

Yu Xiaobo naturally couldn't stay calm anymore, even though he was actually excited about Wang Luo's straightforward attitude of challenging him, but he had to be serious about the honor of Bolan Manor and the family.

And the so-called seriousness means to take a steady attitude and say calmly: "Xinglanju held this event not for students to show off here. Cherish food and make the best use of it is the original intention of the competition..."

As he said, he had already sat down at the last empty table.

"But as the half-owner of Xinglanju, since I have been named by the customer, I have to come out and accompany him. Haha, what you said is also true, the previous record used as a benchmark is a bit shabby."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd of onlookers burst into a discussion.

"Wow, is Master Yu really going to leave?"

"After being talked about to this extent, he must be ready to fight head-on... I'm so looking forward to it!"

"But are they serious? 91 bowls are so shabby?"

"Compared with the beasts in the Hundred Countries Professional Tournament, it is indeed shabby. The qualifying standard for the last finals was to eat 170 pocket cakes in half an hour, and each one was more substantial than this braised pork rice... But we are not a foodie academy. 91 bowls is really amazing. Didn't you see that the masters of Hongwu Hall only ate more than 80 bowls? Although I think that Senior Brother Gu didn't try his best, the average academy student probably couldn't eat 10 bowls even if he tried his best. He has already eaten nearly ten times, what else do you want? For us practitioners, ten times the amount of food means at least four or five times the speed of accumulating true essence, so he is a top-grade golden elixir, and we are good enough to ask for a middle-grade one."

Among the onlookers, there are senior enthusiasts who are keen on watching this kind of competition. They soon talked freely and popularized common sense for others, which in return received a lot of praise.

Then came the confusion of the crowd.

Objectively speaking, for this group of young practitioners in the academy who have a cultivation level of about the Golden Core, eating dozens of bowls of braised pork rice with abundant spiritual energy in a row is indeed quite remarkable. It must be a special skill and a natural good physique. And after a few days of the anniversary celebration, those who can leave their names on the Xinglanju list are all masters of this art in the academy.

So people are also very curious. Does this young master of the Yu family, who is in the Law and Calculation Hall, but has repeatedly left amazing records with the Hundred Meridians Body, have a higher limit?

On the other hand, the young man in white who obviously only has the foundation-building cultivation level but is so shameless, what right does he have to mock Yu Xiaobo's record?

Wang Luo ignored the curiosity from all around, just glanced at the teammates around him, and told Zhao Xiuwen and Zhou Lu: "Do what you can, just treat it as a normal dinner, the emphasis is on sweetness, understand?"

Zhou Lu drooped her shoulders and wanted to ask, is it really necessary?

But she felt Zhao Xiuwen beside her reach out and hold her hand firmly.

Even if what followed was just a farce, it was a reasonable solution to respond to Yu Xiaobo's arrogant and rude provocation with a farce.

Zhou Lu understood and shook her hand back, responding to her boyfriend's feelings.

And then, Wang Luo said to Shi Yue: "You are different. Since you are single, I will make a simple request to you. Eat at least 30 bowls."

Shi Yue was dumbfounded: "Shan... Wang Luo, why are you making things difficult for me?"

30 bowls, although not the last place on the Xinglanju list, but it is also three times the amount of food consumed by a normal Jindan, not to mention that she has only established her foundation!

"You have practiced the Fire-Raying Technique and have the Fire in the Stone. Even if you have poor physical training talent, you should be able to digest it just by the circulation of the true essence in your Dantian. If you want to condense the elixir, you should set high standards for yourself from now on, and don't forget your status."

These words were condescending, but they seemed natural. After hearing them, Shi Yue quickly gathered her mind, and forgot about the venue she was in, the crowd of people watching around her, and even Yu Xiaobo who was looking at her with interest. She carefully moved the blood and true essence in her body and made full preparations for the next battle.

Finally, Wang Luo said to Yu Xiaobo, "There is another technical detail I want to ask you."

Yu Xiaobo smiled faintly and said, "You can ask me."

"This competition counts by bowls, and the paper cranes serve the dishes. When you eat a bowl, you eat it. At the same time, the kitchen will speed up the cooking to ensure that the contestants eat freshly made food, right? Then the question is, if the contestants eat too fast, the kitchen and the serving process can't keep up, how to count?"

Yu Xiaobo really didn't expect that the other party would ask this. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's really an interesting question...Master Man, what should you say?"

A rather impatient voice came from the back kitchen: "This Zhoutie cauldron can feed up to 500 people at a time! There are enough ingredients, so he can eat with confidence! As for the person who delivers the dishes, Zhihe I’m too busy to serve him the food myself!”

"Ha, being able to have Master Man serve the food himself is the treatment you get from a head of state. Brother Wang, you have to fight for it." After Yu Xiaobo finished speaking in a gentle and gentlemanly tone, he let out a long breath.

A sound of waves came, which was the surging energy and blood in his body. One of the characteristics of the Baimai Body is that the meridians in the body are extremely tough and can accommodate high-intensity energy and blood flushing in a short period of time. The resulting Then the digestion capacity is greatly increased.

In fact, if 9 out of 10 people in Hongwu Hall are envious of Yu Xiaobo's Baimai Body, then among professional big eaters, 99 out of 100 people are envious! The Baimai body is not a purely natural constitution, it needs to be filled with a large amount of natural materials and earthly treasures. And with such financial resources, how many people are willing to be big eaters?

Seeing that Yu Xiaobo showed his true skills, the venue suddenly burst into cheers, and several senior spectators were even more excited and trembling all over, as if they were watching a cowherd taking a fairy bath by the lakeside. The young master of the Yu family obviously has a good reputation in the academy. Xinglanju is his home court, not to mention the atmosphere at the venue.

And with the cheers from the audience, the game was about to start.

In the back kitchen, Master Man opened the iron pot, and the aroma of meat overflowed from the pot. Several paper cranes fluttered their wings beside him, and he used a long-handled spoon attached to the crane's beak to fish out the diced meat with rich sauce from the pot. Serve over steaming rice and serve quickly to the table.

Seeing that everyone has a rice bowl on the table and a small bucket of cool spring water, the referee will blow the spoon. But Wang Luo raised his hand high at this time: "It's not enough, I want ten bowls."

Master Man was stunned for a moment, then looked at Yu Xiaobo, who smiled slightly: "Although in principle, one has to eat one bowl and then another, but the rules do not prohibit asking for more at one time, so just do as he wishes."

So the paper cranes were busy again, and finally ten bowls of braised pork rice were placed on the small table in front of Wang Luo.

As the referee's whistle sounded and the game officially started, Yu Xiaobo's smile suddenly turned ferocious, and his blood surged all over his body, like a ferocious beast.

But Wang Luo just raised his hands, and the true energy flowed out of his body, turning into invisible soft force to lift ten bowls of braised pork rice from the rice bowl into the air.

Every grain of rice and every drop of sauce was not leaked, but was perfectly wrapped, floating in the air, and then brought together to form a large ball-sized rice ball.

This delicate operation couldn't help but arouse several cheers. The students of Rongcheng Academy are all elite practitioners, and they are also well-informed. However, such exquisite ability to control the true energy is rare, especially when Wang Luo is just a Build your foundation!

But the next moment, Wang Luo's gestures changed, his hands were clasped, and a crisp sound like broken glass exploded in everyone's ears.

Wow!

All the softness turned into ferocity at this moment. Under the invisible giant squeeze, the rice ball collapsed inward in an instant and turned into a concentrated ball the size of an egg, almost pitch black!

Wang Luo swallowed the ball directly into his belly. With everyone in the audience dumbfounded, he looked at the empty table in front of him and said softly: "Master Man, next, I want 100 bowls."

Clang.

In the back kitchen, the large spoon used by Chef Man to stir the braised pork slipped directly to the ground.