I'm in Type-Moon, I have a Holy Evil Simulator

The commentator couldn't believe his eyes. Seeing Xuanwu Jun completely collapse, he cried out in grief—

"No one could have imagined that the Xuanwu Lord, whom we had placed such high hopes on, would fall to the dark horse Miyamoto Musashi! He was defeated after only twenty-two bowls!"

Seeing that Mr. Xuanwu had died prematurely due to the pressure from Miyamoto Musashi, the three-time champion Fico had no time to laugh out loud.

On the contrary, this southern barbarian was sweating profusely.

His strategy this time is the marathon race that has been passed down from ancient Greece.

That is to win this eating contest with steady and cautious operations.

As long as he follows his plan and nothing goes wrong, he will be able to maintain his winning streak and win the championship...

But who is this Miyamoto Musashi?

First, he broke the initial layout with a rushing posture, and now he has awakened the so-called two-day and one-level eating method to speed up the progress of the game...!

Fico has only eaten twenty bowls so far, but Miyamoto Musashi is already heading towards twenty-five bowls!

You should know that there is a time limit for eating contests. It is impossible for you to sit there and eat for seven days and seven nights.

The total duration of the competition is one hour.

To describe it in terms of a marathon race, Fico is already half a lap behind Miyamoto Musashi!

The gap between twenty-five bowls and twenty bowls is almost impossible to make up with time.

If the gap between the two exceeds ten bowls, then Fico will be no different from having already lost!

hateful......

Could it be that I'm too fond of switching screens, always observing my opponent with my peripheral vision, causing me to misjudge my own progress?!

No, I must think of some way to overtake Miyamoto Musashi!

The three-time champion Southern Barbarian King Fico pondered for a moment and finally came up with a sure-win method.

He suddenly raised his right hand and began to speak loudly:

"I request a suspension of play!"

"Hmm? What's going on here?"

Faced with the commentator's confusion, Fico gave his own explanation:

"I doubt the fairness of the competition! You Japanese must have tampered with the ramen!!"

Chapter 54: Thank you for the plane that was sent to me

Well known.

There is an unbridgeable gap between the southern barbarians and the Japanese, that is, there are extremely serious cultural differences.

For example, before the southern barbarians came to Japan, the Japanese did not even use much spices in their meals, and they euphemistically called their main dish the original flavor.

The Nanman people brought a different innovation to ramen, which was to add a series of spices for seasoning such as chili peppers, chopped green onions, garlic, etc.

Even tempura, the famous Japanese dish that later became famous, was actually created by the southern barbarians.

Therefore, in the face of Fico's questioning, the event organizers had to take it seriously.

On the one hand, Fico is a southern barbarian, so if he says there is something wrong with ramen, he must have his reasons.

On the other hand, Fico himself is the triple champion of the eating contest, so he naturally has the privilege of speaking.

If the situation becomes serious, it is possible that the fifth eating contest will be abruptly terminated.

So the referee quickly ran to Fico's table and asked what was wrong with the ramen.

Fico pointed at the ramen in front of him and said in a deep voice—

"The ramen is cooked too quickly. To supply the competitive eating contest, the ramen produced in the back of the kitchen lacks craftsmanship! I can't stand this soulless ramen!"

"You must be kidding! Our noodle shop has been preparing for this eating contest for a whole month! How could there be any quality issues?"

When the chef in the kitchen heard Fico insulting the quality of ramen, he immediately became angry.

"Besides, I've traveled all the way to Owari and haven't had a good rest, yet these local Japanese athletes are able to compete at their peak. This is inherently unfair!"

Miyamoto Musashi, who was eating noodles, couldn't hold it in anymore after hearing this. Hearing that she was about to curse, Axue, who was taking care of the fallen Oda Nobunaga, spoke for her.

"This is entirely your own fault, isn't it? If you had come to Owari earlier, how could you not have gotten enough rest?"

"...and it's so hot inside the noodle shop! It really affects my appetite!!"

Fico already felt that there was absolutely no chance for him to overtake Miyamoto Musashi, he had to end the game here!

"Either clear the points and rematch now! Or I'll withdraw from the competition in protest!"

The strategy that this southern barbarian had in mind was very simple.

As long as you don't play, you won't lose.

The strongest one is never on the field. As long as you withdraw from the competition, you will still be the invincible triple crown champion!

Since there is no hope of defeating Miyamoto Musashi now, he must maintain his undefeated status as the Triple Crown Champion!

After seeing Fico's series of excuses, the people around him immediately started to talk about it.

"This southern barbarian is so stubborn! It's obvious that all these excuses are fabricated by him!"

"But he's a Triple Crown winner! This is clearly the organizer's fault!"

"Bullshit! His strength has declined! He can't beat Miyamoto Musashi at all! Anything he says about losing is just an excuse!"

"Barbarians, get out of the eating contest! Barbarians, get out of the eating contest!"

After all, the only players still supporting the team on the field are Miyamoto Musashi and Fico.

In other words, now it is a battle for the championship and runner-up.

If Fico withdraws from the competition, he will hand over the championship to others.

But if the match were to be rematched, Miyamoto Musashi's current huge advantage would be wiped out!

The organizers were instantly worried about how to deal with a tough guy like Fico.

"It's okay, let's have a rematch!"

Unexpectedly, at this time, it was Miyamoto Musashi who put down his chopsticks and spoke first.

And what he said actually scared Axue who was standing next to him!

"I can accept a rematch, but there must be a rule, and that is to decide the winner within ten bowls!"

Is this still the always despicable Miyamoto Musashi?

How could they accept such an unequal treaty?

After a brief discussion with the event organizers, Fico accepted Miyamoto Musashi's proposal, but he also had a request -

That means Miyamoto Musashi can no longer use Niten Ichiryu and must eat one bowl at a time!

"This is simply a tyrannical treaty!"

"Yeah! Miyamoto Musashi obviously ate several extra bowls of ramen, but is Fico afraid that he won't have enough of an advantage in the rematch and will lose?"

"Teacher Dafei has become old and shameless!"

Facing the ridicule of everyone present, Fico remained calm and his mentality was not affected at all.

"Okay! Just as you say! I accept everything!"

Who would have expected that Miyamoto Musashi would actually nod in agreement, but then she spoke.

"But now, everything is being conducted according to your wishes. If you lose, I have only one request of you: stop being stubborn! You must sincerely bow and apologize to me, the tournament organizers, and even all the other contestants!"

Fico stared into Miyamoto Musashi's eyes.

Unexpectedly, this woman was so confident, which made the triple crown champion a little worried.

But after all, Miyamoto Musashi had already eaten twenty-five bowls of ramen, so at least he who only ate twenty bowls of ramen should be at an advantage.

Moreover, Miyamoto Musashi herself had overtaken the competition through Niten Ichiryu, and now that her unique skills have been banned, the advantage is still mine...

"Very good, I agree!"

After discussion by the competition team and negotiation between the contestants from both sides, the venue for the competitive eating contest began to be reset.

After a short break, Miyamoto Musashi and Fico had the last ten bowls of ramen ready for the final battle.

"...Do you have a chance of winning?"

Before the game started, Axue approached Miyamoto Musashi and asked in a low voice.

After all, Miyamoto Musashi is not an immortal. Axue has already noticed through his observation Haki that Miyamoto Musashi is actually at the end of his strength and does not seem to have the real strength to defeat Fico.

On the contrary, her opponent Fico is in great shape. He has been gathering his strength during the competition and now looks more like a champion.

"Don't worry, would I play a game where I have no chance of winning?"

Miyamoto Musashi's lower abdomen was bloated, like a pregnant woman who had been stuffed full of puffs.

But she still forced herself to give Axue a confident smile.

"When you duelled with me, you seemed this confident at the beginning, didn't you?"

".......I'm just asking you if I won later!"

Miyamoto Musashi took a deep breath and then said confidently.

"Don't worry, every evil will be dealt with by its own evil. With all these schemes and tricks, how could this southern barbarian possibly be my opponent?"

as predicted.

Facing the three-time champion Fico who was the first to use dirty tricks, Miyamoto Musashi is definitely not the kind of person who would just suffer losses.

Dirtier, right?

No more acting, right?

Well, there is no one in Japan who is better at playing dirty than Miyamoto Musashi!

"Southern Barbarian, go back to your hometown and eat bananas later!!!"

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PS: After receiving feedback, Xiaochun made some minor adjustments to the description of the plot of the mortgaged weapons in Chapter 51. You can view the chapter content by refreshing the chapter in the upper right corner.

It's okay to make up the plot, but what's the point of making up the subsequent plot that Xiaochun didn't write, and then being upset by the plot you made up?

I am currently actively preparing the manuscript, and will update it during the period of release and National Day.

I enjoy reading and writing, but I hate, feel confused, and afraid of setting the pace.

Chapter 55 The winner of the eating contest is...!

Ten bowls of ramen were a simple task for Miyamoto Musashi, who usually starved to death. In other words, it was a piece of cake.

But now Miyamoto Musashi, who has eaten 25 bowls, is no longer the gorgeous flower of Tianyuan.

Now she can be called the flower of the tank.

At present, his body has grown to a gigantic size and he has become much more bloated.

But the triple crown winner Fico is still extremely healthy and looks quite triumphant.

Rhythm.

It is the most important thing in this game.

Ten bowls of ramen are neither too much nor too little. How to eat these ten bowls of ramen at the most suitable pace depends on your own skills.

I'm afraid Fico will adopt a fierce attacking posture at the beginning of the game, that is, he will release his ultimate move at the moment of the countdown of the game.

As Miyamoto Musashi thought for a moment, the game finally began!

"Triple Crown champion Fico came up and started showing off a huge bowl of ramen!"