eans to be a real competitive eater!The table was already piled high with dishes, Tang Wulin's stomach was like a bottomless pit. No matter how much food was added, he accepted it with joy, and his be...Lan Buzi stood beside the competition stage, her face grim. She didn't go to the rest room today; she didn't want to see that person at all, let alone talk to him. 。For some reason, she, who was always very well-mannered, would lose control of her temper whenever she faced that person. 。

Lan Buzi cursed someone viciously in his heart.

"Achoo!" In the resting area, Tang Wulin sneezed and rubbed his nose helplessly, looking out. 。This is someone cursing themselves! When one's spiritual cultivation reaches a certain level, they will have a sort of subconscious awareness of things related to themselves. 。The Thousand-Year Terrace Pavilion was sitting on a sofa across from him, much farther away, with his eyes closed in meditation. 。ontinuously rolled in > 。"Five minutes!" Tang Wulin said coldly. 。At that moment, a military vehicle sped up to the nearby area and came to a screeching halt. 。Throwing open the car door, Shen Yue in...