"What a difficult character. No wonder the three major organizations can't defeat him..."

The man in black came to the street, muttering to himself.

Pedestrians passing by didn't even glance at him, as if he didn't exist.

In the past two days, he has been looking for opportunities to solve this scourge.

Although Chen Shu looked normal, he was born with an almost instinctive intuition, and the probability of failure in his attack was at least 80%.

Relying on this intuition, he has never failed in his career for many years.

When he encounters an enemy he is unsure of, he basically gives up.

As long as you don't take action, it's not a failure...

…

"Taste the taste..."

In the hotel, Zhang Dali cooked a table of king meat, and the whole room was filled with an alluring aroma.

Chen Shu was not polite and wolfed down the food quickly.

While swallowing, he said: "Dali, I think you are safe in the finals."

"It depends on luck."

Zhang Dali held his chin with his hand, with thoughts and expectations in his eyes.

Over the years, no one has ever served the flesh and blood of a king as a dish, and it is a golden king. That is really too luxurious.

"Brother says you can do it, you must do it!"

Chen Shu grinned and said: "If you really fail, I will snatch the trophy for you!"

"..."

Zhang Dali twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "Pull him down, I don't want to be wanted worldwide..."

The two chatted and even fantasized about the highlight moments after winning the championship...

The next morning,

The two of them woke up early. In fact, everyone in the city had already woken up.

In order to have a good location, some people even stayed near the square all night.

The final of the God of Cookery Cup may not be a shocking event in the world.

But for the spiritual chef world, it is a sensational moment, and every spiritual chef will pay attention to it.

"Set off!"

The two of them left the hotel in high spirits,

Regardless of the outcome, confidence must be shown.

At the same time, the square in the center of Nanqing was already filled with dense crowds, each shouting for the players they supported.

This is the moment that everyone is watching!

"Everyone, today is the final of the God of Cookery Cup!"

Fu Ning, the strongest man in the Southern Qing Kingdom, came to the stage in person and said excitedly:

"I am honored that Nanqing State can be the organizer of this Food God Cup and be able to personally witness the birth of the new God of Cookery!"

"Today will be the moment when the ten contestants go all out. I believe their dishes at the bottom of the box will not disappoint everyone. Let's wait and see..."

"We invite ten top chefs!"

All of a sudden, ten contestants stepped onto the red carpet, dressed in chef uniforms, and came to their workbench.

Except for Zhang Dali, the other nine people are all top king-level spiritual chefs, and their skills are no worse than his mentor.

Regardless of his level as a spiritual chef or his age, he is an anomaly among aliens.

For a time, Zhang Dali's attention even surpassed that of the other nine people combined, especially the majority of outsiders who supported him.

"The judges..."

At this moment, Zhang Dali looked at the ten judges above.

One of the judges was a little confused and asked: "Contestant Zhang Dali, is there something wrong?"

He thought for a moment and said, "Can I... use the two workbenches next to me?"

"Um?"

People were slightly startled and looked a little confused.

The workbench configured for the competition is naturally of the highest standard, allowing the chefs to fully utilize it, and there will be no shortage of it.

The ten judges deliberated and finally gave a positive answer.

After all, it is not explicitly prohibited in the rules of the competition.

Zhang Dali nodded and looked at the two workbenches next to him.

Now in the finals, the ten people's workstations are far apart from each other. This is also to prevent malicious interference.

Fu Ning announced: "The rules of the competition are the same as the first two rounds, and now it officially begins!"

Didi didi——

The big pendulum clock on the statue started counting again. The time limit for the finals is three hours, which basically allows the players to play to their heart's content.

"Could Dali have any other tricks up his sleeve?"

Chen Shu stood at the front of the crowd, with a little thought in his eyes.

The two of them are best friends who grew up wearing the same pair of pants, and they both like to do something outrageous.

When the competition started, all ten people closed their eyes, cleared their minds of distracting thoughts, and just wanted to cook the highest level dishes.

Ten minutes later, the players opened their eyes one after another.

Snapped!

Zhang Dali did the same and immediately took out his main ingredients this time and put them on the workbench.

"Um?"

The judges were slightly startled, but then looked surprised, even a little unbelievable.

"Holy crap! This meat tastes so good? Is it real flesh and blood?"

"This meat is a bit unfair. Is there any additives added to it?"

The crowd's noses twitched slightly, and they immediately smelled the fragrance of Dali's ingredients.

Even the flesh and blood of ferocious beasts is still full of the smell of blood. Such fragrant flesh and blood is really unbelievable.

"It's the flesh and blood of the king! And it's gold level?!"

Fu Ning's expression in the sky was shocked, and he recognized him immediately.

"Huh? Have you seen it?"

Kakko behind him was a little confused and didn't react.

In fact, many king-level beastmasters have never seen the flesh and blood of a king, especially those from small and medium-sized countries.

"Uh... I've seen it in textbooks."

Fu Ning smiled, then looked down and said to himself: "Isn't this too extravagant?"

The flesh and blood of the Golden King is extremely valuable, and all major countries purchase it at ridiculously high prices. It is a very rare material.

Kakko looked at Chen Shu in the crowd and said:

"It seems that the boy's championship reward is the flesh and blood of the king, right?"

"Huh? It seems true."

Fu Ning was startled for a moment, then felt relieved. No wonder the two of them had the flesh and blood of the Golden King.

"The king has ideas for ingredients..."

The judges in the middle also recognized it one after another, but they didn't expect that Zhang Dali's trump card was actually this thing.

"But ingredients are only one aspect, the key is cooking skills..."
Chapter completed!