I set up a stall in Wanjie to sell barbecue

Wan Yingcai was no match for Xian Zhaofei in terms of endurance and internal strength. He really didn't have the confidence to finish two skewers of "Super Sour Roasted Pineapple".

However, defeat must be heroic, you cannot admit defeat easily, let alone admit defeat in front of Wu Sangui and everyone else!

Wan Yingcai bit the bullet and ate two more slices of "Super Sour Roasted Pineapple" and almost vomited.

The strong sour taste dilutes the spicyness in the stomach, but causes the internal organs to be stimulated like an electric current.

Wan Yingcai felt that her tongue, gums, and cheeks were all numb.

"Master hold on! Eat one more skewer and you will win!"

"Master, persevere! Don't give up!"

"Master must win! Master must win!"

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The disciples of the Kongtong School shouted in unison, cheering for Wan Yingcai.

Lin Yu said with a smile: "Fat son, be careful that your teeth are acidified!"

Wan Yingcai's saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth, and the bone marrow nerves inside his teeth felt a sharp pain.

His scalp was numb and the soles of his feet were weak. He reached out to pick up the second bunch of "Super Sour Roasted Pineapple", slowly rolled down a bunch, and chewed hard...

Suddenly, Wan Yingcai's body swayed and he took a few steps back.

Two strong disciples with sharp eyesight and quick hands quickly supported Wan Yingcai and helped him stand firm.

Zhang Qingfeng said with a smile: "Sect Master Wan, if you really can't hold on, just admit defeat, so as not to be like Sect Master Xian!"

Wan Yingcai rolled his eyes in displeasure, and with the support of his disciples, he chewed the grilled pineapple again and swallowed it down.

"Master, there are still five slices of grilled pineapple, success is in sight!"

"Master must persevere! Win 5000 taels of silver!"

"Master persist! Grit your teeth and persist..."

The disciples of the Kongtong School raised their arms and shouted, cheering for Wan Yingcai.

Suddenly, Wan Yingcai's body trembled violently, his hands and feet twitched like a goat.

"Master! Master!"

The two disciples supporting Wan Yingcai turned pale with shock and pressed his shoulders hard.

After convulsing for more than ten seconds, Wan Ying suddenly stopped, exhaled, his face was gray, his mouth became crooked, drooling.

Lin Yu laughed: "Hahaha, the fat son has become a demented son!"

Wan Yingcai tried his best to control his expression, but his facial muscles didn't listen, and his mouth was even more crooked.

Zhao Yinger said: "Master Wan, you look like a stroke patient, it's so funny."

Di Lina said: "The grilled pineapple didn't acidify Master Wan's teeth, but it crooked his mouth."

Embarrassed, Wan Yingcai bit the pineapple slice with his mouth crooked, rolled it off the bamboo stick, closed his eyes tightly, chewed it hard, and swallowed it down his throat.

Cough, cough, cough... Wan Yingcai coughed continuously, with tears flowing from his nose.

This embarrassed bear is even worse than eating "super spicy crayfish"!

"Master, continue to eat, there are still four slices of grilled pineapple left!"

"Master, make persistent efforts! We will definitely win!"

The disciples of the Kongtong sect shouted and spared no effort to cheer Wan Yingcai and encourage him to persevere to the end.

With a wow, Wan Ying vomited!

Spit all acid water!

"I can't...I can't eat...I can't..."

Wan Yingcai shook his head, gave up the challenge feebly, and spit out a few mouthfuls of sour water, feeling as if his stomach was overwhelmed with pain.

Zhao Yinger announced: "Master Wan's challenge failed!"

Lin Yu said: "Fat son, take off your clothes and run three times in the hall!"

Wan Yingcai said in embarrassment: "Let me rest for a while, rest for a while before running..."

Although this guy wants to win, he is not willing to admit defeat easily, but the power of "Super Sour Roasted Pineapple" is too powerful, and has already destroyed his self-confidence.

Relying on the last bit of reason, Wan Ying stopped the challenge in time to avoid fainting and falling into a coma like Xian Zhaofei.

Duolong asked curiously: "The masters all have high martial arts skills and deep internal strength, why can't they use their internal strength to force out the spicy and sour taste in the body?"

Lin Yu said: "Good question! Let me explain it to you in detail!"

Duo Long said: "I would like to listen to Master Lin's teaching."

Lin Yu said in a loud voice: "The crayfish and pineapple slices I baked use seasonings from overseas regions. They are not poisons, but spicy and sour tastes that stimulate the taste nerves. They don't invade the blood and internal organs like poisons. ! Therefore, you can only use your internal strength to resist the spicy and sour taste, but you cannot force them out of your body!"

Long Er nodded slightly after listening.

Feng Xifan didn't pay attention to Lin Yu's words, he was still looking around vigilantly, guarding against the assassin's attack.

Duolong gave a thumbs up: "As expected of the seasoning made by foreigners, it's quite evil!"

Wu Sangui asked: "The sour taste overcomes the spicy taste, so what taste can overcome the sour taste?

Lin Yu deliberately said: "The salty taste can overcome the sour taste."

Zhang Qingfeng believed it was true, and hurriedly ordered his disciples to prepare salt water.

Soon, several disciples brought a lot of fine salt from the barbecue chef, put it into a teapot, poured in clean water, and stirred quickly.

Zhao Yinger urged: "Master Zhang, it's your turn, challenge now!"

Zhang Qingfeng said in a thick voice, "Bring the salt water!"

A disciple picked up the teapot, poured a bowl of salt water, and handed it to Zhang Qingfeng.

goo-dong... goo-dong...

Zhang Qingfeng drank the salt water with his neck up, walked up to Lin Yu with his head held high, and accepted the challenge.

Lin Yu picked up two skewers of "Super Sour Grilled Pineapple" and put them in Zhang Qingfeng's hands: "If you lose, you can take off your clothes and learn how to crawl like a dog, and climb ten laps in the hall!"

Zhang Qingfeng said proudly: "After I win, you call me daddy in public!"

Wu Sangui urged: "Stop talking nonsense! Eat!"

Zhang Qingfeng took a deep breath, quickly opened his mouth and licked down a piece of grilled pineapple, chewing it up very quickly, it made him wince with sourness.

This guy is stupid and blind. He drank salt water first, and then ate grilled pineapple, which only aggravated the power of the "extreme sour sauce"!

The sour taste he suffered from eating a piece of grilled pineapple was equal to the two slices of grilled pineapple eaten by Xian Zhaofei and Wan Yingcai!

In an instant, Zhang Qingfeng was so sore that his teeth became soft, and he trembled a few times, almost crying.

He has never eaten such a sour fruit, at least ten times more sour than green plums!

"Master is mighty! Master will win..."

The disciples of the Wudang sect shouted, but seeing Zhang Qingfeng's appearance, they were a little guilty, and the cheers seemed to be without confidence.

Zhang Qingfeng didn't know the side effect of the salt water, so he asked his disciple to pour him another bowl, and drank it hastily.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Qingfeng took off the second piece of grilled pineapple, and before he chewed it, he was so sour that his eyes stared like gold stars, and his footsteps were unsteady.

"Master!" A disciple supported Zhang Qingfeng.

The expressions of the other disciples looked very disappointed.

Unexpectedly, the head of the family only ate two slices of grilled pineapple, and there were already signs of failure, not as good as Xian Zhaofei and Wan Yingcai!

Zhao Yinger said with a smile: "Master Zhang has a big body and deep internal strength, but he can't eat sour pineapple, which really surprises me."

Di Lina said: "This is called, overestimating one's abilities!"

Lin Yu said: "You are wrong. Zhang Qingfeng is definitely not overconfident, but too conceited! Otherwise, how dare he bet with me?"

Zhao Yinger giggled and said, "If Master Zhang strips off his clothes and learns how to crawl ten laps in the hall, it can be called a classic anecdote in the martial arts world, and it will add luster to the Wudang sect!"

Lin Yu said: "Zhang Sanfeng, the patriarch of the Wudang School, if he knew about this, he would probably jump out of the coffin and teach Zhang Qingfeng a lesson!"

Di Lina said: "You don't need Zhang Sanfeng to teach Zhang Qingfeng a lesson, Zhang Wuji just beat him up!"

Hearing the cynicism, Zhang Qingfeng was so angry that his eyes burst into flames!

"Stop insulting the Wudang faction! Cough cough cough...don't make fun of the patriarch..."

Zhang Qingfeng's tongue became stiff and he could not speak smoothly.

Dilina said, "Are you good enough to bicker, but not good enough to eat grilled pineapple?"

Zhang Qingfeng's expression was embarrassing, and he was speechless.

Zhao Yinger said: "Master Zhang, do you still want to eat? If you don't, this princess declares you a failure!"

"Eat!" Zhang Qingfeng raised his head, drooling from the corner of his mouth.

The disciple quickly poured a bowl of salt water and presented it to Zhang Qingfeng.

"Don't drink it anymore... the more you drink salt water, the more sour the pineapple..."

Zhang Qingfeng pushed away the bowl full of salt water, collected himself, and swallowed the unchewed pineapple down his throat.

At this time, Xian Zhaofei woke up and asked about the situation.

Uncle Sun said with a smile: "Master Wan failed the challenge, and spit out sour water! Master Zhang is not as good as Master Wan. He can't stand still after eating only two slices of grilled pineapple!"

Xian Zhaofei looked at Lin Yu: "We all underestimated the super sour grilled pineapple. It is indeed powerful, stronger than poison!"

Master Sun said: "Master Zhang, don't be discouraged. After you lose, you will only learn how to crawl three laps like a dog, but Master Wan will take off your clothes and run three laps, and Master Zhang will take off your clothes and learn how to crawl ten laps like a dog!"

Xian Zhaofei hummed, feeling somewhat comforted in his heart.

When people fail, they tend to be psychologically balanced compared with more failed people.

Zhang Qingfeng suppressed the sour taste, covered his stomach with one hand, picked up the "Super Sour Roasted Pineapple" with the other, and opened his mouth to bite down two slices!

He chewed a few times indiscriminately, then swallowed down his throat.

Xian Zhaofei took a look and shouted, "I protest! Master Zhang didn't chew the pineapple, he just swallowed it!"

Lin Yu said with a smile: "The protest is invalid, Zhang Qingfeng did not violate the rules of the game."

Xian Zhaofei said dejectedly: "If I had known this, I would have just swallowed the pineapple..."

Zhang Qingfeng found that although swallowing can relieve the irritation in the mouth, the itching in the throat would make him unable to catch it if he tried to catch it, and he couldn't cough it up when he wanted to cough. The taste was extremely uncomfortable.

He had no time to think about it, so he took another two slices of grilled pineapple, chewed them casually, and swallowed them down.

"Master is amazing! I finished eating the first string!"

"Master is mighty! Master must win!"

The disciples of the Wudang School rekindled their hopes and shouted for Zhang Qingfeng in unison.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Qingfeng's eyes widened suddenly, he threw away the second string of "Super Sour Roasted Pineapple", and kept scratching the Adam's apple of his neck with both hands, as painful as if he had been poisoned.

"Not good! The head is poisoned!"

The Wudang disciples shouted in panic and made a mess...

Chapter 302 More courageous than men

Zhang Qingfeng's face turned red and purple, and he kept scratching his neck, almost out of breath.

Lin Yu smiled and said, "Don't panic, everyone, Zhang Qingfeng is not poisoned!"

Wu Sangui asked: "He wasn't poisoned? Why did he look like this?"

Lin Yu said: "Zhang Qingfeng deliberately didn't chew the roasted pineapple, and swallowed it abruptly. As a result, he scratched his throat, and was stimulated by the strong sour taste, causing his throat to swell and extremely itchy!"

Wu Sangui understood, and said with a smile: "Master Zhang made a mistake, and his cleverness was misunderstood by his cleverness!"

Witnessing Zhang Qingfeng's embarrassment, Song Zhiwen showed a gloating expression.

A Ke couldn't bear it, and said to Lin Yu: "Look, Zhang Sect Master is about to suffocate..."

Lin Yu said: "He did it on his own."

Wu Yingqi hurriedly said: "Master Lin, head Zhang was confused for a moment and made a mistake. Don't just stand by and save him!"