Chapter 25: Big Eater Championship

At noon that day, the entrance of the largest restaurant in Shileke City was met with an unprecedented formidable opponent.

Wow! Contestant number fifty has already eaten thirty whole bowls of rice, and he's still eating! Unbelievable, could his stomach be a bottomless pit! If this continues, the champion of this Big Eater Championship will surely be him!

Exactly, this is the first event Wang Dong selected: the Shileke Big Eater Championship.

The rules of this event are simple: participants can go on stage to eat the food prepared on the competition table; if they eat less than ten bowls, they pay according to restaurant prices, but if they eat more than ten bowls, they no longer need to pay, and if they rank highly, they can even receive a substantial prize.

This event is obviously perfect for Tang Wulin; as soon as he joins the competition, he ignites the atmosphere of the entire venue to its peak.

Now the entire audience can't help but focus their gaze on him, curious when he will reach his limit.

Watching this scene, Wang Dong's mouth corner twitched uncontrollably.

This guy is even more exaggerated than I thought...

He originally thought that the amount Tang Wulin ate when he treated him was already plenty, but now it seems possible that this guy had been holding back.

Now his food intake is more than double what it was back then, and then some.

If he had eaten like this back then, Wang Dong's pocket money might not have been enough.

Thinking of this, Wang Dong couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.

Looking at Tang Wulin happily feasting on stage, Wang Dong's mouth twitched, and he consoled himself: 'Well, forget it, this is also good news—at least the championship this time is secured, and we can let him cover our meal expenses.'

Wang Dong and Huo Yutong had just gone on stage to participate in the competition as well.

However, given their appetites, they naturally couldn't eat ten bowls.

So according to the rules, they will still have to pay later.

Compared to the prize money Tang Wulin would get for winning the championship, this amount is trivial, so Wang Dong decided to let this guy cover the payment in advance, treating it as him treating us.

However, this isn't the key point; the important thing is something else.

Wang Dong leaned over to Huo Yutong beside him and asked:

"Yutong sis, what do you think of that guy Tang Wulin's appetite?"

Huo Yutong answered cheerfully.

"I think it's great—boys who eat more have more strength."

Not hearing the answer he wanted, Wang Dong quickly waved his hands and said:

"No no no, ordinary boys can't eat that much either—I can't eat that much, and look, he's almost becoming the champion of the Big Eater Championship; this shows his food intake is absolutely abnormal."

Huo Yutong gave him a strange look.

"So what? Is there anything wrong with that? What are you trying to say?"

"Uh... this isn't good at all," Wang Dong muttered to himself.

He was about to probe further, but before he could speak, Huo Yutong suddenly laughed.

"I know what you want to say, and I know his appetite is abnormal, but so what?"

Her expression was very gentle.

"As long as I know Wulin is a kind and upright person, compared to that, his big appetite is just a trivial matter."

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Wang Dong suddenly found himself speechless. His reason for choosing the Big Eater Championship as the first event was actually to see Huo Yutong's attitude toward Tang Wulin's flaws.

Unlike other shortcomings, Tang Wulin's abnormally large appetite could not be hidden from him, so letting Huo Yutong know about his situation in advance was necessary.

If Huo Yutong couldn't accept it, it would be better to lay things out clearly right away, which would be good for both parties.

But unexpectedly, not only did she not show disgust, she didn't even show surprise, and even said she didn't care at all about the size of his appetite.

Wang Dong felt that there was no need to test this further.

The exchange between the two downstairs had ended, but Tang Wulin's battle on stage had just begun.

In his impression, this was the first time in recent memory that he ate without any restraint.

After all, in this era he has no support, so to prevent future accidents, he basically stops eating after meeting his most basic energy needs.

But this time is different; in this competition, the more he eats, the better, and even if he breaks the record, he can still win prize money.

Tang Wulin himself is a person who combines the traits of a money lover and a food lover; this kind of activity that satisfies his appetite and earns money is practically a perfect match for him.

He now feels he has completely fallen in love with this activity; if it weren't for the rule stated in the event book that a person can only receive prize money once and cannot compete again after receiving it, he would practically want to come here every day to mooch food and drink.

One bowl, two bowls, three bowls...

Ten bowls, twenty bowls, thirty bowls...

Finally, when Tang Wulin ate his seventy-fifth bowl of rice, his movements slowed down.

But that no longer matters; he has already broken the record, the championship is his, and even if he stopped now, he could still receive the prize.

But since there's an advantage to be taken, why not take it? Tang Wulin has made up his mind to eat his fill this time, so he naturally won't stop here.

Eighty bowls, eighty-five bowls, ninety bowls...

No way? This is what everyone present is thinking.

Looking at this momentum, is he preparing to eat up to a hundred bowls? He looks like he might not even be ten years old—how can his tiny body hold so much food? Tang Wulin ignores the gazes of others; as the feeling of fullness spreads, he feels his whole body turning scorching hot, as if his blood were boiling.

The Golden Dragon King bloodline grants him immense power while also imposing extremely high energy demands—this is the truth behind his huge appetite.

In the past, Tang Wulin rarely even ate to fullness, let alone overeaten.

However, this time, due to special conditions, he unusually ate until he was stuffed; he only felt his blood flow speed up throughout his body, a refreshing surge of power flowing from head to toe, making him almost want to cry out to the heavens.

His qi and blood were boiling, his soul power flow speed increasing, and Tang Wulin only felt his heart beating faster and faster in his chest.

Finally, when he ate his hundredth bowl, it was as if a shackle had been broken; his soul power suddenly received a kind of elevation, a faint dragon's roar echoed, and he felt his whole body become much lighter.

Tang Wulin instantly sobered up, he stared for a moment, quickly checked his body, and then felt a mix of laughter and tears.

Just now, his soul power broke through, reaching level fifteen.

He had been stuck at this level for a while; who would have thought that coming out to eat a meal could actually yield a breakthrough?

Just for this, his trip out this time was not a loss.

Later, Tang Wulin thought happily that he should thank Wang Dong first.

(End of chapter)