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The Great Soup King was not a stranger. Having watched so many young men of the Sun Country eat ten bowls of ramen noodles in one go, or several kilograms of pizza steak and so on, he finally had a better understanding of the situation.

No matter how fast or how many people ate, it was amazing.

Who would have thought that he would encounter such an event?

Zhong Ming reached out to touch his stomach that had not been full yet, why not try?

Just as Zhong Ming and Murong Ying were watching this, many people had already participated in the registration. No wonder just now, there were a few tables filled with people but there were only a few dishes that were ordered. There were also people who didn't order dishes at all, simply enjoying the restaurant's environment, drinking tea and chatting about life.

It turned out that they had been prepared in advance by knowing the activities of the restaurant.

"The prize is a free one year in the restaurant!" When Murong Ying saw the prize column, he was also immediately shocked.

Who would have thought that this restaurant would be so generous? A year free card! It was not because Murong Ying lacked this little bit of reward. However, for someone who was familiar with the marketing method of a business, a normal restaurant would not give such a big reward. Even if there were some high-end restaurants that had such treatment for some distinguished guests, it was because the wool came from sheep, and it was just a method to enhance the status of distinguished guests.

A shop like this could be considered a big prize.

"One year free of charge? Do you want to try it? " Murong Ying raised her pretty eyebrows at Zhong Ming.

"There is no harm in giving it a try!" Zhong Ming replied indifferently.

Since he hadn't eaten his fill, he had to fill his stomach no matter what.

Moreover, this shop did indeed have a special item added on, but Zhong Ming had never seen it before, so he couldn't really tell what it was. Zhong Ming knew that it was precisely this kind of thing that could make the dishes even more delicious, and had a better effect on the body.

Zhong Ming also went forward to register, the only thing left was to wait for the moment he called out his name.

Zhong Ming and Murong Ying sat in their own seats, the two of them were seated right next to each other. They did not need to be like the others who had to stand up to see the entire situation, they only needed to sit in their own seats.

"Dong, dong, dong ~ ~ ~"

Following the ringing of the bell, all the seats were moved away by the staff members who were on board. A large area was revealed, and all the tables were put together.

Surprisingly, a five-meter-long, long table had been pieced together just like that.

There were a total of thirty people who signed up. Ten people went up at once, each of them sitting around the table in a scattered manner. In front of them were ten bowls of specially made noodles that were placed around each other.

The specialty of this restaurant was ramen noodles, which could be considered as a dish served in a restaurant. The soup was fresh and thick, and the fragrance filled the air. Before the match had even started, everyone was already drooling.

At this moment, the ramen noodles had just come out of the wok and were extremely delicious. Along with the red and green side dishes, it made people's appetite rise.

Although it was on the second floor, steam was rising from the second floor along with the noodles. Quite a few people had already abandoned their desire to come here.

"Everything in this restaurant seems to have some sort of magic. I ate quite a lot just now, but now I can smell the fragrance of the noodle soup and it seems like I still want to eat." Murong Ying said, a little embarrassed, and a little disbelieving.

"You'll turn into a pig if you continue eating!" Zhong Ming's voice came from the side.

"Hey!"

Zhong Ming had said those words instinctively from the start, and did not have any form of defense.

Murong Ying was currently wearing high heels, and had already used all his strength to directly step on it.

"You're really fickle. Just a moment ago, you said that you like me, and now you're planning to murder me." "With your temper, I really don't know if you'll be able to stew your husband when you're unhappy after you get married." Zhong Ming never gave in to Murong Ying. With this girl's personality, if she gave way to him, then he would be even more unlucky.

Furthermore, he had allowed her his entire life, so Zhong Ming was able to see that Murong Ying was not an ordinary little girl. If Zhong Ming was not mistaken, she was at least at the ninth level of the Elementary Martial Realm. In this world, ordinary people would not be a match for a person of this level. Even the extremely violent and spicy little Lin Xiaofen was not a match for her.

Murong Ying's age was still young, but he could be considered a genius to be able to reach this level at such an age.

Furthermore, Zhong Ming found that Murong Ying's bones were extremely rare, and could be considered to be a physique that was especially suitable for cultivation.

Other than being mysterious, everyone around her knew that Murong Ying had despotic Zhang Yang since she was young. However, she did it for a reason.

Zhong Ming did not say it out loud. After all, he only saw through and did not say it out loud.

Zhong Ming was a little worried about Murong Ying's father, Murong Yun.

With Murong Yun's background and power, he was already a very powerful existence. However, what was even more terrifying was his cultivation. If her cultivation was so high, then his cultivation definitely wouldn't be three or four times as simple as his own.

Most likely, no one had discovered the terrifying threat that lay hidden in the Songshan City. How frightening was that!

Murong Yun was a savage and cruel person, and he was famous for this. His feet were both black and white, and it was unknown just how many people's blood he had stained his hands with. Murong Ying's father was also one of the reasons why Zhong Ming didn't want to have a good relationship with him. After all, there were known troubles and dangers that could be avoided, and no one would bring trouble and rush up on their own, no?

"Dong, dong, dong ~ ~ ~"

Another bell rang. The contestants already had chopsticks and spoons in their hands, and the moment the bell rang out, they all started to eat in big mouthfuls.

"Gulp, gulp, gulp ~ ~ ~"

"Gulp, gulp, gulp ~ ~ ~"

The contestants had already gathered. The pale yellow and elastic noodles were sucked into the contestants' mouths as if they were alive. The cheeks of the contestants were like hamsters as they began to chew.

Spoons and spoonfuls of soup were placed into the participants' mouths. The entire scene was incomparably fresh and lively.

Following the bursts of steam, many competitors had already finished their first bowl of ramen. Even the soup had been completely drunk without a single drop remaining.

The spectators also cried out in alarm.

A bowl with a diameter of 20-30 cm was enough for a family of three to eat just looking at the amount of noodles. However, several of the warriors had already moved their empty bowls to the side.

Following the rumbling sounds of the ramen noodles, quite a few of the competitors below had already finished their second bowls and were starting to move towards the third bowl of ramen noodles.

At this moment, while most of the people were trying to attack the third night, a man in his forties was already trying to attack the fifth bowl.

At this moment, quite a few people inadvertently recognized that this person was the famous Big Gastric King named Li Yong. His big appetite surprised everyone around him, but as time passed, it seemed that quite a few people had gotten used to his appetite.

Usually, at home, the whole family would cook with an electric cooker, about one bowl for each meal. After eating, there would still be half a pot left in the cooker, but Li Yong's wife would cook with the largest electric cooker in the market, and make a pot of rice.

Every time he finished his meal, he would make sure that all the rice in the wok was gone. He would wash the wok over and over again.

When people went to work at noon, they would directly buy a box lunch to eat. However, he had to bring food with him, otherwise, not only would he have to pay for the box lunch, he would have to pay for all of his salary.

"Li Yong!" "Good luck!"

"Li Yong!" "Good luck!"

Many of the people below started to shout at the Great Gastric King, who was worthy of his title. Hearing the cheers from below, Li Yong also began to fight with all his might. His speed increased.

By now, most of the people had already finished their fifth bowl of ramen noodles, and most of them were already slowing down. Although their mouths hadn't stopped moving, it was obvious that they couldn't eat anymore.

Many people had already given up on eating the second bowl. After all, a bowl like this could be considered edible as long as one could eat it.

In contrast, Li Yong's speed did not decrease at all, continuing to wolf down food.

"Zhong Ming, this person is your strong opponent!" Murong Ying said to Zhong Ming.

"I'm not competing to win, I'm just not full yet."

After Zhong Ming finished speaking, what greeted him was the whites of his eyes.

To Murong Ying, acting tough was synonymous with Zhong Ming. Everyone who could participate were brave warriors, how could there be people who did not want to win?

"Go for it!"

"Go for it!"

Just as the two of them were making fun of each other, the people below were already on the verge of exploding. Almost everyone in the restaurant was shouting in anger.

Zhong Ming looked down and noticed that more than half of the participants on the side of the table had already sat down.

Clutching his perfectly round stomach while sitting on a chair and drinking tea, Li Yong was the only one fighting with all his might.

Li Yong had already finished his seventh bowl. At this moment, he could clearly feel that his speed had slowed down.

Looks like Li Yong's final result should be here.

At this time, the person beside Li Yong also put down his chopsticks. His final result was the sixth bowl!

Li Yong tried his best to chew the ramen noodles in his mouth and found it difficult to swallow. He forced himself to eat two more mouthfuls, but in the end, he could not carry on.

Li Yong put down his chopsticks, followed by the judge's voice coming from the surrounding audio system.

"The first round is over, the final result will be announced!"

Below was the sound of clearing his throat, and then the voice of the judge continued.

"10th place, Wang Weiwei, will take 5 minutes to finish eating a bowl of ramen!"

There was a round of applause.

"Ninth place, Zhao Hong. Eat a bowl of ramen. Time required: eight minutes."

There was another round of applause.

It was as the shopkeeper had said, as long as one was a warrior, no matter what the result was, they would be worthy of respect.

"Eighth place —"

"Seventh place —"

….

….

"First place, Li Yong, eat seven bowls of ramen, it will take twenty minutes!"

Immediately, a burst of cheers was heard.

Unfortunately, he didn't achieve his ultimate goal of 10 bowls of ramen noodles. This was the only regret he had.

Immediately after, everyone from the first round was invited to sit down, and the second round was filled with the fresh noodles that had just come out of the wok.