The person sitting at the head of the table was extremely timid. His hand holding his bowl was trembling, and his other hand couldn't even hold his chopsticks steadily. He knew that this meal would not be peaceful. The Xuan Shuang saw his embarrassment and secretly laughed. He pushed a plate of steamed bamboo shoots over and said, "This dish used to be my favorite. Does it suit your taste?"
The person laughed dryly and said, "Thank … thank you, Young Master Ling. This humble one will take it myself." He reluctantly lifted his chopsticks and picked up a bamboo shoot. However, when he raised his hand again, the bamboo shoot seemed to be stuck to the plate. He couldn't pick it up no matter how hard he tried.
The Xuan Shuang was holding his chopsticks and fiddling with the other side of the plate as if nothing had happened. He saw his troubled expression and said, "Oh, everyone has their own preferences. Try this braised eggplant. " He picked up a few bamboo shoots with his chopsticks and ate them with relish. Then, he pushed the plate away and pushed another plate of eggplant over.
The person thought that eggplant was soft and wouldn't be as awkward as before. However, this time, it was a ready-made replica. No matter how hard the two chopsticks tried, the eggplant refused to cooperate. It was so stifled that its face turned red.
The Xuan Shuang smiled and considerately changed the dishes for him. However, that person seemed to be possessed. No matter which dish was placed in front of him, he couldn't pick up a single piece of vegetable or piece of meat. When the plate was moved elsewhere, the demonic spell was immediately removed. This was the most painful meal he had ever eaten in his life.
Not long after, the Xuan Shuang pushed the entire table of dishes in front of him. He drooled as he watched, but none of them could be put into his mouth. The Xuan Shuang said, "You don't like any of them? It seems that this brother has a unique taste. I'm afraid that he won't be easy to serve in the future. However, it doesn't matter. I'll tell the chefs to learn more about cooking. Come, try this plate of Mapo Tofu. "
The person felt as if there was a thorn in his back. He knew that everyone behind him was pointing at him and laughing inwardly. He swore in his heart that he would definitely eat this last plate. Therefore, as soon as the tofu was pushed to the plate, he immediately stretched out his chopsticks and picked up the tofu on the middle layer. At the same time, he used one of the legs of his chopsticks to clean the bottom layer of the tofu. He pressed the tip of his chopsticks against the bottom of the plate and used all his strength.
Who would have thought that this time the 'witchcraft' that had been bothering him for a long time would suddenly lose its effect, the tofu left the plate and flew up. Obviously he had used too much strength and overturned the plate. Piece after piece of scalding tofu flew toward his face. Immediately he cried out in pain as the hot oil flowed down his cheeks.
Xuan Shuang laughed heartily. He raised his hand and punched out. "Bang!" The punch landed squarely on Xuan Shuang's face. That man did not even have time to scream before his body fell backward and landed on his back. Xuan Shuang slapped the table and said, "Look, didn't you ask me just now what kind of person is qualified to sit here? Let me tell you, people of this standard are the first batch to be eliminated. How about it? Is there anyone else who wants to challenge me? "
Everyone looked at each other. Although they didn't see the Xuan Shuang technique clearly, they guessed that it was just some low-level prank. That person just now was especially incompetent. If it were them, they would definitely be able to withstand it.
Not long after, another person came forward. He had greasy hair and a powdered face. He picked up the overturned chair and casually sat down. The first thing he did was to pick up the vegetables in front of him. From where he was standing, even if someone tried to act mysterious, he would still be able to see everything clearly. Sure enough, as soon as he took his first bite, he came out unscathed. A complacent expression immediately appeared on his face.
Shangguan Yaohua sneered slightly. He whispered to Nangong Xue, who was next to him, "This kid is too careless. I think he's even worse than the previous person." Nangong Xue's gaze lingered on his face for a moment, then turned to the person who was about to be 'punished'.
Xuan Shuang said, "This brother is indeed forthright! Come, let's be friends. I'll toast you. "He raised his wine cup and raised it in the air. That person raised his wine pot and slowly poured a cup of wine. While he was raising his cup, he turned it over and over to size it up. He didn't see anything unusual about his wine cup. The other party was just clinking cups with him. What kind of tricks could he play? He held his wine cup tightly with both hands to prevent it from being snatched away. He smiled and said, "Many thanks, Young Master Ling. Come, drink!"
When their wine cups touched, that person didn't feel any vibration. It was as if he was drinking with his brother at a banquet. His heart immediately relaxed. He was certain that he had neutralized Xuan Shuang's attack. He secretly laughed and said, "Other people boast about how great you, Ling Shuang Jin, are. I think you're just so-so." Seeing him take the wine cup and drink it in one gulp, he also laughed heartily. He suddenly raised his hand and opened his mouth slightly, waiting for the wine to enter his mouth.
However, halfway through raising the wine cup, he felt a cold, wet sensation on his clothes and pants. At the same time, there was a strange pitter-patter sound. Looking down, he saw a stream of water pouring down like a clear spring, completely drenching his body. Along his knees, the water continued to flow. He also felt some liquid dripping down his ankles. He was shocked and curious. Before he could regain his senses, the wine cup in his hand exploded with a "pa" sound, the shards flying everywhere.
A small, sharp shard was flying towards his right eye. He felt the sharp object suddenly magnify. Then, his vision turned black, followed by a sharp pain. A stream of liquid flowed out of his eye and passed through the tip of his nose. He smelled a strong scent of blood. "Aiya!" He screamed and covered his right eye with both hands.
The Xuan Shuang sighed and said, "Ai, I treated you as a friend out of kindness. Why didn't you give me face? Even if others wanted to pour wine, they would pour it into their sleeves. At least outsiders wouldn't notice. However, you poured a bowl of wine in front of me. It doesn't matter if you ruined my good intentions, but it would be a pity if you ruined the fine wine here. "
The Shangguan Yaohua laughed coldly and said, "Young Master Ling is too kind. What right does a piece of trash who can't even drink a bowl of wine have to sit here quietly? Why aren't you getting out of here? "
That person covered his eye. Everything in front of him was a blur. His right eye was seeing stars, mixed with a bit of red. Facing the Shangguan Yaohua, he was angry, but he didn't dare to say anything. At most, he was missing an eye. If he offended him, he might not even be able to keep his life. Thus, he retreated in embarrassment. The Nangong Xue snorted coldly. He didn't care about this cruel game.
The Xuan Shuang was having fun. He called out, "Hey, who else is there? Come here! "Everyone looked at each other. For a long time, no one dared to move. The Xuan Shuang said, "If you don't come up, I'll pick whoever I want. Oh … "He waved his arm and pointed in front of him, saying," It's you. Come here! "
The person who was pointed at spread out in a circle, leaving him alone in the center. That person still had a trace of hope. He pointed at the tip of his nose. The Xuan Shuang cooperated with him and nodded vigorously. With a long face, the man dragged himself forward step by step. As soon as he sat down at the table, he seemed to resign himself to fate. He took a big gulp from his wine cup, picked up some vegetables with his chopsticks, and chewed. The Xuan Shuang held a pepper bottle in his hand and was sprinkling seasoning on his beef.
Ping Ruoyu laughed loudly. He even forgot to move his chopsticks, saying, "Wonderful! Really wonderful! Even I can't tell what kind of tricks he used. But it's not easy to come up with so many tricks. Lord Seven Evil Spirits, he's really worthy of being your disciple. I'm sincerely convinced. "
Jiang Liechen smiled faintly, saying, "Let him play. He's been running around with me all day, doing all kinds of old-fashioned things. It's rare for him to have a chance to relax. Moreover, he'll need to practice martial arts. It'll be another form of training. "
Ping Ruoyu said, "Is that so? There's martial arts in this game? That'll really be an eye-opener! But I have to say, you're really biased. When I wanted to make fun of Yao Hua gege, you called me childish. When your disciple made fun of others, you praised him for being smart. Even if you want to protect him, you don't have to be so obvious. "
The Shangguan Yaohua smiled and poured a cup of wine. He said to Jiang Liechen, "You're not that annoying! Come, let me toast you. " Jiang Liechen was startled. Seeing him being so friendly, he wasn't used to it. He asked tentatively, "You … want to toast me?" The Shangguan Yaohua said, "Can't I? If you don't want to, you can just say so. I'm not worthy of toasting you anyway. "
Jiang Liechen came back to his senses, saying, "No, I'm the one who should be flattered. Thank you very much. " The two of them each drank a cup. Ping Ruoyu said with a smile, "This is all thanks to Shuang Jin that Yao Hua gege changed his opinion of you. If you want to thank someone next, you should thank him. How do you want to reward him? "
Everyone laughed and joked. Ping Ruoyu was experienced and prudent, but he smiled and didn't say anything. Not long after, all the young people were called by Xuan Shuang. They all suffered a lot and left the banquet. None of them didn't come in high spirits and leave in disappointment.
In the end, someone suddenly called out, "We can't beat you, we can admit defeat. Indeed, we're not worthy of sitting here. However, Young Master Mu, please show everyone that he is worthy of his position. Otherwise, how can we be convinced? "As soon as this suggestion was made, everyone didn't care about their own bruises and shouted in response.
The Xuan Shuang was in high spirits. He turned to Nangong Xue and said, "Everyone is shouting, don't ruin their mood. Let's play, I can be merciful. Besides, with your martial arts, you'll definitely pass easily. "When the crowd heard that he was going to be merciful to Mu Zi Xue, they hissed and shouted," Don't be merciful! Young Master Ling, since we're playing, let's play to our hearts' content and treat everyone equally! If even one of us breaks the rules, no one will be happy. "
The Shangguan Yaohua saw that the challengers were all defeated and thought that this "test" wouldn't be easy to pass. He raised his hand to protect Nangong Xue and said, "No need, don't make things difficult for her. Zi Xue … she's not feeling well. Why don't I take her place and receive your attacks. "He stuttered when he said this, obviously lacking confidence.
The Xuan Shuang said, "What a joke. He hasn't even said whether he's feeling well or not, how do you know? I don't know if you can read his mind, or if you are something else? "
The Shangguan Yaohua was furious. In the past, he had a good relationship with the Lord Baylor Ling in the palace. Even if he had a bad mouth, he wouldn't be so harsh. He turned around and complained, "Hey, your precious disciple is being disrespectful to me and you don't do anything about it!" The Jiang Liechen laughed and said, "Of all the people here, only Shuang Jin is someone I can't control. He's your junior, yet you want to bicker with a child? "
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