I really don't want to lie down and win

Yang Xiaoman finally reacted.

After a beating,

Xu Mang and Yang Xiaoman's food journey continued, but during this process, Xu Mang didn't eat anything.

"Ugh?"

"Why don't you eat?"

Because of the passage of time, the distance between the two gradually narrowed, and Yang Xiaoman asked Xu Mang who was beside him.

"I'm waiting for the spicy wing challenge tonight." Xu Mang said: "There is a program in our school that challenges the death-level hot wing competition. As long as you pay a registration fee of 50 yuan, you can eat spicy wings. The supply is unlimited, and you can eat the most. That person will be the spicy king."

"Is there such a show?"

"Then the initiator is not a sure loser!" Yang Xiaoman said.

"No!"

Xu Mang shook his head, and said seriously, "This is death-level hot wings. The spiciness is so hot that ordinary people can't stand it just by licking it. At present, the highest record in our school is seventeen."

Yang Xiaoman opened her mouth, but didn't speak. She knew very well... What the hell is this school?

"you..."

"You want to challenge?" Yang Xiaoman looked at Xu Mang in surprise.

"Ok!"

"I want to win the championship, and break the current record, and leave a result that will make the latecomers want to cry!" When Xu Mang said these words, his expression was a little dignified, and his eyes were looking into the distance. , a master demeanor is fully displayed.

Yang Xiaoman was stunned,

This was the first time she saw Xu Mang who was so serious, and she couldn't help complaining secretly in her heart.

How silly!

"Can you do it?" Yang Xiaoman asked with a puzzled face, "Don't send him to the hospital then."

"cut!"

"It's not me, Xu Mang, who is awesome." Xu Mang pointed to a chair next to him with disdain: "Give me a handful of chili noodles now, believe it or not, I ate this chair?"

......

Chapter 39 Handicap

There was still an hour and a half left for the Death Level Hot Wings Challenge to start, but there were very few people who signed up. This was not a food tasting competition, and if they failed, they would end up in the hospital.

of course,

There were also people who signed up. According to a rough count, there were about ten people, and Xu Mang was among them.

In order to win the first place in this competition, Xu Mang emptied almost everything in his stomach, and made a more detailed plan, which contained detailed information on the contestants.

Zhang Feng: Sichuan-Chongqing native, age 18, spicy food grade A

Huo Feiyan: From Sichuan and Chongqing, age 18, spicy food level B

Jin Feifei: From Huguang, age 17, spicy food grade A

Qian Xin: From Huguang, age 18, spicy food grade A

Xu Mang calculated this series of values ​​based on the data obtained in the past and the comments among other students. Most of them are from provinces and cities across the country that eat spicy food, and all of them are borrowers without exception.

"The competition is so fierce!" Xu Mang sighed. Without the existence of the system, it would be impossible for them to be their opponents.

Open the system interface,

Xu Mang checked his skill list. Judging from the nature of the competition, the first choice was to be able to eat spicy food, which was successfully met by the skill of eating spicy food;

and many more,

Hungry ghost skill 0

Xu Mang was a little embarrassed, as if he had run out of it the last time he was in the hotel.

This didn't bother Xu Mang, it was very simple to get starved ghost skill points, all he had to do was sleep in front of food.

The food street lacks everything, and there is no shortage of food!

He found a stall at random, and it was a skewer seller. The smell of cumin filled the air, and Xu Mang just... stood silently in front of the stall, closing his eyes.

Hungry ghost skill 1

Starvation skill 1

Hungry ghost skill 1

Starvation skill 1

double plus!

This surprised Xu Mang, but when he explored the answer from his own body functions, it was not difficult to find the essence of the problem. He had been hungry all day.

At this time,

The students who sell skewers are crazy.

"..."

"..."

"..."

what's the situation?

What happened to this man?

Is he using actions to mock us for the poor roast?

Those students selling skewers stared at the person standing and sleeping in front of them. One of the students who was full-time Saziran recognized this guy. Isn't he Xu Mang?

"you recognize?"

"Ok!"

"He is the legendary scumbag among the scumbags, Xu Mang, the god of sleep!"