Chapter 210 Duel
“Is this the meat of the Taoist Crocodile?!”

When seeing this familiar meat, the chef immediately looked at Mo Lang with some surprise.

He couldn’t understand how this guy got the meat of the Taoist Priest Tuo.

“how do you know?”

Mo Lang was also a little surprised. Could it be that the chef here had really cooked demigod-level meat?

“Every two or three years, during the time when new students are enrolled, the dean would bring the meat of the crocodile Taoist priest to me for cooking and have a few drinks with me. Of course, I know him and have eaten a lot of it.”

The chef was a burly man with a beard and a tall chef’s hat. He said with a look of pride, “In the entire Dragon Country, I am the only S-level chef who has cooked and eaten demigod-level monster meat.”

“This is what my uncle gave me.”

Mo Lang looked at the chef, cut another ten kilograms of crocodile meat and handed it to the chef, saying, “How about this ten kilograms of meat as the cooking fee for you, senior?”

“Uncle Master? Are you the God Summoner who can summon gods?”

Hearing Mo Lang’s words, the chef remembered that Wu Zun had mentioned to him before that he had a new nephew.

When he saw Mo Lang directly cut ten kilograms of crocodile meat from the Taoist Tuo for him, he immediately smiled and said enthusiastically: “No wonder the dean often said that his little nephew is a dragon among men. Now that I see him, it is indeed true.”

“I didn’t say that. You’re fawning on a junior just for ten kilograms of crocodile meat. You’re really bringing shame to me.” At this time, Wu Zun appeared behind the chef and said to him with a sidelong glance.

“Meet the dean!”

When they saw Wu Zun appear, everyone present immediately clasped their fists and greeted him.

“Everyone doesn’t need to be so restrained. Just eat and drink as usual and pretend I don’t exist.” Wu Zun waved his hand indifferently. What he hated most was this kind of formalism.

I am not a leader.

“Boy, cut 50 kilograms of meat for me. I’ll ask Old Xu to make some snacks to go with the wine.” Wu Zun looked at Mo Lang and said.

“Yes.”

Mo Lang directly cut fifty kilograms and handed it to Xu Xing, the chef.

“Okay then, enjoy your meal and I’ll go and help you process the crocodile meat.” Upon hearing this, Xu Xing happily carried the meat to the kitchen.

“I won’t disturb you anymore, just take your time eating.” Wu Zun knew that his presence would definitely affect the atmosphere, so he followed him into the kitchen.

“I’m so jealous!!! Demigod-level meat! I’m afraid the number of people who have eaten it in the entire Dragon Nation can be counted on two hands, right?”

“Yes! After all, in that great war, ten demigod-level aliens defeated the Dragon Kingdom and conquered the nine states. They had to defend the capital of Zhongzhou. If that person hadn’t broken through to the god level at the critical moment, the human race would have become slaves of the aliens even if they existed. Who could afford to eat the meat of demigod-level monsters?”

“Who said it wasn’t true? I’m so envious of having a demigod-level uncle!”

“Demigod-level monster meat, given as soon as I ask, is this the benefit of having a master uncle?”

“…”

Seeing that Mo Lang was actually eating the meat of a semi-god-level monster, all the old students showed envious looks.

After all, even their ancestors may not have eaten it. If he graduates and goes back, he can brag about it in front of his ancestors for the rest of his life.

“Junior brother Mo, I originally wanted to treat you guys to a meal, but it turns out that I got the chance to take advantage of you.” Seeing that Mo Lang actually possessed semi-god-level monster meat, Luo Shui looked at Mo Lang with a complicated expression and said.

Especially when she saw the members of her Luoshui Pavilion looking at Mo Lang one by one, their eyes lit up and her expression became even more complicated.

“Master Mo is so generous!”

I don’t know who among the freshmen shouted, but suddenly all the freshmen cheered.

If it weren’t for Mo Lang, they might never be able to eat the demigod-level monster meat in their lifetime.

At this moment, their gratitude towards Mo Lang became even stronger.

“I won’t come home until I get drunk tonight!”

Seeing the lively atmosphere, Mo Lang immediately became interested and shouted.

“Don’t go home until you’re drunk!” We were all adults, so how could we not drink? When we heard “Don’t go home until you’re drunk”, the atmosphere reached a climax again.

When sitting down, Qin Meir sat directly next to Mo Lang.

When the wine and dishes were served, everyone raised their glasses to toast Mo Lang.

Mo Lang also liked to drink and had a good alcohol tolerance, but he couldn’t handle so many people. Each person had a cup, and after one round, he didn’t eat much of the food and felt drunk.

So he stopped immediately.

“You can drink if you want. Just roll the dice and the loser drinks.”

The reason why Mo Lang said this must be because he was very confident in rolling the dice.

Known as the Dice King!

In the nightlife scene, there was a man who fought ten people in single combat and remained undefeated.

“Come!”

“It’s just who is afraid of who!”

“We can’t beat you. We can’t beat you even if we roll the dice!”

“Hahaha, brothers, charge!”

The atmosphere was already like this. After hearing what Mo Lang said, everyone was waiting to roll the dice with Mo Lang.

Of course, some people also played it by themselves and with their friends.

After all, with so many people, if they line up and play one by one, their mouths will crack.

“Who else!”

Just like that, after Mo Lang won seven games in a row, he shouted.

This directly aroused those hot tempers.

Later, Mo Lang even felt that they were too slow individually, so he asked the five of them to work together to attack three or four families directly.

Of course Mo Lang also drank a lot, and after an hour or two, he felt drunk.

Many of them went back.

Because they had eaten the meat of the king level and the demigod level, they had to hurry back to digest this power and the Dao rhyme it contained.

Just when everyone was almost gone, Mo Lang felt a soft and fragrant body suddenly fall into his arms, and subconsciously he put his hand on the fragrant body’s shoulder.

Then the palms were placed where they should be.

Tan Meir, who was pretending to be drunk in Mo Lang’s arms, suddenly widened her originally dazed eyes, and her face, which was already a little flushed due to drinking, became extremely red.

Although a lot of people left, there are still many people who were attacked on the chest in public?

This caused her brain to crash for a few seconds, and then she immediately covered her face and ran towards the toilet.

Why don’t you go home?

With such a good opportunity, why don’t you go home and give the chance to others?
Tan Meir obviously wouldn’t do that, she wanted to make it a fait accompli!
I can only hide in the toilet and wait until there are fewer people, and then take the opportunity to pick up the body!

When she came to the bathroom, she deliberately hid behind the wall and secretly stuck her head out to see if anyone noticed.

When she found that no one had any idea, she breathed a sigh of relief, patted her plump chest, and walked into the bathroom.

But she still ignored Xiao Sheng who had been paying attention to her.

“Brother Mo, let’s fight one-on-one!”

When he saw Tan Meir walk into the bathroom, Xiao Sheng came over with a glass of wine and said to Mo Lang with a drunken face.

(End of this chapter)