Gourmet of Another World

Day two.

Walking distance to Fairy Tree Square.

Game venue in Group 10.

Every fairy chef's gaze at the gaze of the gait is filled with fear, the Great Demon King's gaze, and the name has now spread throughout the tenth group.

Many fairy chefs want to avoid walking because if they do, they are basically deprived of the knife because of the kitchen fight.

Yesterday's tragedy for the players, they've all seen it.

Even the third floor of Zhao Zhansan has been stripped of the kitchen knife. How dare these people be weaker than Zhao Zhansan to be right with the Great Demon King?

Yesterday, a group of arrogant people now shut their mouths and looked at the walking formula in fear.

They now have no quarrel with the 100th place on the pedestrian talent list.

In terms of the strength of the gait, that is the true name!

Xiao Huanqun is throwing up some blood today.

He couldn't help but convince his brother Xiao to secretly change the 100th place on the genius list to the name of the pedestrian, and the guy who wanted to embarrass him also embarrassed himself at this fairy chef competition.

But how could he not have thought that he had actually contributed to the famous path of walking?

Today's gait, though not much in the entire tournament.

But… in Group 10, people are already afraid of the Great Demon King.

Da-da-da-da...

Slowly stepped onto the ring with his hands in the pockets of the sparrow feather robe.

This fairy chef contest is really kind of boring.

But the system's temporary assignment brought him in, so he came.

The temporary task is to get him into the top ten and qualify him for the fairy tree space.

Also, gather the heart of the kitchen in the competition...

What the hell is the heart of a cookery?

I don't even know how to walk.

So the pedestrians are having quite a headache at the moment.

Hurrah...

The wind blew past and rolled up some fine sand on the ring.

The gait looked across from the sky and blinked.

Where's his opponent?

Preliminary games are plentiful because there are too many entrants, and the footsteps are more numerous.

But he was used to it, but when he stood on the ring, his opponent never showed up.

In the distance, the referee looked strangely at the gait.

It wasn't until a long time later that I breathed out a breath.

“Second tier player, Li Bing Si, abstained...”

Outrageous.

As soon as the referee's words came out, everyone was loud, and the fairy chefs beneath were stunned.

Abstain!

How many years has it been since the Fairy Chef contest?

Has the Great Walking Demon reached such a level of terror?

But you also understand that abstention is actually the best option… if you lose, the knife will be taken away.

Losing your knife is like losing an arm.

Failure to fully perform cooking.

Hard to go further.

In that case, it would be better to abstain.

“I abstained...”

The footsteps smashed his mouth, shrugged his shoulders, and faintly walked down the ring.

Wait for the next game.

However, the next opponent of the gait, too, abstained.

Every opponent abstains.

Fong Fang returned to the inn without a single match today.

The referee's mouth pounded, watching the master sigh like loneliness, turning around and walking, was also somewhat speechless.

It's the first time I've encountered such a strange situation.

The Preliminary Chef Competition is in full swing.

There are ongoing cooking competitions in each group.

The losing classes have been really mind-blowing these days, and almost all the tricks have been put into place.

It's the hard way to the end.

In the five-day preliminaries, the losing class felt like they were 10 years old.

Only true comparison will tell the horrors of geniuses at all levels.

His sixth group is pretty good, and there's no fifth level fairy cook.

In fact, most fairy chefs on the fifth floor do not need to participate in the preliminaries because they are eligible for a direct round-the-clock re-election.

The fairy cook on the fifth floor is so evil.

But the fourth floor, the third floor, and the second floor are all equally fierce demons, and their goal is the top ten of the tournament.

The Loser Class once watched a demonic game.

Only if he saw it, he understood what it meant to be a real crush.

The evil opponent can't even hold the knife... he loses.

It was completely overwhelmed!

Since then, the heart of the losing class has sinked. For the first time, he knows how weak his strength is.

On the first floor, he thought he wasn't supposed to be too weak, but it was only when compared that he felt desperate.

But fortunately, at the end of the preliminaries, he was squeezed into the first 100 divisions.

Ten groups, with a total of 1,000 fairy chefs left, participate in the three-tier rehearsal.

The losing class is physically and mentally exhausted.

But it's still exciting.

The night is late.

Back in the inn.

The fairy chefs on the first floor are so scattered that everyone shows despair.

These five days, it was like a nightmare that made them despair.

They saw the true tough fairy cook, they saw the true evil.

Faced with those beings, they didn't even have the courage to swing the knife.

The defeat center was heavy. After questioning him, he found that the whole floor was almost completely overrun...

Except for the first 100 he squeezed into the division, everyone else was eliminated and could not be promoted back to the race.

It's really... desperate news.

Losing a lot of money.

Did Xuan Xiaohui fail too?

But it was also unexpected, Xuan Xiaohui's talent is very good, but after all, the time to become a fairy cook is too short...

His sister, the loser, though also known as a genius, loses faster.

Because the public art is assigned to a group...

A group called Death, in which there are five five-story fairy cooks and many other layers of demons.

The public loser has long lost despair, and his eyes are filled with dead gray.

I'm losing faith in cooking.

“By the way... where's Mr. Boo? ”

The losing class suddenly remembered the gait, and at the level of the gait, it shouldn't be eliminated, right?

At least… there should be no problem before squeezing into the group.

When the public loss class mentioned walking formula, the lobby of the inn suddenly calmed down. Everyone looked at each other and didn't know what to say.

“Mr. Bao... have you lost too? ”

Seeing everyone's reaction, the losing class sighed.

These five days were so stressful that he had no time and energy to manage the pedestrian thing.

Now from the look on everyone's face, the pedestrian formula should also fail...

Alas... this fairy chef competition, I hope it's all on him.

That's a lot of pressure.

“Cough... Demon King Him... Oh, Mr. Boo... he's been in his room for the past few days. ”

An awkward remark from a fairy chef in the same group as the pedestrian.

Speaking of the Great Demon King, he's in a bit of a trance. It's really a legendary name.

“The Great Demon King? Are you talking about Mr. Bo?” The losing class was stunned and questioned.

Squeak.

The walking room suddenly opened.

Hands behind your back, slowly walking out.

He arrived in the lobby not too fast, saw the losing class and nodded his head on foot.

“Well, not bad, is it? ”

“Difficult squeezing into the first 100...” The losing class sighed, saying, "Speaking up, the gaze is a strange way to look at the gait.

“Where's Mr. Boo? ”

“Me...” I stunned and sighed.

“It's hard to say...” The gait shook his head.

This expression makes the losing class shrink, don't you...

“The title of the Genius Top 100 must have caused a lot of trouble to Mr. Bo...” The losing class showed sympathy.

It was like yesterday when he and Mr. Bo fought over the ruins.

The gait held its hand and sighed again.

“Yes... this title is causing too much trouble, I am such a low-key person...”

“Don't be discouraged, boss. You're still young. We'll have a chance next time.” The losing squad walked to the side of the pedestrian, patting the shoulder of the pedestrian, Dao.

“Rest assured, I will take your faith and go all the way, I will definitely kill 300 before the competition, and I will not lose the face of our fairy kitchen world! ”

The losing class stared and said solemnly.

He's talking to the pedestrians, he's talking to the fairy chefs on the whole lobby.

He wants to rebuild confidence.

“Come on, I'm looking out for you. ”

The foot patted the shoulder of the losing class and nodded.

Far away.

That beats the corner of a fairy cook's mouth in a group of walkers.

The Great Demon King, he's still a fucking drama.

Indeed, the 100 names on the Genius List do cause a lot of trouble.

All the opponents won't dare compete with you, they've given up!

If you don't pretend you're gonna die?

The fairy chef couldn't help but laugh.

The darkness in my heart is also dispersed.

“You guys keep talking, I'm going for a walk... I'm leaving the second floor tomorrow, I have to go for a walk. ”

Walking directions say.

“Go, relax, don't be discouraged, the future of Mr. Bao is infinite.” Public Loss Route.

The next moment, you look at the gait and you turn away.

“The... loser. ”

A fairy chef looked at Ben the loser and stopped talking.

“Stop it, everyone must not be discouraged, we are weak on the first level! But we have to be confident. We have to be willing. ”

The losing class faced everyone and shook their fists.

“Dear Loser, I just wanted to say... the Great Demon King is back in the game.” The fairy chef couldn't help but laugh.

“Hmm? Promoted? I'm in the fairy kitchen world, and I have such wonderful seedlings?” The losing class was stunned.

“The Great Demon King is the boss of the steps... to group first, to step on countless abstentions... to promote. ”

The fairy cook smashed his mouth and organized a speech.

The loser squinted, looking at the fairy chef, some of the wind was messy...

The next moment, cover your chest like an invisible arrow stabbed it.

I was suddenly forced by the foot formula.

Boss Bo is an actor, right?

It's hard to say.

……

Da-da-da-da...

The second floor of the fairy kitchen world is large, at least slightly larger than the first.

Perhaps because of the strength gained, the area of Immortal City is much larger than a level of Immortal City.

Walking slowly in Xiancheng, the streets of Xiancheng, like the first floor, are full of restaurants, with intense vegetable aromas in the air.

In these restaurants, you can also see a lot of fairy cooks cooking on foot.

It is true that the second level of cooking is several levels higher than the first level.

He enjoyed walking in the streets, walking with his hands in his hand.

The scent of food and the many pedestrians who taste it.

Both conceded a little intoxicated.

Suddenly, the gait of the footsteps stagnated, slightly raising his head and looking away.

There, a few figures blocked the shape of the walking square.

In front are two men and two women, two young men and two young women, handsome men and beautiful women.

All four smiled and looked at the gait.

“Well... the 10th King of Demons, the 100th Immortal Chef on the Genius List... is that you? ”

A woman snuggling in the arms of a man looked at the gait and asked lightly.

“No shortage of brother, I heard that this demon king can enter the list of geniuses as if you made it all... then why don't you rank him higher? He is only ranked 99, only one higher than this counterfeit... very disgraceful. ”

Another woman snuggled in the arms of a tall, handsome man, looked up at the man and said.

The gait looked at the four people who stood in front of him and frowned.

“Ninety-nine, what can I do for you? This is a bad day, please don't go in pairs... I'm afraid I can't control my flood power. ”

The gait exhaled gently without expression.