The moment he was ridiculed to his master.

Xia Kui, who had been lowering her head, suddenly looked up at the rude contestant, with her sharp eyes feeling like a leopard who chose people to eat.

It is hard to imagine that the gaze actually came from a teenage girl.

Hiss.

When the two chefs were stared dumbfounded, Xia Kui took a deep breath and then slowly stood up.

As the girl slowly stood up, the air pressure in the entire lounge around seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes.

It became clear, it became clear, and the whole world became clear.

In fact, before that sentence came out, the world in Xia Kui's eyes was extremely blurry.

It felt like a glass filter covered with mist in the bathroom, and it was not clear no matter what you looked at.

The first time I attended the competition was the highest-level event like the "Kitchen God Cooking Competition". The competitors were eleven top chefs from all over the world.

For Xia Kui, who has always regarded herself as a salted fish, it is definitely impossible to say that she is not nervous at all in this situation.

Even when she came here, she was so nervous that her stomach was tightly squeezing, and she was about to vomit breakfast.

Those who have not participated in such competitions may find it difficult to imagine that atmosphere that is so heavy that it seems to be able to crush a person's shoulders.

Even the 50-year-old chefs in the surrounding mountains need to constantly chat and joke with others to relieve their tension, which shows that everyone's pressure is actually not light.

At the very least, if Teacher Jiang Yun could always be with me, I might be better.

Before he knew it, Xia Kui had only that familiar figure in her mind.

She really wanted to see Jiang Yun, and wanted the man to pat her shoulder and say something to herself.

But reality does not.

The reality is that Jiang Yun has not come back for two consecutive days, as if he has forgotten this apprentice who is preparing to compete in the cooking competition.

In this environment, Xia Kui only felt a mud in her mind, she couldn't think about anything, and could not listen to anything.

However, when the two chefs mentioned her "master", the words hit the girl's heart like lightning, making her heart suddenly clear.

Yes, the reason why Teacher Jiang Yun let me participate in the competition alone is that it did not appear in the past two days is not because I forgot me, but because I trust me.

In an instant, Xia Kui seemed to return to the rooftop three days ago.

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the man said this to Xia Kui.

"I promise in Jiang Yun that after this cooking competition, your name will be carved behind the Kitchen God statue and will be worshipped and admired by all the residents of the Buddha City."

When he said that, Jiang Yun's tone was not shaken at all.

He was not encouraging Xia Kui, but believed from the bottom of his heart that his beloved disciple could do this.

So Jiang Yun left with confidence and boldly to do his own thing, and even did not fulfill his basic obligation to accompany Xia Kui to participate in the competition.

Because he believed that Xia Kui would win, and believed that his beloved disciple would be able to break through this level he had broken through and get the glory he had won.

Trust, this great trust injected new impetus into Xia Kui in an instant.

This made her feel her body lighter, and the heavy pressure that had been pressed on her body disappeared without a trace.

So Xia Kui slowly stood up from the chair, looked at the eleven opponents in the surrounding lounge with a sharp look, and then smiled excitedly.

That expression felt like a cheetah saw a prey, and the smile was filled with bloodthirsty fighting spirit, which made people feel cold on their backs.

What's going on with this child? Why is it like a different person?

Just as all the chefs around were staring at Xia Kui, the organizers of the event finally came to invite all the chefs to enter.

"Everyone, the '69th Kitchen God Cooking Competition' is about to begin, and you can enter the venue and prepare."

"Is that so? Thank you"

Xia Kui smiled slightly at the waitress who came to inform the news, and then walked out of the arena first without hesitation.

When I saw her looking like she was walking out with her head held high, as if she was sure to win.

The other chefs who followed behind and went out could not help but look at each other for a few more times before walking out of the door in shame.

From this momentum, the direction of momentum has reversed.

Xia Kui, who was originally in a daze, walked out of the lounge with pride and confidence and walked towards the competition venue not far away.

The other chefs were inevitably shocked by her momentum, so that they seemed a little humble when walking, which actually looked a bit funny.

However, just as the "69th Kitchen God Cooking Competition" is about to begin, the chefs have arrived at the venue to listen to the host's announcement of the topic.

The top of a tall water tower a few hundred meters away from the "Kaoshi Temple".

A young man with a "Huanglong mask" covering half of his face was sitting on the edge of the top of the water tower, looking at the movements over there with interesting eyes.

This large water tower located in the suburbs of Foshou City is more than 100 meters high, and there is almost no protective measures on the edge of the top.

As long as you tilt forward, you will end up falling into a meat pie.

But even in this case, the young man who was wearing a mask covering half of his face looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, long hair and waist, and looked particularly handsome with the Qilin dragon pattern Taoist robe, had no expression of nervousness at all.

Although the two sides are far apart, his eyesight is obviously very good, much better than ordinary people.

Even from this distance, you can see the expressions on Xia Kui and others with your naked eyes.

Seeing this, the mysterious man couldn't help but smile and said, "Yes, the Yangtze River is pushing the previous waves. I originally thought that this Kitchen God Cooking Competition would be very boring, but I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected surprise."

He didn't say anything to the air. In fact, at the top of the water tower not far away, there was a hunched figure sitting here.

It was a very old man wearing a straw cloak similar to a fishing man.

The wrinkles on the face look as numerous as the rings of an old tree, which makes one see at a glance that it has arrived at the end of life.

After hearing this, the old man smiled slightly, and then said, "Mr. Yinglong, you have come to Foshi Market thousands of miles away. It should be that it is not just that I want to watch such a game."

"Of course, I actually want to wait for someone here."

"One person? Who is that person?"

"I left a message when I participated in this Kitchen God Competition last year. If that person would come back this year, he would definitely be able to understand my message and come here to find me.
Chapter completed!