Chapter 88: Who's Strong and Who Is Weak

What kind of water is best? This answer may have a default for everyone, mountain spring water.

After being filtered and purified by nature, the mountain spring water that seeps out from the cracks in the stone is crystal clear under the constant temperature, warm in winter and cold in summer.

In addition to being cold, it is extremely sweet and has a soft taste, like a weightless pearl in the mouth.

Without any impurities and rich in minerals and trace elements, this is mountain spring water.

The honey in the ivory honey pig exceeds the concentration of ordinary mountain spring water dozens of times, whether it is the taste or taste, it is more amazing than ordinary mountain spring water.

One sip of drinking, let Ivan feel extremely pity, such a taste, if the charcoal fire boils, brew new tea, the fragrance of tea, the sweetness of water, water and milk blend, tea leaves rise and fall in the water, on the mouth of the cup, curling smoke, emitting the fragrance of tea, fluttering in the air.

Slightly hot tea, drink into the mouth, the fragrance of tea straight to the depths of the brain, warm flow to the limbs, if it is early in the morning, with the morning mist, a few bird cries, it is even more beautiful enjoyment.

In his distraction, the soup was ready, and Yena handed Ivan a bowl of soup, which was fragrant.

In addition to making tea, the least wasted thing about good water is to make food, especially soup.

Many people know that the ivory honey pig is extremely rare and honey in the ivory, but few people know that the meat of the ivory honey pig is also extremely delicious.

The ivory pig is a vegetarian with an ivory-wrapped snout and is extremely sensitive and can easily smell ripe wild fruits from up to 10 kilometers away.

Every day, I eat the sweetest variety of mountain delicacies and wild fruits, drink the sweetest mountain spring water, the flesh is naturally elastic and tender, and because of the honey, the flesh and blood of the whole body in addition to the fruity aroma, more or less with the sweet taste of honey.

How does the best water, stewed pork, taste good? Naturally, it's exciting.

The color of the soup was somewhat unexpected by Ivan, very clear, slightly golden yellow, no oil splashes could be seen, under the light of the bonfire, but it was shiny with oil, like water jade, oil and water fused together, and I didn't pay attention to it, and thought it was a glowing dish.

The fragrance poured into his lungs and dissipated with his breath, and Ivan, who had been distracted just now, smelled a unique fragrance at this time, a wisp of fragrance, but like a finishing touch, it made the whole soup alive.

When you drink the soup into your mouth, the first thing that washes your taste buds is the aroma of the ivory honey pig, which does not have the slightest fishy smell, and the pure aroma of the meat, followed by the sweetness of ginseng, and finally what remains in the mouth is the aftertaste of the combination of the two, full of fragrance.

A faint salty taste completely stimulates the deliciousness of the whole soup, and it is difficult to describe the freshness of this soup in words, that kind of taste, as if the whole tender green mountain is packed into this bowl of soup, and every bite is the essence of the mountain.

If it is a comic effect, Ivan has already burst his clothes at this moment, and the whole person is naked and looks at the mountain to rise to a little fluorescence and integrate into his body.

"Doesn't it taste good?" Ye Na saw Ivan, who was silent after taking a sip of the soup, and couldn't help but worry that the soup she made didn't taste good.

Ye Na tried the taste just now, and thought it was good, so she handed it to Ivan.

"The deliciousness of this bowl of soup is no longer something that can be praised by words in the world." Ivan laughed, and then drank the soup down.

In addition to the soup, Ye Na has made a lot of meat dishes, and the taste is not inferior to the quality of this bowl of soup under the top ingredients, and the rice steamed with honey is full of grains and crystal clear, and every bite is the unique sweetness of rice.

This night, Ivan ate to great satisfaction.

At night, as time passed, other things fermented.

After the fight, the eight wild and Ivan didn't know that their combat impact was not only limited to that battlefield, it spread, and it became more and more intense, and even the painting style changed, and what was even more terrifying was that even the protagonist could be replaced.

The two teachers on patrol looked at the battlefield that had been ravaged, and their eyes were full of shock.

Even with their C-level strength, they can't form such a battle scene, half ravine, half lava, it's like the scene after the battle between two powerful hunters with B-level strength.

Among those who possessed such strength, they naturally thought of the Eight Wild and the Third Seat of the Ten Wild Seats, and the two of them started a fierce battle.

To be able to have such a scale, it is impossible to simply compete, and naturally the brain is made up, and the dissatisfied third seat challenges the first seat, trying to ascend to the strongest throne, so an earth-shattering battle unfolds here.

"Who won?"

This question kept coiling in the minds of the two of them, and other teachers who rushed to hear the news and thought that there was a mountain fire also saw this scene and asked the reason.

The two of them said their guesses, the third seat fought with the first, and the third seat wanted to take the position, this unconfirmed information, spread, and exploded in an instant.

It has ignited the curiosity of many people, and almost everyone has no doubt about the strength of the Eight Wilds, but Yan Tu's strength is also not weak.

What's more, for the strength of the Eight Wilds, because he often went out alone to hunt powerful food monsters, many people stayed in his second year of school, and Yan Tu's activity and strength were seen by everyone.

Who is strong and who is weak? I really don't dare to make a conclusion about this.

In the dormitory area of the Hunter Department students, Hachino carried a long knife and walked into a villa.

"I'm back, old man." Hachino casually put the long knife on the ground and sat on the sofa in the living room tiredly, the soft sofa wrapping half of his body.

The battle with Ivan made him consume a huge amount of physical strength and mental power, and coupled with the rush to come, he was naturally exhausted.

"Let's have a cup of coffee." Ador held a cup of fragrant coffee on the table.

"What's going on in that battle today?"

"Oh, a little bit of a joke, a little bit of a joke." Eight Wild replied nonchalantly.

Maybe for others, it's a big deal, but for him, it's just a small joke, not a big problem, and he's used to it.

"Jokes? Yantu challenged you, but you said it was a joke. Yado said dissatisfied, and then changed the conversation and asked curiously, "Who won in the end?" ”

Although he was a disciple he taught, Yado was extremely confident in the strength of the Eight Wilds, but Yantu's strength was not weak, especially his terrifying telekinesis, which could hunt a weaker B-level gourmet demonic beast.

It's really hard to say who wins and who wins.

"Yantu challenges me? Didn't I just fight with the freshmen, what does it have to do with that kid? Eight Wild looked at Yado suspiciously, did the two of them say the same thing?

"Freshmen? Isn't it a Yantu? Yado looked at Hachino with the same confusion, his face full of surprise, this situation seemed to be different from the information he knew.

Eight Wild said about the new life, so that a figure inevitably appeared in Yado's mind.

"If it's really that kid, it's terrifying."

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