Once upon a time there was a greedy snake

Yes, aliens.

At this moment, Du Yi felt that he could accept anything. Since this world has magic, gods, souls, and the underworld, it was only natural that a few aliens would appear. As for the origin of these aliens, that was irrelevant, at least for now.

Even if we want to understand these aliens, we must first take action and beat them all to their knees before we can even ask them questions.

Just like the sun god with the eagle's head.

Du Yi could only say that he wanted to talk things out properly, but unfortunately, not everyone was willing to talk to him properly.

"But it doesn't matter, body language is a language too."

However, Du Yi definitely needs to eat first before the fight begins.

With the mammoths no longer a major source of food, it's already quite difficult for Du Yi to get enough to eat. Of course, if he really ate to his heart's content, it wouldn't be impossible, but if he ate all the food, who knows how many people on this land would starve to death.

Therefore, from the perspective of sustainable development, Du Yi still controlled his appetite. Most of the time, he only ate until he was half full—just like this time. After cleaning and putting hundreds of cows on the grill, Du Yi felt that he should at least feel a little full.

"After all, there's nowhere to hunt these days..."

Yes, this is the world now, a place different from before. Long ago, when he was hungry, he could just go hunting. Mammoths and saber-toothed tigers were not exactly everywhere, but they were not hard to find either. But now, it's completely different. As the territory of these humans expands, the places that can be used as hunting grounds are becoming fewer and fewer.

However, Du Yi didn't see this as a bad thing. After all, based on his own experience, wild game was only good for its novelty. Apart from that, it was far inferior to artificially bred varieties in terms of both quantity and quality.

"Artificial breeding..."

Thinking of this, Du Yi couldn't help but recall the mammoths he had left behind, wondering where the Ignivas had taken them.

He was craving that taste.

So he decided to hypnotize himself.

"This isn't beef, it's mammoth meat; this isn't beef bone, it's mammoth bone..."

While muttering this to himself, Du Yi brushed his specially prepared sauce onto the whole cows.

Perhaps the hypnosis was truly effective, because Du Yi actually faintly smelled a hint of elephant in the smoke from the roasting.

However, Du Yi didn't get too absorbed in the barbecue. He was still vigilantly scanning his surroundings—after all, if he focused all his attention on the barbecue, he would probably suffer a great loss if someone launched a sneak attack at this time.

As for whether anyone would launch a sneak attack at this time, Du Yi had never actually seen it, but if it were him, he certainly wouldn't let go of such a great opportunity to make a move.

Therefore, judging others by his own standards, Du Yi never thinks of his enemies as noble. Although he doesn't have enemies most of the time, if he does, they would definitely be ruthless people who would use any means necessary.

However, to Du Yi's surprise, his enemy actually stepped forward in a very noble manner.

She even walked straight up to him.

"Are you the snake god?"

The burly humanoid figure, clad in leather armor, looked up at the enormous serpentine body before him, which resembled a small mountain.

“My name is Elias, the champion chosen by the god of courage. I heard you are very strong, so I came to challenge you.”

"..."

Du Yi's expression was rather unpleasant; for a moment, he didn't even know how to describe his feelings.

Clearly, this tin can that calls itself Elias is one of the aliens the Eagle-Headed Man was talking about. According to the Eagle-Headed Man, these aliens represent the great power above the stars—although the Eagle-Headed Man didn't say much else, it's obvious that these alien cans have ill intentions.

Just like now, this guy in the tin can is ready to fight him right away, and there's no possibility of them talking properly.

But that's where the problem lies.

Calling this "tin can" despicable is an understatement. It took the initiative to step forward, and it wasn't without opportunities to launch a sneak attack, such as when Du Yi was seriously grilling meat. However, the "tin can" didn't choose to attack at all; instead, it issued a challenge openly and honestly.

But if we say that this tin can isn't despicable...

Did they deliberately come to challenge him before he ate? Were they planning to make him fight on an empty stomach?

"Alright."

Although he was a little hungry, Du Yi no longer wanted to eat since the enemy had already attacked.

Anyway, it's the same whether you eat after you finish the exercise or not; in fact, appropriate exercise can actually help with digestion.

"Then let's get started."

Du Yi had already raised his tail and picked up a huge rock; this was his starting stance.

However, just as Du Yi was about to throw the boulder, the tin can in front of him, who called himself Elias, pulled out a set of pots and pans from somewhere, and even dragged out a bag of wheat.

"What are you..."

Du Yi was completely stunned; he couldn't understand what the tin can was trying to express at all.

Didn't you say you wanted to challenge him? What's the point of putting all this out there?

"This is my challenge."

The chosen champion Elias drew his greatsword, but the broken blade looked more like a kitchen knife than a sword.

"Since you are the strongest in this world, then I will let you know that my skills are even stronger than yours!"

As he spoke, the giant named Elias wielded his sword with lightning speed, and in a short while, he chopped the entire bag of wheat into flour!

After being infused with a liquid that resembled blood, the flour solidified into a dark red dough.

Immediately afterwards, with Elias raising his hand, a blazing pillar of fire rose out of thin air, enveloping the dough.

A strange fragrance wafted faintly from the pillar of fire.

"I have come to understand your power, and I can even do better than you... I am the true strongest!"

With a roar, the dough, baked until fluffy, began to emit an unusual glow.

"This is my challenge!"

With a flick of the greatsword, the bread rolls with blood-red patterns flew out from the pillar of fire and arranged neatly on the blade.

"Do you dare to face it?!"

Chapter 201 The Ancient Serpent's Victory

A champion is a champion because he is number one; a chosen one is a chosen one because only the strongest can receive the attention of the god of courage.

In other words, being number one is number one no matter where you are, and being the strongest is being the strongest no matter what you do.

Therefore, after personally experiencing the level suppression from level 335, the Chosen Champion Elias realized that if he wanted to become the true strongest, he had to defeat this powerful enemy head-on.

As for the methods of achieving a direct victory...

"Naturally, it'll be where you excel!"

Seven days ago, Elias issued such a challenge to that powerful old man who was at level 335.

This is also the pride of the chosen champions, their respect for the strong, using their own skills to attack the opponent's weaknesses. From the perspective of killing efficiency, it is naturally the most effective method. However, from the perspective of proving strength and courage, it is not a good thing.

Using your strengths to attack your opponent's weaknesses, instead of confronting their strengths head-on, is undoubtedly an admission of their power, and could even be seen as a manifestation of fear.

Therefore, if you want to prove your strength and courage, you must face the strength of your enemy head-on and let them know who is truly the strongest.

"I will do better than you."

With this sense of pride, the chosen champion Elias also presented his work.

In other words, these few loaves of bread right now.

Elias still remembers that after eating those few loaves of bread, the old man froze, then closed his eyes and peacefully passed away.

Clearly, it was his work that allowed the old man to let go of his obsession. He has successfully proven himself, proving that he is even stronger than that old man at level 335.

Moreover, after defeating that old man, his level also increased.

The other chosen champions who were with him had long since become his defeated opponents.

Although they did choose to challenge the level 335 old man together, they had already held an internal competition before the challenge began—and Elias was the winner of that competition. Whether it was knife skills, dough kneading, or heat control, he was the best of the best.

Now, as the champion who has won again and again, as the only chosen one, Elias, with his unparalleled skills, has come before the supreme being that the old man spoke of.

"I've heard you're very strong, but I'm even stronger than you."

Ilyas looked solemnly at the enormous ancient serpent that was only level one before him.

Level 1 is stronger than Level 335, which sounds a bit unbelievable, but with the mentality of a lion hunting a rabbit, Elias still chose to deal with it seriously.

"These blood breads are my masterpiece."

Looking at the bread loaves on the longsword, Elias felt a surge of confidence.

Do you dare to face it?

……

Du Yi, who was about to make his move, was stunned. He never expected that the challenge mentioned by the alien tin can was actually this.

They just baked a few loaves of bread on the spot and asked him if he dared to eat them. Is that really considered a challenge?

"What's wrong with this?"

Du Yi curled his long tail and put the bread into his mouth.

The flour itself was of decent quality; in terms of taste, it was probably local wheat. However, the water added during kneading was really lacking. Du Yi could vaguely sense that the canned food company might have wanted to combine blood tofu and bread, but clearly, this combination was a bit of a failure.

"It tastes a bit bad."

This was Du Yi's assessment; he really couldn't find anything to praise.

But who would have thought that just by giving an objective evaluation, this tin can named Elias would kneel down on the ground.

"How is this possible! Absolutely impossible!"

Elias roared and pounded the ground with his fists.

"That's the result of my training over this period of time, the culmination of my hard work... I don't believe it! You're definitely just putting on a brave face! In reality, you've already been conquered by my skills!"

"...?"

Du Yi was starting to lose track of what the tin can was saying; he just felt that the tin can had probably gone mad.

Can this really be considered a skill?

"You really haven't eaten anything good before."

Seeing that the beef next to him was already cooked, Du Yi casually picked a whole roasted cow and tossed it to the alien tin can.

"Try this."

"That's all?"

Looking at the whole roasted cow in front of him, Elias took a deep breath.

Indeed, the beef smells incredibly fragrant, but that's ultimately just the advantage of the ingredients, and has nothing to do with the skill involved—if something like that is considered the strongest, then that so-called strongest is nothing more than that.

But after taking a few bites, Elias suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

The meat itself was grilled perfectly, and the sauce was applied just right. The whole cow was thoroughly cooked, and every inch of beef was tender and flavorful.

However, this is not a problem; it is the biggest problem in itself.

If it's just a piece of beef, this kind of processing is normal, but processing an entire cow to this extent is completely abnormal. As we all know, meat has thickness. If it's not cut into a shape suitable for grilling, it's extremely easy for the outside meat to be cooked while the inside is uncooked, or for the inside meat to be cooked while the outside is completely charred.

Now, the whole cow, inside and out, is thoroughly roasted, and the sauce, which is the finishing touch, has seeped into every fiber of the beef.

"This……"

After taking two bites of meat, Elias was speechless for a long time.

Is this really possible?

How could such a thing possibly be possible?

"Yes... I lost."

Elias lowered his head in shame.

The more Elias ate, the more he felt the gap between them; the more he ate, the less he could understand—if he couldn't even understand, there was no possibility of surpassing him.

The old man at level 335 was right; what appeared before him was indeed a towering mountain that commanded respect.

However, as the chosen champion of the god of courage, he would not fall so easily.

"Losing is for the sake of winning better!"

As he chewed on the beef, the Chosen Champion Elias made up his mind.

"I will win! I will!"