I conquered the cultivation world with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

The phrase "If you're bad, practice more" is highly sarcastic.

Su Que was so angry that he couldn't even speak.

Some of the other test takers didn't follow the StarNet and were unaware of Jiang He's meaning:

"What do you mean by 'practice more with vegetables'? Vegetables are for eating, how do they relate to the martial arts exam?"

"Anyway, just search for StarNet and you'll find out. It's an old meme from Earth that's recently become popular again."

"Oh oh."

Su Que lost the competition, and the examinees from Shanyang City suddenly felt ashamed. Thinking about what they had said earlier, it felt like a boomerang had hit them right in the face.

To be honest, it hurt quite a bit.

Jiang He's self-contradictory behavior drew the attention of many test takers.

After all, there are very few candidates in Beihuai City who can stay on the stage for three rounds, and so far they haven't seen a single one.

"This candidate number 4888 is probably the first one to dare to go head-to-head with the candidates from Shanyang City."

The examinee from Nanying City said that he had long been disgusted by the indiscriminate attacks by Shanyang City, especially against Nanying and Beihuai, who were simply being targeted.

They were beaten so badly they didn't even have a chance to catch their breath. In the last round of selection, he chose the defending champion from Beihuai City and didn't even dare to fight before admitting defeat. He was afraid that he and the others would be beaten half to death by the candidates from Shanyang, and then they wouldn't even be able to compete.

Jiang He finally got their revenge. Judging from Su Que's injuries, he probably won't be able to participate in the arena for a while.

Zhang Min glanced at arena number 88, then at the other arenas, and suddenly picked up where the Nanying City examinee left off:

"There are also arenas number 120 and number 2. The second and third people who went head-to-head with Shanyang have appeared."

Zhang Min pointed to Bai Zhizhou, who had won two consecutive games, and Long Aotian, who had won three consecutive games.

Unlike Jiang He, who was covered in blood, Bai Zhizhou's Beihuai No.1 Middle School uniform was spotless.

Long Aotian was unleashing his full power, as if he had cheated. Jiang He looked over there and saw that Long Aotian finished one match in almost a minute, his speed almost matching that of the number one arena.

Jiang He's gaze lingered on several arenas before returning to his own.

Before the second half of the martial arts competition was even over, Jiang He had already started looking for team members for the group competition.

Team competition consists of ten members, who can form teams freely.

Jiang He knew that her reputation at Beihuai No.1 Middle School wasn't very good, so she planned to get her teammates in advance.

As Jiang He's gaze shifted, Bai Zhizhou's glasses turned slightly.

Bai Zhizhou found the spiritual herbs that Jiang He had eaten earlier under the arena. He slowly dug up a few herbs, peeled off the outer skin, and put them into his mouth.

The unique pungent aroma of garlic spread throughout his mouth, and he only felt a slight spiciness.

Bai Zhizhou was eating the spiritual herbs when he suddenly started coughing.

The medicinal herbs in his hand were so stimulating that they made his eyes water.

Bai Zhizhou wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand, then put a clove of garlic into his mouth and swallowed it.

The amazing thing is that after consuming the herb, the small ulcers in my mouth that had been caused by internal heat for many days began to slowly heal.

Bai Zhizhou walked off the stage with the spiritual herbs in his hand. As he swallowed all the herbs, he noticed that the absorption of spiritual energy in his body accelerated.

Bai Zhizhou glanced at the spirit herb in his hand, seemingly casually, before looking at Jiang He.

"Bai Zhizhou just ran into the number one from Shanyang No. 1 Middle School. As expected of Hai Chongkong, I only lasted two minutes before I came down. I couldn't beat him at all. I will never steal the number of challengers for the number one arena again."

Why murmur, a question lingered as her gaze fell upon the spiritual herb in Bai Zhizhou's hand:

"Isn't this the grass that Jiang He ate back then? What's wrong with it?"

"You'll know once you try it."

"Ah, eat, eat... grass? No way..."

Bai Zhizhou casually tossed three cloves of garlic at He Bi.

He Bi pursed his lips, wondering why they were all starting to eat grass.

However, seeing Bai Zhizhou popping garlic into his mouth one after another, He Bi suddenly became interested and stuffed a clove of garlic into his mouth as well.

"so spicy."

He Bi, who had just taken a bite of garlic, was surprised by the taste of the spiritual herb, but then spat it all out:

"Pah, pah, pah! Bai Zhizhou, you can actually eat this? Seeing your expressionless face, I thought it tasted strange, but I didn't expect this spiritual herb to taste so weird."

Bai Zhizhou remained calm and continued eating his garlic.

Why should he know that something Bai Zhizhou values ​​must be extraordinary? So he patiently chewed a clove of garlic and forced himself to swallow it.

In just a short while, He Bi also discovered that the absorption of spiritual energy had accelerated.

Later, without Bai Zhizhou saying anything, He Bi just gulped it down in one go.

He Bi's expression as he swallowed raw garlic was rather ugly, attracting the attention of candidates from other cities.

"What's wrong with the test takers in Beihuai City? Are they just a bunch of idiots from Beihuai No. 1 High School, all of them eating grass?"

"Who knew? I was just thinking that the combat skills of the candidates from Beihuai this year were a bit higher, but I didn't expect that their brains were still the same as always. I was worried about the team competition, but now I'm not worried at all."

"This is hilarious! Did they really eat grass? Do they have pica?"

"It's all just a show; when it comes to the ring, it's all about skill."

"That's right, Hai Chongkong is really strong."

"Of course, he's the top student in our Shanyang No. 1 Middle School."

Hai Chongkong, who was considered powerful by others, naturally noticed Bai Zhizhou and He Bi's actions. He frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.