The sudden shout of the Juying Hall students startled all the martial cultivators, and their expressions immediately became interesting.
They could see that this group of young masters was shouting for Jun Changxiao, so this Teacher Jun must be referring to him.
Did they hear or see wrong?
A group of arrogant and domineering direct descendants of big families actually greeted him so respectfully?
Wait!
Teacher … Jun?
Wasn't he the headmaster of Iron Bone? How did he become a teacher?
In everyone's understanding, only the instructors of the Heavenly Mandate Academy could enjoy the title of "teacher."
Situ Haoyun did not announce that Master Jun was hired as an honorary instructor of the academy, so only the big families in the city received the news.
"Why are you here?" Jun Changxiao walked over with Liu Wanshi and asked.
Huo Ling grinned and said, "Teacher Jun's disciple is participating in the culinary competition. As your students, we naturally have to cheer for you!"
Your students?
Many warriors heard this and immediately realized that Jun Changxiao was an instructor of the Heavenly Mandate Academy!
Oh my god!
This was breaking news!
The instructors of the Heavenly Mandate Academy depended on seniority and age. If Jun Changxiao was really an instructor, he would definitely be the youngest!
Needless to say.
Master Jun, who enjoyed the benefits of an official instructor, was definitely the youngest instructor in the history of the academy.
Jun Changxiao said with relief, "You are teachable, teachable."
As he said this, he led Liu Wanshi to the square.
At this moment, hundreds of stoves were arranged in the central area of the square.
However, when Jun Changxiao arrived, no one paid attention to the competition props. All eyes were locked on him, giving people the feeling that he was a big star.
About half an hour later.
Two to three hundred thousand people gathered in the square.
In the past, this kind of competition that had nothing to do with martial arts would attract twenty to thirty thousand people.
An elder of the Shen family, the organizer, walked to the temporary stage and said, "Thank you for coming to watch this year's culinary competition. Next, let us warmly welcome the contestants!"
Silence.
There was no applause.
The elder of the Shen family was super embarrassed.
At several entrances, contestants walked in one after another, most of them young.
"Headmaster."
Liu Wanshi took a deep breath and said, "Disciple will go as well."
"Go ahead," Jun Changxiao said.
However, when Liu Wanshi walked out, she encouraged him, "As an Iron Bone disciple, you must never give up!"
"Yes!"
Liu Wanshi nodded and followed the contestants to the square platform.
At that moment, she seemed to feel that her senior brothers and sisters were watching her from the sky. Thus, she raised her head and said with a firm gaze, "Du Du will not let you down!"
Junior Sister.
We are still alive!
…
More than three hundred contestants stood on the stage in the square, their eyes burning with passion.
Some of these people came from King City, while others came from other cities in Southwest Yangzhou. They were definitely the most outstanding culinary geniuses.
Participating in the cooking competition and winning the championship was their goal.
Of course.
There were also direct descendants of the Ouyang family.
They intentionally or unintentionally looked at Liu Wanshi with a hint of anger in their eyes.
Apologizing in front of so many people at their doorstep, they must be feeling very indignant.
Especially when they thought about how this woman shamelessly said that she would use her culinary skills to defeat them before leaving. This was even more unbearable!
The Ouyang family's culinary skills had been passed down for a long time, and they were extremely famous in Southwest Yangzhou. They had won many championships in the previous cooking competitions.
They could be lacking in martial arts, but they were absolutely confident in culinary skills!
The culinary geniuses participating in this competition all had the determination to break the legend of the Ouyang family.
Simply put.
The Ouyang family's culinary skills were similar to Huaxia's table tennis team, completely beating Southwest Yangzhou.
"Hmph."
One of the Ouyang family's direct descendants sneered, "When the competition starts, I will let you understand that using culinary skills to defeat my Ouyang family is a fantasy!"
"Let's not talk nonsense."
The Shen family's elder said, "Let's warmly welcome the judges of this cooking competition."
Clap, clap, clap.
Scattered applause sounded, and it didn't seem awkward.
It wasn't to give face to the cooking competition, but to the judges. Because those who entered were all famous people in King City, and there was no lack of family heads among them.
The cooking competition was about color, aroma, and taste. So, the quality of the food depended on how the judges judged it.
After the ten judges were in place, the Shen family's elder said loudly, "Three hundred contestants, please enter the stove!"
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Everyone dispersed and chose the stove that they liked.
Liu Wanshi chose the one closest to Jun Changxiao, who was watching the competition.
When she arrived, she grinned at the sect leader, but when she saw her father was also there, she retracted her smile.
The contestants were in place.
The Shen family carried baskets filled with all kinds of ingredients and placed them beside the stove.
The ingredients, materials, and cooking props for the cooking competition were all provided by the Shen family. The contestants couldn't prepare their own to avoid cheating.
The Shen family's elder said, "Contestants, please make your signature dish within an hour. The top one hundred with the highest score will advance to the second round!"
"Competition …"
He dragged his voice and said, "Let's start!"
If this was a martial arts competition, the spectators would be very excited. But at this moment, there was no fluctuation in their hearts. They even wanted to laugh.
…
The first round of the cooking competition began, and the contestants began to prepare. The first step was naturally to start a fire.
Whoosh!
Whoosh! Many people released their own flames!
"Damn!"
Jun Changxiao said in surprise, "They are all fire-type martial cultivators!"
So many fire-type martial cultivators came to participate in the cooking competition. Their goal was too small!
The system said, "They are not pure fire-type martial cultivators. They only temporarily possess the fire-type attribute."
Temporarily?
Jun Changxiao said in surprise, "What do you mean?"
The system said, "After my analysis, I learned that there is a kind of fire elemental pill in the Falling Star Continent. After consuming it, one can possess the fire-type attribute for a certain period of time."
"So magical?" Jun Changxiao said in surprise.
You bought the Exquisite Fire from the system store and directly became a fire-type martial cultivator!
The system said, "Although magical, the condensed fire-type attribute cannot be compared with a real fire-type martial cultivator. It can only be used to start a fire and cook."
"I see."
No wonder the spectators were not surprised when so many contestants released their flames. They definitely knew that they were not real leather sofas, but artificial leather.
Out of the three hundred contestants, two hundred and ninety-nine of them released their flames.
The only one who did not use it was Liu Wanshi.
She even used the most primitive method to start a fire, and then added wood. She looked very serious.
"This girl did not use the fire elemental pill?"
"Others are about to start their fire, but she is still slowly igniting it. If she exceeds the time limit, it will be equivalent to losing the competition."
Because of her identity as an Iron Bone disciple, Liu Wanshi's every move attracted the attention of the martial cultivators.
Whoosh!
Many contestants started their fires one after another.
Some did not even use firewood, and simply used the condensed flames to heat the bottom of the pot.
Liu Wanshi shook her head and said, "Using a flame that does not belong to you to cook, even if you can fill your stomach, you will not have a soul."
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