In the cafeteria, which is the second closest to the Warthirsty Alliance, a bald head with clear eyebrows sits on a chair and eats a lot.

This bald head is naturally the top of the elite list, and it is said that he can resist Zong Mingyu who is beaten by several core students with one person.

It is also the ultimate goal of Chu Tian's challenge this time, and the Warthirsty Alliance is in a hurry to search for Zong Mingyu who will come to fight.

Generally speaking, a table can accommodate three or four students to sit together, but on Zong Mingyu's table, he was the only one sitting there.

It was not that he was so fierce or ugly that he was, but in fact, as some commentators have said, he was handsome in appearance and amiable in his attitude, but the table was full of all kinds of food, and it was difficult for others to find an empty place to put it on the table.

What's more, even if you can barely find a corner to put the food on, you will be scared away by his horrific eating appearance.

I saw him holding a plate in his left hand, and he was holding chopsticks, and the chopsticks fell like a torrential rain, and in a few breaths, he ate a plate cleanly, and then in the dumbfounded eyes of the people next to him, he threw the empty plate on the table casually, and picked up another plate.

The previous plate swayed on the table, and before it could be completely stabilized, the next plate was emptied, and then the third plate began.

After all the plates were emptied, then I looked at the large pot of corn paste in the center, and then I picked up the basin with both hands, put it to my mouth, swallowed it in a whale shape, and swallowed the corn paste into my stomach one by one, and with each breath, the corn paste decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The students at the nearby table all looked sideways, and there was a hint of amazement in their eyes.

It turned out that the sect senior was not only amazingly powerful, but also extremely amazing.

It can even be said to be a thriller.

This pot of corn porridge is very large, it is specially made by Zong Mingyu, he eats here every day, and the master who cooks knows that he has an amazing amount of food, even at the speed of his whale swallowing, it will take a while to drink it.

When Zong Mingyu lifted the basin, a thin figure appeared at the door of the cafeteria, it was the person who came to search for the War-Loving Alliance, when he saw Zong Mingyu there, his face showed ecstasy, his body flickered a few times, and he smartly avoided the students who came and went with food, and came to Zong Mingyu.

"Senior Zong, why are you here, the people in the alliance are looking for you. The figure was thin, and Zhang Hui, an elite student from the War-Loving Alliance, said to Zong Mingyu in a loud voice.

"Knock knock. Zong Mingyu continued to look like a hungry ghost as if he didn't see him, and drank the pot of corn cereal in both hands.

The corn paste is fragrant, very fragrant.

Although he is a monk and can't eat meat, this pot of corn paste is one of his favorite delicacies, fragrant, slimy, no mountain and sea delicacies can not be compared, three pots of corn paste a day, do not quit being a Lingwu person.

"Senior Zong, a freshman in Chutian dares to challenge you, this is not only contempt for you, but also great contempt for my War-loving Alliance, we have to teach him a lesson. Zhang Hui said with indignation.

"Knock knock. ”

"Senior Zong, you should have also seen it, Chu Tian defeated Senior Gong Yu, of course, even if Senior Gong is powerful, he can't compare with you. ”

"Knock knock. ”

"Senior Zong, Chu Tian's son has swelled, it's time to sanction him. Zhang Hui said urgently.

"Knock knock. ”

"Oh, why are you still drinking porridge, anxious about me. Zhang Hui said eagerly, and couldn't help but reach out and grab the corn porridge that had not yet been drunk in his hand.

Zong Mingyu slowly got up and raised his head, the moment his head was raised, his temperament changed suddenly, that usually clear-eyed and amiable face, for some reason, now it seems that it looks incomparably calm, and an incomparably terrifying aura rises, and the coercion spreads, and soon expands to the entire canteen.

The floor of the entire cafeteria shook slightly.

One by one, the plates slid to the ground and shattered on the ground.

Suddenly, the wind and the sun turned into a rainstorm before.

It makes you feel like you're under a dark sky.

It's like you're in a terrifying hell.

Zong Mingyu's face was covered with an indescribable gloom, and his eyes seemed to glow, as if they were ghostly fires from hell.

The ghost fire came from hell, getting closer and brighter, giving people an incomparable intimidation and terror, making the academy in the cafeteria like a fried cat, and they couldn't live in fear.

Zhang Huiyuan himself is not short, not much more than Zong Mingyu, but he feels as if he is many times lower than the other party, at best up to his knees, even if he is an elite student on the list, his legs tremble, and his face is pale as frightened.

The white ones are not bloody.

"Senior Zong. Zhang Hui was a seven-foot man, but at this time, he was like a little daughter-in-law, and said extremely timidly.

He was horrified, feeling that he was going to die in the next second.

"Give me back the porridge. Zong Mingyu stared at the basin in his hand and said in an unquestioning tone.

"Give... Give..."Zhang Hui's teeth were chattering, and his hands on the edge of the basin were also trembling, as if he was an eighty or ninety-year-old man who was about to die, and the basin was at risk of being broken at any time.

When Zong Mingyu saw it, his originally gloomy face actually showed a touch of kindness and pleasure against common sense, and said kindly: "Keep your hands steady, be careful, don't make a mess, be good." ”

Zhang Hui's nervous teeth rattled, and he was about to cry, not to mention that it was okay, but his hands trembled more and more.

Fortunately, Zong Mingyu always paid attention to the porridge in his hand, and before he broke the basin, he took the initiative to reach out and take it, he was cautious, like a treasure sprayed to his mouth, and continued to grunt, the corners of his mouth appeared a happy arc, and his expression was extremely satisfied.

It's like a loving father who has been away from home for three years and suddenly returns home to hold the pearl in the palm of his hand.

Zhang Hui didn't dare to urge him anymore, so he left the canteen as if he was running away, and when he got to the outside of the canteen, he remembered to pass a message to a certain high-level in the league.

After passing, he didn't leave, but stayed outside the cafeteria, and his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the wall and fall on Zong Mingyu.

He usually deals with the senior Zong, he only feels amiable, as the top of the elite list, but he doesn't have a little shelf, but he was robbed of his food bowl, but he became so terrible.

He is also a person who can be on the elite list, although he is at the bottom of the ranking, he didn't expect to be oppressed like that, he suspects that if he returns the food bowl for a few seconds late, he will be in danger of being oppressed to his knees.

"Senior Zong is so scary. Zhang Hui still had palpitations on his face.

The students in the cafeteria were also frightened, especially the students at the nearby tables, even if Zong Mingyu regained the food bowl and returned to his harmless appearance, everyone picked up the food with a shocked face and quietly stayed away from him.

This sect senior is really a monster.

Zong Mingyu put down the basin with satisfaction, smashed his mouth with satisfaction, and savored the aftertaste of corn paste, like the fragrance of tea, lingering for three days and three nights without ending.

"By the way, what did Zhang Hui say just now?" Zong Mingyu frowned slightly, remembered for a moment, and then remembered, and said to himself: "Oh, it's Chutian who wants to challenge me, his strength is acceptable, maybe he can bring some fun, but the opportunity is not too big." Hey, I don't think about it, it's not a big deal. ”

"I can't be delayed in my precious after-dinner dessert time, what are you going to eat today? ”

As soon as he thought of this, he took out a large plate of cherry tomatoes, but he didn't gobble them up, he was hungry for a long time, and he couldn't take care of them, but now that he had eaten so many things, he finally had a little hunger, and he had time to chew slowly.

This thing is more suitable for tasting cherry tomatoes slowly, if you eat it quickly, it is a cow chewing peonies, and you can't eat anything at all.

A truly authentic meal is not what a guest can do.

Although he and the monk are not allowed to get close to women, cherry tomatoes are just a name, and they have nothing to do with saints or other women.

Cherry tomatoes are just a scientific name, commonly known as small tomatoes, authentic vegetarian food, and it is not considered to break the vows in that temple.

He was savoring the small tomatoes in one bite, and Zhang Hui saw a black-clothed young man with a cold face and eyes like an eagle falcon rushing over outside the cafeteria, his face was happy, as if he saw a savior, he called Brother Ye and complained to him aggrievedly.

Zhang Hui is really bitter and can't tell clearly.

For the prestige of the society, he worked tirelessly to call Zong Mingyu, but he received such intimidation.

In my heart, I was like a little daughter-in-law's grievance.

This black-clothed young man is not like Zhang Hui, but he is a person who can calm the scene, even in the Warthirsty Alliance, he can be regarded as the number one fierce man.

If Chu Tian was here, he would be able to recognize it at a glance, this was Ye Cheng, who had a relationship with Chu Chu on the periphery of the Great Hunting Ground when he first entered the academy.

Ye Cheng automatically swept away the complaints in Zhang Hui's words, sorted out his thoughts, nodded and approached the cafeteria.

Zhang Hui's expression settled down.

Experience teaches.

It's not a normal person like him who can wake up a monster, only another monster that is even more terrifying.

The people in the cafeteria saw Ye Cheng's face unkindly entering, as if avoiding the plague, and avoided it one after another.

In such a smooth way, his body flickered, and he came to Zong Mingyu, seeing him throw a small tomato into his mouth, chew it slowly, like tasting fragrant tea, smash his mouth and taste it slowly, his face was cold, he stretched out his hand, and unceremoniously dodged the plate containing the small tomatoes.

The atmosphere around me suddenly changed.

A terrifying coercive void formed.

Zong Mingyu's face changed abruptly, his eyes squinted slightly as if he was enjoying it, and suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were like torches, and they seemed to be able to burn space.

"Who? who moved my vegetarian food?" the voice that made the souls of the students in the cafeteria tremble in the void.