145 Man Who Relies on Face to Ea (2/2)

The provision about the lottery was not written in details in the rules. However, this was the only way a contestant could directly get advance cards by spending the points. It was 130 points for one draw, but 1280 for eleven draws in a row. However, the lottery chance was actually very unreasonable. For a high-level card, the chance was only one in a thousand; in terms of cost, it cost more than a hundred thousand points to get two high-level cards, which was much higher than the card’s actual value. Therefore, in the eyes of academically talented people, this kind of lottery was just a futile effort for a desperado; wasting the precious points on lottery was really unreasonable to them!

As for the several Ten Thousand Arts Sect Elders, their eyes were glued to that fast spinning ball, trying to ensure that it wasn’t rigged by the Spirit Sword Sect...Then, under the gaze of everyone, the spinning ball began to emit playing cards.

Level one card ”Sweet bean curd”. Level one card ”Meat dumplings”, level one card ”Meat rice ball”...

Zhao Jiangyuan laughed out loud, nearly spurting out the streaky pork he was currently eating—sure enough, it was the standard trash card!

Although they were counted as level one, they might as well be level zero! Not only their points were insufficient, but their nutrition points were also mainly of dark colors—i.e. Poison! This would greatly affect the accumulated nutrition points; they deserved to be thrown into the trash!

However, on the fourth card, Zhao Jiangyuan could not smile anymore.

Level three card ”Crab meat tofu”.

This fourth card was actually the same exact card that he had just redeemed, a card with very balanced points and nutritions—a high-quality level three card. For this card, he had to spend a considerable amount of effort in the second level card stage, yet Wang Lu had actually acquired this card directly!

Moreover, this was not the end. On the fifth card, Zhao Jiangyuan was outraged. ”Impossible!”

Level six card ”Lady Boss’s sliced white meat”.

Followed by the sixth card, level five card ”Lady Boss’s plain noodles”. Seventh card, level five card ”Lady Boss’s onion cake”. Eighth card, level four card ”Fish and chips”. Ninth card, trash level card ”Look up at the starry sky”. Tenth card, trash level card ”Five benevolent moon cake”; and eleventh card, level six card ”A bottle of golden seasoning”!

Under the shocked eyes of the onlookers, Wang Lu calmly received the cards and directly destroyed the several trash cards to reclaim dozens of points. At the same time, he fused the two level six cards ”A bottle of golden seasoning” and ”Lady Boss’ sliced white meat”, into an upgraded level six card ”Lady Boss’ refined sliced white meat”!

One small bowl of sliced white meat, which was extremely rich with immortal spiritual energy aura, could provide the contestant with six hundred points and ten nutrition points; compared to the level one braised beef noodles, it’s quality to price ratio was more than ten times!

All of the Ten Thousand Arts Sect contestants looked silly. Lu Qiancai even had to repeatedly cough after he directly swallowed his noodles through his nostrils.

However, a certain commentator was ecstatic. ”Level six card! Level six card! The legendary level six card! Unexpectedly, just when the competition enters its middle stage, a contestant already got a level six card, which completely reversed their previous adverse situation! He is really worthy to be the most excellent contestant from the Spirit Sword Sect, and the one with the brightest future, Wang Lu! The Ten Thousand Arts Sect contestants rely on their academic and technical prowess, but our Spirit Sword Sect disciples rely on the face! I think in light of this development, the sect should increase the food budget for his Non-Phase Peak! Specifically, it’s to…”

Then the commentator was directly expelled out of the cafeteria by Spirit Sword Sect Elders.

However, this temporary interlude couldn’t affect the dead silence atmosphere. The Ten Thousand Arts Sect disciples have been unable to eat; they just stared at the upgraded level six card in Wang Lu’s hand like they were somehow in a dream.

”Is this how your Spirit Sword Sect compete?” As the Eldest Brother, Zhan Ziye took the responsibility to protest first. However, before he could continue, his Master Yuan Chaonian sighed and said, ”Ziye, don’t say anymore, this is not cheating.”

Zhan Ziye’s eyes sprang wide. ”Not cheating!?”

”Some people were born with enormous luck, you shouldn’t envy them.”

”T-that’s just pure luck!?”

Yuan Chaonian nodded but didn’t explain further. The concept of luck was still too early to be taught to Zhan Ziye… What was beyond his expectation was this enormous luck had unexpectedly landed on that Wang Lu.

Since the Elder has spoken, the competition went on. However, the atmosphere had obviously turned for the worst. The Ten Thousand Arts Sect disciples no longer have their previous leisure-as-if-the-winner-was-already-decided mentality. Because a certain person with enormous luck had gotten several level five cards and a level six card; in a short time, the other side would catch up to their total nutrition points. If this trend continued, it wouldn’t be too long before they were to be overtaken!

”Damn, I don’t believe it!” Finally, Lu Qiancai couldn’t hold back anymore; he raised his hand. ”1280 points, eleven draws!”

”Junior Brother, don’t be impulsive!”

Unfortunately, that warning came too late. Lu Qiancai’s points had already been deducted and, before long, the eleven cards belched out.

Lu Qiancai only took a single glance, and his face immediately turned pale. Before him, all of the cards were trash level cards!

The next moment, to add insult to injury, Lu Qiancai felt his stomach was about to burst; he couldn’t help but want to vomit. However, he promptly suppressed his body’s physical reaction with his magical power and managed to swallow it back. Nevertheless, his appetite had been greatly reduced; he couldn’t even eat more than a bite.

Zhan Ziye gave him a puzzled glance. ”Junior Brother?”

Lu Qiancai reluctantly turned his head. ”Senior Brother, it seems like the effect of the Healthy Stomach Digestion Pill has been canceled out. M-My nausea is really overwhelming!”

Zhan Ziye was startled, what exactly is wrong with the chef here that even the Healthy Stomach Digestion Pill couldn’t stop her!?

He then turned around and looked at these Spirit Sword Sect disciples who had been maintaining unpleasant expression yet constant eating speed; a trace of admiration flashed through his eyes.

This group of barbarians… is actually really strong!