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Chapter 511

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Early in the morning, the bright and beautiful sunlight shone through the window and onto the ground.

Bu Fang got out of bed, rubbed his hair, and yawned. After washing his face and rinsing his mouth, he walked out of the room and went to the kitchen.

After practicing his knife skills and cooking Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs and Dragon Blood Rice for Blacky and You, Bu Fang carried the two piping hot dishes out of the kitchen.

It was only at this time that Blacky didn't sleep. It blinked its doggy eyes and rested its paws on the table as it stared at the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs in Bu Fang's hands.

Nethery's appearance wasn't much different from Blacky's. They were both staring at the dish in Bu Fang's hand with an expectant gaze. Perhaps, they were the happiest when they were eating.

Looking at You and Blacky eating happily, the corners of Bu Fang's mouth curled up.

He returned to the kitchen and made himself a steamer of Golden Shumai. He ate it unhurriedly and cleaned up before walking out of the store.

Carrying the store's signboard, Bu Fang yawned lazily and continued walking toward the Heavenly Mist City's central plaza.

The Magical Hand Conference's Top 100 Competition had finally begun!

Along the way, many people met Bu Fang. As of now, Bu Fang's reputation in the Magical Hand Conference was not small. After all, anyone who entered the Top 100 Competition would be noticed. Moreover, Bu Fang's high-profile actions attracted the attention of many people.

After all, he was the only chef among all the alchemists.

How could a chef who was known as the public enemy of alchemists not attract the attention of others?

"Owner Bu, you can do it! Try to enter the top 50! Believe in yourself! You are a dark horse! "

"If a chef enters the top 50 in the Magical Hand Conference, it will be interesting!"

"Owner Bu! Although your opponent is Sorceress An Sheng, don't be discouraged. In the next Magical Hand Conference, you will be a hero again! "



Along the way, many audience members who were familiar with Bu Fang greeted Bu Fang with a smile.

Bu Fang nodded lightly, and his expression did not change much.

Very quickly, a towering steel forest appeared in front of them. The towering buildings that soared into the sky were daunting, giving off an invisible pressure.

Following the passage under the tall building, he walked into the center of the square surrounded by tall buildings.

It was as if he had stepped into an incandescent world. The light almost made Bu Fang squint his eyes.

In the next moment, the light gradually dissipated, and Bu Fang could finally see the scene in the central square clearly.

A wave of noise that seemed to be able to overturn the clouds came from the square, causing Bu Fang to be slightly absent-minded.

The Central Square was a boiling cauldron of voices. Countless spectators had excited expressions on their faces.

There were a lot of spectators today, much more than the previous knockout matches. After all, it was the top 100 competition. It was naturally more exciting than the knockout matches, so the audience was looking forward to it.

There were some changes to the layout of the central square.

In reality, there were not many changes. However, the original eight arenas were reduced to five arenas. Each arena was independent, and there were no spectators surrounding it.

Perhaps it was to take care of the spectators' viewing experience, but the five arenas were surrounded by bronze fences. Inside the fences were the arenas, and outside the fences were the spectator seats. The numerous spectators were already seated in their respective seats, and their faces were brimming with excitement.

Bu Fang, who was carrying the signboard, stood at his original position, and he was slightly perplexed.

"Old Bu! Here! I'm here! "

Just when Bu Fang was in a daze, a shout came from afar. Nangong Wuque was waving at him from afar.

Bu Fang carried the signboard and walked over.

There were many people around Nangong Wuque. These people were all wearing noble alchemist robes. Their hands were hidden in their sleeves, and their gazes were filled with arrogance.

They seemed to have heard Nangong Wuque's shout, and their curious gazes landed on Bu Fang.

A youth carrying a signboard … Could it be that this guy was the chef who shone brilliantly in the elimination round?

The public enemy of the alchemists who caused many alchemists to suffer defeat?

The current Bu Fang was really easy to recognize. As long as one saw someone carrying a signboard in the crowd, that person would definitely be the public enemy of the alchemists.

"Nangong Wuque, you really have fallen behind … You actually mixed with this kind of trash."

An alchemist's gaze was filled with disdain. He shot a glance at Bu Fang, and he turned his head to Nangong Wuque and sneered.

The surrounding alchemists also could not conceal their ridiculing laughter.

They had heard a little about Bu Fang. Although his reputation as the public enemy of the alchemists was deafening, they had never personally faced Bu Fang. Naturally, they did not know how strong Bu Fang was.

However, as alchemists, no matter what, they did not pay much attention to a chef.

A chef … At most, he could cook some dishes. How could he be so heaven-defying? He used some despicable methods to affect the performance of others and used it to enter the top 100. Did he really think that he was going to ascend to the heavens?

Alchemists were the noblest profession in the Hidden Dragon Continent. If even a chef could defeat them, how could they have the face to call themselves alchemists?

Nangong Wuque snorted disdainfully at their sneers. How could Old Bu's dishes be compared to the dishes of ordinary chefs? Nangong Wuque snorted disdainfully at their ridicule.

You guys know nothing about Bu Fang's culinary skills!

"I heard that this chef's opponent this round is Sorceress An Sheng, right? Tsk tsk … "

"How pitiful. He's going to meet Sorceress An Sheng in the first round of the top 100. How unlucky!"

"Do you guys think that he will be the first contestant to be eliminated? That would be interesting … However, this is not a loss. To be able to rank in the top 100, this is already a supreme honor for a chef! "



The more these alchemists talked, the more addicted they became. They actually started discussing excitedly.

Naturally, they did not have high hopes for Bu Fang. Sorceress An Sheng was someone who had the chance to enter the top 10. However, in the first round, she was going to meet an opponent that made her feel despair.

They felt a deep sorrow for Bu Fang.

Bu Fang expressionlessly looked at the group of alchemists. He was a little speechless at their sneering faces.

Why did these people feel so good about themselves? Could it be that this was a common problem among alchemists?

"Don't care about them. Old Bu, the most important thing is to participate. Didn't we just meet Big Breasts An? Don't be afraid! We just have to try our best! "Nangong Wuque also consoled Bu Fang.

The laughter of the surrounding alchemists became louder and louder. It even attracted the attention of many of the surrounding contestants.

Other than the few alchemists who had experienced Bu Fang's fear, the other alchemists all laughed at the same time.

Suddenly, their laughter stopped. It was because they saw a figure leisurely walking over.

It was an incomparably graceful figure. Her voluptuous figure attracted the attention of countless people. Although her body was covered by a loose alchemist robe, it was still unable to hide her towering breasts.

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air!

Speaking of the main character, the main character had arrived! Sorceress An Sheng … Heavenly Pill City's genius alchemist!

In this Magical Hand Conference, she had a high chance of entering the top 10!

She was beautiful and had great skills! She was simply the dream lover of all alchemists. However, that woman's powerful alchemy skills made many alchemists feel ashamed of their inferiority.

The eyes of the alchemists burned with passion. They stared at Sorceress An Sheng's figure and their hearts were filled with excitement.

This was because Sorceress An Sheng was actually walking towards them.

Could it be that the goddess heard their mockery of this chef who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth? Did she agree with them? Now, she was here to encourage them?

Sorceress An Sheng's slender and beautiful legs spread out. The hem of her alchemist robe was ripped open and her fair and beautiful legs were faintly discernible. She looked somewhat seductive.

That enchanting appearance caused many people to involuntarily swallow the saliva in their mouths.

She was close! Finally, she was close!

Many people smelled a fragrant wind. That was the fragrance coming from Sorceress An Sheng's body. It was very fragrant.

The alchemists became excited. When they saw Sorceress An Sheng, they opened their mouths and wanted to say something.

However, very quickly, their movements froze. The words that were about to leave their mouths were stuck in their throats …

Their eyes widened and their faces were filled with disbelief.

Out of their expectations, Sorceress An Sheng did not pay attention to them. Instead, she directly walked in front of Bu Fang, who was carrying the signboard. She squinted her eyes and smiled.

"Owner Bu, good morning!" Sorceress An Sheng smiled and greeted him.

Bu Fang held the signboard with one hand and calmly nodded at Sorceress An Sheng.

"Yesterday, I ate Owner Bu's dishes … My little heart was pounding the whole night! It was really too delicious … "

An Sheng squinted her eyes and moved closer to Bu Fang. Her towering breasts slightly trembled.

Nangong Wuque's eyebrows twitched and his eyes lit up.

However, before he could take a closer look, Sorceress An Sheng slapped his face and pushed him away from Bu Fang's side.

"Owner Bu, I wonder what kind of dish you are going to take out today? This little girl is really scared … I don't have any confidence. Can you tell me in advance? "Sorceress An Sheng said in a soft tone.

That tone … Nangong Wuque, who was about to explode, had goosebumps all over his body.

Damn … This woman is going to stir up trouble again! She actually used that tone to speak to him!

The surrounding alchemists widened their eyes and their faces were filled with disbelief. What was going on? Who could tell them what was going on?

What did Goddess An's words mean? With the sorceress's alchemy skills … Did she need to inquire about it in advance?

Bu Fang put down the signboard and glanced at Sorceress An Sheng. The corners of his mouth curled up and he mysteriously said, "This time, the dish will be a high-end dish. It will be made using the most primitive cooking method of mankind. In other words, it is not a dish but a type of delicacy. It is a combination of many delicious delicacies …"

Bu Fang said a lot, but Sorceress An Sheng's face was filled with confusion.

Nangong Wuque was also slightly stunned. A high-end dish? A dish made using the most primitive cooking method of mankind? Why did it sound so awesome?!

Bu Fang raised his eyebrows and gave the dumbfounded An Sheng a look that could only be understood but not explained.

The corners of An Sheng's mouth twitched. Why did she feel that Bu Fang's face was asking for a slap?

This scene caused many people in the surroundings to suck in a breath of cold air.

Sorceress An Sheng actually wanted to ask this chef about the dish he was going to cook … Did she not have any confidence in herself? Did she not have any confidence in herself?

Could it be that this expressionless chef was really that scary?

Many alchemists had doubts in their hearts. However, they were just doubts. They had enough confidence in their profession. How could a noble alchemist lose to a chef?

The path of alchemy was broad and profound!

How could a chef's cooking skills compare to it?

Dong!

A deafening bell sound resounded.

Up in the sky, a huge metal warship floated over, and a huge bronze bell hung above the warship.

An old man wearing an alchemist's robe placed one hand behind his back and the other hand hit the bell, causing the bell sound to reverberate.

"Participants, gather! The Magical Hand Conference of the Top 100 is about to begin!"

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