Sang Ning said "Oh," and pulled Alex up, saying, "Alright, you two go and compete!"
So the two of them went to have a competition.
Sang Ning, after searching around, gathered some firewood and lit a fire in front of the tree hole, then began to watch the show while processing the wolf meat.
Lampson brought a wolf carcass, and Sang Ning took a wolf leg to process, preparing to roast the wolf meat as a farewell gift for the two.
As the saying goes, meeting is fate, so it's good to give them a good meal before they leave.
[I'm a little jealous of Alex and Lampson. They're fighting fiercely over there, and Sunning is roasting meat for them by the fire. That's some serious treatment.]
Has anyone ever eaten wolf meat? Is it as unpalatable as Sang Ning described?
I have something to say about this. I've eaten wolf meat, and I didn't like it. All of us who ate wolf meat that day thought it was unpalatable.
Oh no! I've heard wolf meat is awful, but now I suddenly want to try it. What should I do?
[What a coincidence! I'd like to try it too. The worse something tastes, the more I want to try it. I want to know just how bad it is.]
[I don't understand your weird mentality. Right now, I only care about who will win between Lampson and Alex.]
I feel Lampson has a higher chance of winning.
I'm on Alex's side; Alex is currently dominating Lampson.
It's not that exaggerated, but in terms of pure strength, Lampson is inferior to Alex.
However, when it comes to speed and skill, Alex is inferior to Lampson.
So, these two are now in a 'you punch me, I'll give you a whip kick' situation.
Given the intensity of their fight, Sang Ning felt that it would be difficult to determine a winner anytime soon.
As she walked back carrying the cleaned wolf leg, she paused for a moment before continuing on her way as she passed two people who were arguing back and forth, neither willing to give way.
The two men, engrossed in their fight, were unaware of her movements, but the audience did.
Ningning, why did you pause just now?
They must have discovered something.
Alex's audience: [? What can we find?]
[You ask us, but who are we supposed to ask? Knowing Sang Ning as I do, she wouldn't pause for no reason.]
It wasn't without reason, so when the audience asked, she covered her mouth and whispered, "The winner of this match is Alex."
Um?
How did you know that Alex was the winner?
"I've discovered that Alex's overall strength is slightly better than Lampson's, but that's not the point. The point is that Alex's stamina is better than Lampson's."
As soon as these words were spoken, the audience knew what they meant.
In this day and age, except for impoverished planets, children on most planets start taking physical training from a young age. It can be said that everyone knows physical skills and fighting techniques.
If we had to pinpoint the difference, it would be that some people are not only good at it but can master it, some are only good at it, and some are at an average level.
But regardless of their skill level, anyone who has taken a physical training course knows how important endurance is in combat.
Like a fighting competition, if two people have similar overall strength, the one with stronger endurance has a greater chance of winning the final victory than the one with weaker endurance.
Of course, this is not absolute. When someone with strong explosive power meets someone with strong endurance, the outcome is hard to predict.
But Lampson wasn't a player with explosive power, so the audience, seeing the two locked in a fierce battle with sweat pouring down their faces, started causing trouble.
This group of spectators really seemed to want to stir things up, as if they were afraid the fight wouldn't be exciting enough. They cheered them on, encouraged them, and taught Lampson and Alex which weaknesses to exploit to cripple their opponents. It was incredibly exciting.
"Bang--"
With a loud bang, Lampson was slammed to the ground by Alex. Unfortunately, the back of his head hit a hard object, and he was immediately dizzy and saw stars, unable to get up right away.
Alex, however, seized the opportunity swiftly and decisively, locking his throat in his hand.
"I won, are you going to admit defeat?"
He looked at Lampson, whose eyes were filled with pain, and asked in a deep voice.
Lampson, "..."
"recognize!"
The fatal weakness has been contained, leaving no choice but to admit it.
This wasn't a fight to the death; if it were, Alex could have easily killed him.
He sighed and looked at Alex, saying, "Very well, we're both eliminated now."
Alex's pleased smile froze abruptly. He looked at Lampson, and Lampson looked back at him.
The moment their eyes met, Alex asked, "Can I deny it?"
"Can!"
Lampson sat up, rubbing the back of his head and grimacing, "But you can't handle Sang Ning. If you go back on your word, I suggest you be prepared to be tormented by her."
Patting him on the shoulder, Lampson said earnestly, "A real man should be more magnanimous and abide by the basic principles of being a decent human being."
"Look, I've already given you the title of King of Fighters, and I'm willing to be second best forever. Are you sure you want to go back on your word and get chased down and beaten by Sang Ning?"
Alex sighed upon hearing this, "You're right. Oh well, let them be eliminated. It's only a matter of time."
As he spoke, he reached out to press the quit button, but Lampson stopped him with lightning speed.
What are you doing?
"A bet's a bet, and you have to accept the consequences."
Alex looked at him seriously and said, "You're reluctant to leave the survival show on this desolate planet but don't want to quit? Do you need me to press the quit button for you and have the production team come pick us up?"
"No need, I'll poke it myself."
He's not without hands, why does he need help with such a small thing?
"We will definitely withdraw, but not now."
Pointing to the wolf leg on the fire, Lampson said, "We can have some roasted wolf meat before we retreat."
"Eat wolf meat?"
Alex's eyes lit up instantly. He abandoned Lampson and ran over to Sanning, squatted down, and swallowed hard as he stared at the wolf leg on the fire.
"Sang Ning, is this baked for us?"
"It's definitely for us, since she doesn't eat wolf meat."
Before Sang Ning could reply, Lampson spoke up impatiently.
"real?"
Alex couldn't believe it and couldn't help but ask Sunning for confirmation again.
She hummed in agreement, and while making cuts on the wolf's leg with her dagger, she said, "Let you have a meal of meat before you leave, consider it a farewell feast."
What is a farewell banquet?
Lan #10 ...
Sang Ning briefly explained what a farewell banquet was. After listening, Alex sat down next to her and said, "Then your farewell banquet isn't a proper farewell banquet."
Then, he enthusiastically suggested, "Could we put together a proper farewell banquet?"
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