He chewed on the second one and handed Da She Wan a piece.
"This... is real, no need to verify, the bitterness is intense."
Da She Wan quickly shook his head.
Stir-fried bitter lon he might accept, but chewing it with the seeds requires soone truly hardcore.
"It’s a bit bland, pass the yellow lotus."
With that, Su Yue took out so yellow lotus from his bag and directly stuffed it into his mouth.
Like chewing on grass.
"Senior, want to try the yellow lotus? It cools you down, with this dry weather you’ll easily overheat."
Su Yue passed the bag of yellow lotus over again.
"This, you can eat it."
Da She Wan’s head twitched.
But Su Yue didn’t care.
He sat broadly on the table, taking big bites of the bitter lon.
To be honest, although it made his stomach swell a bit, the bitter lon seed to actually reduce his internal heat.
Accompanied by the yellow lotus, Su Yue felt his mind cool off considerably.
Unfortunately, his stomach was a bit bloated.
But no matter.
Just 100 bitter lons... eat them!
...
Watching Su Yue consu one bitter lon after another, the five old n were thoroughly shocked this ti.
Is he an immortal?
Is he eating bitter lon?
Yes.
Absolutely, he is.
Along with the bitterness in the air, there was also Su Yue’s gradually sallow face.
He was indeed eating a lot of bitter stuff.
But how is this guy managing to keep a straight face and steady heartbeat?
How did he do it?
Su Yue didn’t care.
"Tastes good, a delicacy on Earth."
Su Yue raised the bitter lon, crunching it, making the faces of the five elders turn livid.
Such a fierce and savage man was indeed rare for them to see.
...
After finishing the bitter lon, Su Yue bid farewell imdiately.
Returning to school to rest, though his taste buds didn’t find it too bitter, Su Yue’s stomach was particularly bloated, he needed to digest.
"Gentlen, I’ll co back for a challenge tomorrow, wait for ."
With those words, Su Yue was already out of sight.
The five elders looked at each other in dismay.
The bag filled with bitter lons was still there.
"What are you looking at, you ca up with the assessnt, and he passed it."
Da She Wan stared with bulging eyes.
"How did he swallow it down?"
Bai Qizi saw a yellow lotus left and picked it up, tried it in his mouth, attempting a challenge.
Blech!
Too bitter!
...
The next day.
Su Yue carried ghost peppers, had the delivery man bring 100 bottles of cola by.
Not a problem at all!
Although, separated by a plastic bag, the five elders could feel the nace of the ghost peppers.
Although, seeing Su Yue swallow the peppers, they felt like his brain might lt.
Although, just watching made them feel like their butts might bleed.
But none of this prevented Su Yue from becoming a golden gut king.
Gulping down the cola, one bottle per second.
Eating one pepper after another.
Finally, in the astonished eyes of the five elders, he completed two assessnts at once and then swaggered off.
Left with lemons and cans of herring, what would Su Yue fear?
Daring to challenge with herring cans, you might regret it yourself.
...
At West Martial Academy, sophomores and juniors have already begun training, so follow their ntors to the wetland for tasks.
And the freshn, finally have their own assembly coming.
Just yesterday, freshn from the other four major martial arts schools successively arrived in West City.
Their goal was singular.
To overthrow this ti’s top scorer and ascend Fuling Mountain, to learn the Moon Nether True Scripture of West Martial.
In a hotel outside the campus.
Freshn from other universities gathered, their assemblies concluded two days earlier, they ca specifically to challenge West Martial.
The Warring States Military Academy doesn’t need to spend money, the Military Departnt has lodges in every city.
Gong Ling and a group of freshn stayed in the lodge.
Many were too lazy to attend the West Martial freshman assembly, but Gong Ling had to be there.
She wanted to see Su Yue, after all, it’s been a while.
Besides, this ti Su Yue is the target of all, and the freshman king of the Warring States Military Academy is particularly formidable, a second-tier elentary.
His swordsmanship is fierce.
Theoretically, each school can send two to challenge the top scorer of West Martial.
The two from the Warring States Military Academy are both very strong.
Although Su Yue is also impressive, Gong Ling has so concerns about his strength.
After all, it’s a wheel battle.
...
Hotel rented by East Martial.
Wang Lu Feng, as a dark horse from East Martial, actually qualified to challenge Su Yue.
But the usually arrogant Wang Lu Feng, resolutely gave up.
His reason was that a Martial Artist should be calm and not too aggressive.
But East Martial people felt Wang Lu Feng was being a coward.
Several got into fierce argunts over the challenge rights.
Wang Lu Feng sneered inwardly.
What Su Yue’s level is, I don’t know?
You’d be the ones embarrassed then.
And accompanying this ti from East Martial, was also the president of the East Martial student association: ng Yang!
So say the strongest in Wuda is West Martial’s student president Bai Xiaolong.
After all, Bai Xiaolong was the top scorer of his ti.
Yet so were firmly convinced that ng Yang was Wuda’s strongest.
Although ng Yang often lost when challenging Bai Xiaolong, every year Bai Xiaolong found it increasingly difficult, and ng Yang seed to be turning the tide.
This ti, it was reportedly ng Yang’s last challenge against Bai Xiaolong.
If ng Yang lost this ti, he would stop vying for the top title in Wuda.
As for East Martial and Nanwu, not even the Warring States Military Academy could match ng Yang, let alone Bai Xiaolong.
ng Yang dialed a number: "Little White Clay, co out for so barbecue."
He said, then hung up imdiately.
West Martial.
Bai Xiaolong had only just returned from the wetland when he got ng Yang’s call.
This bastard, here to bother , wants to pay for dinner too, not even a bit of sha, what kind of world is this?
Muttering a couple of complaints, Bai Xiaolong headed out, driving his sports car to pick up ng Yang for so barbecue.
Over the years, they have been been sparring for the top spot, forming a comradeship of sorts.
As graduation approaches.
The path of a Martial Artist is just beginning.
The chances of fighting side by side will be plentiful.
Opponents who mutually admire each other are also friends.
...
Zhou Yuncan and Liao Ping Liao Ji ran into each other.
Nanwu and North Martial also sent people to this challenge.
But Zhou Yuncan simply had no qualifications for it.
In North Martial, though Liao Ji made it to the top ten, when he learned it was Su Yue they were ant to challenge, he just decided to co as a spectator.
Liao Ping, even less, dared not make a move.
...
The next morning.
More and more freshn were gathering at West Martial, taking advantage of two days off, treating it as a trip.
Challenging the top scorer in the college entrance examination was an interesting affair.
West Martial students were all set, waiting for tomorrow’s newcor assembly.
It’s said that at the West Martial newcor assembly, the school leadership keeps the chit-chat to a minimum, setting up an arena straight for the battle.
West Martial freshn just need to make the top nine to ascend Fuling Mountain.
And Su Yue was already carrying 100 cans of herring he bought online, heading towards the nursing ho.
Simultaneously, he had ordered 100 lemons the day before, which the owner would deliver directly to the nursing ho today.
This morning, he intended to finish the assessnts, and in the afternoon using the Moon Nether True Scripture, target one-third of the ridians.
Tomorrow, the freshn assembly, ascend Fuling Mountain, to open up another third.
In this way, his goal at West Martial was half-completed.
Next, he needed to find a way to suppress the Qi ring.
To expedite his advancent to the second tier.
Despite the seemingly busy days, his strength ultimately still remained in tier one.
...
Sorry everyone, my head’s still a bit dizzy, just two updates for now!
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