The pit you dug yourself, even with tears, you have to jump into it.
Wang Zhou sat resolutely before a large pot, the aroma of devil spice wafting over him, he swallowed his saliva.
âGo for it, itâs just eating, isnât it? I, Wang Zhou, have never been inferior to anyone in my life!â
Apart from Wang Zhou and the five clan representatives, the tables in front of the other young generation also began to display exquisite dishes.
Many young powerhouses sniffed, thinking it smelled quite appetizing.
The White Feather Clan youth, while looking grim, seized a deep-sea lobster and stuffed it whole into his mouth with its shell upon the command of "Start."
Crunchâ
"A bit hard, worthy as a sparring ingredient."
"Mm, itâs quite delicious too."
The spicy taste hadnât begun to explode yet; the White Feather Clan youth wasnât savoring but simply crushed one lobster after another into his mouthâefficiency much faster than chewing.
Someone beside him was counting, reporting numbers live.
Currently leading, the White Feather Clan youth was gradually expanding his lead.
Wang Zhou cast a slightly sympathetic glance his way.
By now,
The White Feather Clan youth had swallowed down the fifth half-human-length deep-sea lobster, virtually without chewing, refining it with Source Power in his belly.
The deep-sea lobster ingested earlier was gradually decomposed by Source Power and stomach acids, and suddenly, a spicy flavor hidden within the lobster erupted in the stomach, charging upward.
The White Feather Clan youth who had just crushed a deep-sea lobster suddenly froze; his fair face turning scarlet, eyes, nose, mouth, ears seeming to emit steam.
"Whew~ Whew~ Ha~"
"Water, water!"
As the attendants brought a bucket of water, the moment the White Feather Clan youth drank it, it vaporized into a white mist surrounding him, as if he were in a steam bath.
Wang Zhou shook his head.
If the spice could be neutralized with water, it couldnât be considered devil spicy.
Moreover, the devil spice starts moderately spicy and, as time passes, the aftertaste grows spicier.
Five deep-sea lobsters in one go, for an Awakening Tier, would mean a trip to the hospital.
"Hiss~~"
Out of nowhere, a blast of spice exploded in Wang Zhouâs mouth, causing him to inhale and exhale sharply while fanning his mouth, though in vain.
He saw the little Fox Clan girl whose eyes were close to tearing up, yet persisted in eating the lobster whole.
âMany due to the food showdown considered the shell as part of the food, forcing Wang Zhou to grit his teeth and swallow it as well.
Itâs really spicy!!!
But the pit you dug, even with tears, you have to eat it.
Several sect disciples looked at him eagerly. Come on, Wang Zhou, you have never been inferior to others in your life!
But your opponents arenât humans!
...
"Truly delicious~!"
The young generation of the White Feather Clan exclaimed.
At first, their focus remained on the five representatives of the food showdown, but before long, after tasting the Tao Cityâs delicacies, the young powerhouses couldnât stop.
Duel? Victories at the dining table?
Ha, those are nothing compared to the delicacies before us.
Faced with these brand-new flavors never tried before, many young ones abandoned their usual elegance and aristocratic manners, while the Tao Sect disciples seemed more composed, merely chanting.
"Ah, Wang Zhou ate another one."
"Tch, Wang Zhou is almost done."
"Wow, Wang Zhou is still standing."
"Hey, why hasnât Wang Zhou fallen yet."
Young ones from various clans: "..."
Truly, truly, no wonder the seniors in the clan constantly praise the Tao Sect.
Mindset, perseverance, all top-notch.
Furthermore, they have the generosity of hosts, without being overly competitive. In contrast, they only think of rivalry out of pride.
Compared to the White Feather Clan youth who keeps swallowing, and Wang Zhouâs unhurried pace, they express their admiration.
Perhaps incorporating culinary arts into practice is one of the factors behind the Tao Sectâs success.
Upon returning, they must propose to their clan leaders to learn culinary arts, to come to Tao City.
...
In the dining table showdown, the White Feather Clan youth ultimately emerged victorious.
His entire face was fiery red; tongue sticking out long, half-prone, "hoo ha hoo ha" incessantly.
The pot of deep-sea lobsters had been emptied, with only some chopped chili remaining, bright red like fire burning, the White Feather Clan youth couldnât take it anymore.
Dumping buckets of water over himself.
Wang Zhouâs mouth was also breathing fire.
He got a decent result, second place; being accustomed to spicy food, his resistance was stronger compared to other representatives, the little Fox Clan girl couldnât hold on halfway and was still crying even now.
Despite being second, Wang Zhouâs pot still had quite a few deep-sea lobsters left, and someone who had never been inferior to others in his life, seeing the White Feather Clan youthâs empty pot, couldnât help but marvel:
"In terms of spice, I, Wang Zhou, am willing to call you the strongest!"
"You...youâre not bad either," the White Feather Clan youth said, tongue out, "I...I know you...havenât given it your all yet, we should...have another sparring...someday!"
Wang Zhou: "I, I..." He was too spicy to speak coherently.
The White Feather Clan youth took it as agreeing, "Then next time, ten...ten pots, as long as we can finish it, weâll definitely...break through to the next realm!!"
Wang Zhouâs face turned green, but due to the spicy redness, it was indistinguishable.
Like an excited visage.
The White Feather Clan youth felt like he found a soulmate.
...
Three days passed in a flash, led by Wang Zhou, young talents from various clans tasted many delicacies from the Tao Sect, still not fully satisfied.