Suddenly, a servant standing respectfully at the entrance bowed to Nangong Wuque with a strange expression on his face. "Family Head … You … You've finally come out of seclusion! The Magical Hand Conference is about to end … "
Originally, he thought that the one who would give up today would be Bu Fang. In the end, Bu Fang didn't give up. He calmly came to participate in the competition, but in the end, it was Nangong Wuque who ran into a problem.
However, this miraculous chef cut through the crowd like a sharp knife and forced his way into the top ten!
Bu Fang clasped his hands behind his back and slowly walked up the stage.
Nangong Wuque … still hadn't arrived.
Xiong Shi, who was in the audience, couldn't help but cry once again. What kind of grudge was this? It was a competition that Bu Fang was sure to win, but he still brought out his big bear to cause trouble. Couldn't he treat him well?
However, if You wanted to follow, Bu Fang couldn't do anything about it. He wouldn't say anything and just let her follow.
It was another beautiful day.
This time, everyone was a little puzzled.
Within the secret chamber, Nangong Wuque opened his eyes. A surging aura surged violently behind his back. Two of the Supreme-Being shackles were faintly discernible on his back, and the phantom image of the third shackle gradually appeared.
She knew that Bu Fang was going to cook again.
The audience was a little confused, and they started whispering to each other. They were all puzzled and didn't understand what was going on.
They were standing here today because Nangong Wuque said that he wanted to lose beautifully …
If Bu Fang knew what Grandmaster Xuan Ming was thinking, he would definitely feel wronged. That was because he really wanted to give up on the competition.
After Bu Fang packed his things, he clasped his hands behind his back and prepared to leave the restaurant.
She knew what Bu Fang was going to do. After all, she had eaten Bu Fang's dishes on the stage …
Knife skills were the foundation of a chef. This was also why Bu Fang would take time out every day to practice his knife skills. A good knife skill was extremely important to a chef.
After standing on the stage and sizing it up for a long time, the audience's enthusiasm gradually died down. However, even after a long time, they still couldn't find any trace of Nangong Wuque.
While thinking about it, Bu Fang took out a big bear from the System Dimensional Bag and patted it. Bu Fang chopped off the bear's paw and began to cook.
An irrepressible joy appeared on Nangong Wuque's face. He raised his hand, and a white flame danced on his fingertip. That familiar feeling instantly covered his whole body.
Bu Fang walked downstairs and went to the kitchen. He habitually practiced his cutting and carving skills. Bu Fang had been practicing the Overlord Thirteen Blades all this time. However, he still hadn't mastered the so-called Overlord Energy.
Bu Fang was also dumbfounded. Could it be that Nangong Wuque overslept? That shouldn't be the case … How could he oversleep for such an important matter?
"Where is Nangong Wuque? Why isn't he here yet? "
That kid … Does he still want to stay in the Heavenly Mist City's Pill Tower?
At the very least … It was a sin to make so many people feel regret.
The chief judge felt a headache coming on. He realized that whenever a chef, Bu Fang, was involved in a competition, something would happen. His opponent would always be extremely unlucky.
You was in a daze for a while. After thinking about it, she decided to follow him.
Not only were the Heavenly Mist City's audience stunned, but the audience on the other side of the projection array was also stunned.
According to Nangong Wuque's character, he should have arrived long ago.
Nangong Wuque … actually chose to forfeit the competition!
However, after the announcement, the atmosphere became a little awkward.
The time for the competition had arrived. The five grandmasters' warships slowly floated in the sky. Five sage-like figures stepped out from the warships. Their hair fluttered in the wind. Grandmaster Xuan Ming's aura fluctuated as he announced the start of the competition of the top ten.
Nangong Wuque still hadn't arrived. This caused Bu Fang to feel a little suspicious.
Did that bastard really forfeit the competition?
"Go to the audience and wait for me …" Bu Fang turned around and whispered to You.
This time, there was only one arena in the central plaza. The arena was surrounded by seats, and there were no absences. Almost every seat was occupied.
However, it couldn't drag on for too long.
With her understanding of Nangong Wuque, it was impossible for him to choose to forfeit the competition. Furthermore, he had already made an agreement with Owner Bu. Owner Bu would throw the competition today.
The two of them slowly walked forward. After a long time, they arrived at the central plaza of Heavenly Mist City.
"This is simply preposterous! This little bastard! "Grandmaster Xuan Ming was so angry that his beard fluttered. He was on the verge of going berserk.
After Blacky and You finished their breakfast, the lazy dog chose to lie down under the Path-Understanding Tree and sleep soundly.
Grandmaster Xuan Ming couldn't help but feel a little speechless. Nangong Wuque said that he wouldn't forfeit the competition, but in the end, he still stood on the arena energetically.
This time, Bu Fang didn't carry his signboard to the competition. Since the temporary task had already ended, Bu Fang didn't need to carry his signboard with great fanfare every time he participated in the competition.
His eyes seemed to flicker with a bright light. He opened his mouth and a pitch-black, turbid energy appeared.
When Bu Fang brought You into the central plaza, the sound of the crowd suddenly resounded, causing Bu Fang to become slightly absent-minded.
As expected of an alchemist. If he used this bronze platform, he could at least improve his condition by a lot.
This was the first time Bu Fang seriously sized up the bronze platform. He extended his hand and stroked the veined patterns on the bronze platform. The veined patterns didn't give off a rough feeling. Instead, they gave off a comfortable feeling. It was as if a gentle breeze had brushed past him.
In the end, he didn't come?
The roars gathered together and soared into the sky, becoming somewhat deafening!
After regaining what he had lost, he felt that his control over the Heaven and Earth Obsidian Flame, the Nine Hell King Flame, had become even more proficient.
The incomparably excited audience sitting in the audience seats made Bu Fang feel a little puzzled.
Her long, pitch-black hair cascaded down, spreading over her fair legs. When the sunlight shone on You's rosy face, it gave her a kind of hazy beauty.
This was the first time Bu Fang realized that he actually had so many supporters.
"What exactly is going on?" Grandmaster Xuan Ming looked at the chief judge in charge of this competition with a solemn expression.
"Little chef! You are the biggest dark horse in this competition! Please be a dark horse to the end! "
They had agreed to let Owner Bu throw the match, but now, they had directly dug a well for Bu Fang?
The audience was shocked.
Nethery, who was wearing a black dress, followed behind him. Her slender and beautiful legs were white and tender. This woman did not like to wear shoes. Her body was slightly floating, and when her sparkling feet touched the ground, her figure would be pushed forward.
"Didn't they say that the little chef was going to forfeit? How did it become Nangong Wuque forfeiting … "
…
Everyone was in high spirits when they encountered such a joyous occasion.
"Nangong Wuque might really forfeit … The time limit for the competition is up. We can't delay any longer," the chief judge said.
His appearance was a miracle. With the identity of a chef, he killed his way through and defeated countless genius alchemists. Regardless of whether it was Sorceress An Sheng or Crazy Xiong Shi, they were both famous genius alchemists. Basically, no one thought that Bu Fang would win.
The audience knew that Bu Fang was going to forfeit this round, and they all came to watch Bu Fang's match with hope. They didn't think that Bu Fang would really not forfeit and would really appear. This caused many people to reveal expressions of excitement. They were so excited that they couldn't help but roar.
Bu Fang's mouth twitched. With a wave of his hand, a heavy Black Turtle Constellation Wok landed on the stage with a loud bang.
Was he messing with him?
Nangong Family.
However, there were some people who thought highly of this dark horse.
He was currently the biggest dark horse in the Magical Hand Conference. He was a dark horse that caused many people's eyes to pop out of their sockets.
…
If it wasn't a furnace exploding, it was a crying fit. In the end, there was even someone who forfeited the competition …
Creak …
In order to satisfy the eager hearts of the audience …
Grandmaster Xuan Ming's face darkened. He still wanted to help Nangong Wuque delay a little more.
If it was any other time, Nangong Wuque, this clown, would have appeared long ago and told him to go through the motions …
Bu Fang lazily opened his eyes. After a yawn, he got out of bed with a blurry look in his eyes. He walked to the window sill and breathed in the fresh air that filled his lungs. His entire being felt a little more refreshed.
"This time, I really won't be cooking any new dishes … I'm just going to buy some soy sauce," Bu Fang earnestly said to You.
A portion of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs and a portion of Dragon Blood Rice. Bu Fang quickly finished cooking these two dishes. He carried the fragrant dishes out of the kitchen.
It was the next day.
Following by Bu Fang's side, Nangong Wuque felt as though he had become the center of attention.
When he opened the secret room's door, the dazzling sunlight shone down. Nangong Wuque took a deep breath. His entire being was in a good state of mind.
When did Nangong Wuque become so unmanly?
You nodded her head and expressionlessly turned around. She tapped the ground with her sparkling feet and her entire body floated up.
Although Bu Fang clearly said that he might give up on the competition, there were still many people who came to watch the competition.
"Forget it … Go and announce the start of the competition. Let Bu Fang finish this competition properly. Although he doesn't have an opponent, he still has to finish his dish properly. This is a responsibility for him and everyone else," Grandmaster Xuan Ming said.
Some people liked him, while some people hated him. This was normal. However, what surprised everyone was Bu Fang's identity. He was a chef.
"Giving up on the competition isn't something a man should do! Don't give up! "
Since Nangong Wuque wasn't here, he was destined to win this competition. So, he decided to cook a dish properly.
Nangong Wan, who was in the audience, couldn't sit still.
She remembered that the audience was shouting the slogan "Kill the public enemy of alchemists" …
Bu Fang looked around. When he saw so many people supporting him, he was slightly absent-minded. Could it be that his decision was wrong? In front of so many people supporting him, he should have chosen to fight for the championship.
Fine … In the end, he won without knowing why.
The bronze platform for the competition of the top ten was much better than the bronze platform from before. Using this bronze platform to concoct pills would allow one to concentrate their mental energy to a high degree.
You curiously looked around. She wasn't used to this kind of bustling scene, especially when it was a scene where everyone was paying attention to it.
As of now, Bu Fang's reputation was no longer insignificant. He was no longer the unknown little chef who came to Heavenly Mist City for the first time. He was no longer the little chef who needed to use the Stinky Tofu to attract people's attention.
"Bu Fang! Do your best! Don't give up! "
…
Was this dark horse planning to stay in the dark until the end?
In fact, she had already become the center of attention. As a beauty, she became the center of attention the moment she appeared.
Interesting.
They were completely intimidated by this chef.
The arena for the Top 10 Tournament was a specially made arena, and the materials used were different. The bronze platform was engraved with mysterious Spirit Arrays, and the faint fluctuations emitted by the Spirit Arrays made people feel comfortable.
He was actually a low-profile person.
Some people hoped that a genius alchemist would stand up and defeat this chef. They hoped that the alchemists would be able to take revenge.
When the audience saw Bu Fang, who was slowly walking into the tunnel, they all let out excited roars.
"The competition is about to start. Why isn't he here yet? Is he going to give up? "
That night, Yang Meiji didn't leave the Nangong Family.
At this moment, no one knew what had happened to Nangong Wuque.
As for You, she pulled a chair and sat under the Path-Understanding Tree in a daze.
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