Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

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's a bit unpalatable." That was Du Yi's assessment; he really couldn't find anything to praise about it.

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!"

(End of this chapter)