Under one person: Do you really think it is difficult to become a teacher?

Chapter 144 The king exploded in anger!The king admits defeat!

On the field, Wang Bing ate a little too much.

One, two, four, eight.
Now in front of his eyes are sixteen spirits clustered together, densely packed.

Let him feel panicked from the depths of his soul.

When he was a child, he also had the experience of feeling bloated and uncomfortable after eating too much.

But now, he felt a sense of fullness deep in his soul.

It was worse than stomach bloating, and I felt dizzy, as if my soul was going to explode.

Wang didn't really want to eat it, but
I'm not reconciled!

The annoying little Taoist priest on the opposite side was still making sarcastic remarks.

"Brother Wang, you've only eaten so many, can't you eat any more?"

"Are you afraid that my spirit mine can't support you?"

"Don't worry, I have enough here, you can eat as much as you want."

"When you finish eating these 16, I still have 32."

"If it's not enough, I'll give you another 64."

"Brother Wang comes to Longhu Mountain once in a while, so I must make you full."

"Otherwise, the outside world will say that Longhushan has no way of hospitality."

Wang Bing gritted his teeth in hatred, and grabbed a spirit unsteadily.

Bite down hard.

"Shut up, just a few spirits, do you think I can't eat it?"

"Come on, just come, I will eat as much as I have!"

Outside the arena, the crowd watching the match saw this weird scene.

"This round of competition is really interesting."

"Haha, there are actually two groups of contestants who are eating."

"Wang Ye and Don't Bilian are sitting and eating steamed buns, while Lin Lan and Wang are here, swallowing spirits!"

"Has this Luo Tian Dajiao been changed to a big stomach king competition?"

Everyone looked at the four large screens hanging high, and they were really speechless.

The match between Feng Baobao and Feng Shayan ended after a farce.

The two didn't make a move at all, Feng Baobao won.

And on the remaining three big screens,

Only the match between Lu Linglong and Zero in the middle was actually played.

On the big screen on the left, Wang Ye is sitting opposite Zhang Chulan.

The two chatted while gnawing steamed buns.

The audience, both inside and outside the arena, were very dissatisfied.

We are here to watch the game, not to watch your entertainment!
You guys are so good at fighting!

On the right, Lin Lan's match against Wang Bing was even more amazing.

It has completely become Wang Bing's eating and broadcasting performance.

I saw this guy with a ferocious face, blood red eyes, and a big mouth, gnawing!
Even more insane than the most exaggerated eater.

It is estimated that after this game, as long as Wang Bing can't die, he will become popular.

Start the live broadcast to bring goods, and make a lot of money every day, just around the corner!
Lin Lan thought so.

He sincerely suggested: "Brother Wang, your expression should be more ferocious when you eat."

"Yes, that's it. Keep your eyes full and look at the camera."

"Okay, this works well! Shaking your head is a bonus!"

"Come on, I'll make up a few more spirits for you, so that you have a visual impact."

As he spoke, another 32 spirits huffed and flew towards the king.

Wang Bing's eyes were completely straight!
What this kid said is true, he can really summon 32 spirits at once.

This is God playing with me!
How did you manipulate so many spirits and not go crazy?

"Lin Lan, you dare to cheat!" Wang Bing felt like he was going crazy.

Fu Ling can completely restrain the spirit.

But now, he was cornered in a field where he had completely defeated the opponent.

How does this make him feel bad?
It was even more unacceptable than directly defeating him.

And the sense of explosion in the soul makes it almost crazy.

"No, this script is wrong!" Wang Bing roared.

"Wrong, Lin Lan, why did you stop me from getting the Tongtian Seal?"

"You should fulfill me!"

"This old thing Lu Jin is also wrong! Why did you take out the Tongtian Zhuan as a prize?"

"Grandfather is also wrong, you shouldn't let me compete, but directly ask Lu Jin to ask for it!"

"Wow wow wow! Can you understand how painful it is for me to want but not get!"

Wang Bing rushed towards Lin Lan hysterically, looking like a madman!
However, the next moment.

Lin Lan waved his hands, and a bunch of black spirits circled out.

It flew towards Wang Bing overwhelmingly, wrapping him into a black ball in an instant.

These spirits scrambled to get into his mouth, nose, and ears.

The king in the black ball let out a soul tearing scream.

At this time, an old and fat figure suddenly appeared on the field.

Said: "Shut up, this game, we admit defeat."

Lin Lan withdrew her spirit, looked at the fat old man, and thought it should be the head of the Wang family, Wang Ai, one of the ten men.

He smiled and said, "But Mr. Wang is face to face? The boy has met Mr. Wang."

Wang Ai nodded with a gloomy expression, and looked at Lin Lan for a while.

Asked: "Boy, what is the name of the eight tricks you used in the last game?"

Lin Lan thought to herself, the eight strange skills of fart, then it is a sewing monster, okay?

He said in his mouth: "This is the giant of light. It is used to be called Ultraman, and Hong Kong Island is called Salted Egg Superman."

"Old Wang, this is a popular cultural element in the world, you don't know it?"

"Oh, there is a woodcarver master Hou in the scenic spot. He carves very well. I'll give you one later."

Wang Ai took a deep look at Lin Lan, snorted, and left with Wang Bing, who was covered in smoke.

"In this match, Lin Lan wins!"

The referee wearing the brand-new Taoist robe of Longhushan gave Lin Lan a thumbs up.

"Junior brother Lin Lan, you are amazing."

"Haha, senior brother is overrated." Lin Lan smiled and cupped her hands, "How are you doing in other games?"

The referee brother put his arm around Lin Lan's shoulder.

"Ask Miss Linglong, she's still fighting and has already gained the upper hand."

"The next semi-final meeting with you, the younger brother, is just around the corner!"

"Feng Shayan was injured, Feng Baobao won't fight with blood, and she won't fight against Bilian next time."

Lin Lan was slightly taken aback, "Zhang Chulan beat Wang Ye?"

This is great!
Wang Ye's Fenghou Qimen is not a vegetarian.

Lin Lan felt that the junior uncle might not be able to win against Wang Ye.

Could it be that Zhang Chulan used the source of energy?

hiss!Lin Lan felt a little regretful.

I knew that I should kill Wang Bing as soon as possible, and then go to watch the game.

"Brother, do you have any video of the game, let me have a look."

The referee brother said: "Look at the fart, don't look at it!"

"Wang also competes with Zhang Chulan to eat steamed buns."

"Wang also ate three, don't Bilian eat four."

"So, he won."

Lin Lan: "."

The referee brother is obviously a chatterbox, he hugged him and chattered non-stop.

At this moment, his cell phone rang.

He connected and listened to a few words, then hung up.

He said to Lin Lan with a happy face: "Junior Brother Lin Lan, congratulations, congratulations."

"Miss Linglong won, you will be together in the next game."

"Senior brother, I'll be your matchmaker, oh no, I'll be the referee."

"Junior brother, remember to ask for some autographed photos for senior brother."

(End of this chapter)