When Nangong Wuque first heard the news that his servant said, he refused.

Because he felt that the servant was joking, but when he saw the scorching sun floating in the air and trying his best to shine, he was shocked!

Damn! He seems to have really missed the game time, why did he get this point?

This was a bit beyond his expectations...

According to his calculations, he spent a night of merging with Jiuyou King Yan, and then rushed to the central square to complete the competition.

However, man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations... It took so much time for him to merge with the Nine Nether King Yan.

Nangong Wuque's heart was bleeding. Lao Bu was going to let him go, but what did he do? He actually let down Lao Bu's painstaking efforts... He didn't go to the competition.

"Why don't you remind me!" Nangong Wuquexin was thrusting suddenly, and said to the servant standing respectfully beside him with some depression.

The servant was stunned and bowed slightly and said, "I want to remind you... the head of the family said it earlier. If the head of the family said it was young, how could he know to remind the head of the family? So the next time the head of the family had something to say, if you don't say it earlier, there will be no trust between us..."

"Stop talking, it's all my fault!" Nangong Wuque was so angry, but he was powerless to refute the servant's words.

He no longer cares about breathing fresh air, nor is he too lazy to appreciate the fulfillment that Jiuyou King Yan flows in his body. Now he just wants to rush to the central square early, and maybe he can still catch up with the competition.

After leaving the secret room, Nangong Wuque had no time to clean up the stains on his body, so he hurriedly left the Nangong family yard and rushed towards the central square, at a very fast speed.

He thought he had been plotted against by Yang Meiji?

Did the woman come to make trouble on purpose? Is it just to prevent me from participating in today's competition?

Then what is the ulterior motive relationship between Yang Meiji and Lao Bu?!

Unexpectedly, Lao Bu turned out to be such an old Bu!

Nangong Wuque felt that he seemed to have seen through Lao Bu's true face...

He lost this game in an unknown way.

No... He lost very clearly in this game. He did not lose to Bu Fang, but to Yang Meiji.

Who knew that Yang Meiji would come to return him to the Nine Nether King Yan on the last day. His sincere appearance made him embarrassed to refuse.

Sorry, the result of refusing is... he missed the time to participate.

When he arrived at the entrance of the central square, he smelled a scent that was floating...

His heart suddenly sank into the bottom of the valley.

The fragrance... without any suspense, Lao Bu started cooking, and the winner of this game is Lao Bu!

Because he did not participate in the competition, as long as Lao Bu's dishes meet the requirements, he would win...

He lost so wrongly!

...

After Bu Fang finished cooking the bear paw, the fragrant bear paw attracted the attention of countless people.

Although this is not the first time I have cooked Bear Paw, whenever I see this dish, everyone will be amazed countless times. They have not tasted the taste of Bear Paw, but from those elixir masters who have eaten happily, it can be guessed that this dish is delicious.

Bu Fang wiped off the water stains in his hand and exhaled gently.

His eyes glanced into the distance, where the bronze platform stood alone, and Nangong Wuque still had never appeared.

"What did this guy... do?" Bu Fang murmured in confusion.

Suddenly, the audience exclaimed, and many people even burst into laughter and whistles.

Several alchemy masters who were dealing with bear paw seriously were also attracted by this scene. They didn't understand why the audience's reaction was so violent, so they all watched it.

At the entrance of the square, a figure walked in with a embarrassed face.

The expression on the man's face was almost about to cry...

This person is neither someone else nor Nangong Wuque.

"How dare this kid appear?" Master Xuanming glared, with a piece of bear's paw stuffed in his mouth, and he looked at Nangong Wuque coldly.

"Looking at the boy's appearance, it should be because of some things that I didn't catch up with the competition..." Master Gu He said with a smile.

Bu Fang held his hands in his chest and looked at Nangong Wuque with fun.

Meeting Bu Fang's gaze, Nangong Wuque suddenly straightened his back and said to Bu Fang seriously: "Old Bu... I have done what you asked me! I have given you the opportunity you want! You must not let my expectations down! You must break into the top three... Let those alchemists who laugh at you see what a real chef is!"

Bu Fang was stunned, everyone was stunned.

The next moment, everyone took a breath.

Is there something wrong with the cause of the Nangong Wuque game incident? It was confused...

Boss Bu’s goal is the top three? Isn’t he going to give up the game?

If it comes to the first three... wouldn't you want to compete with Mr. Mu Bai? Although they all support Bu Fang, when Mr. Mu Bai meets Mr. Mu Bai, it is not a battle of the same level at all, right?

Even that Maoshi is not comparable to Boss Bu.

As soon as Nangong Wuque's words were released, many people sneered.

Among them is matte stone.

Mao Shi sat on the viewing stage and looked at Bu Fang on the ring disdainfully. He knew Nangong Wuque's virtue very well. That kid didn't look like a person who would withdraw easily. It was obvious that something and situation had happened.

The chef obviously won the victory after losing luck.

Such people also want to compete in the top three... Are there no one in the rejuvenation ceremony?

This is not what daydreaming is!

Mu Bai is very gentle. This man has always been very gentle. There is a smile on the corner of his mouth, like gurgling milk, refreshing.

A chef...is interesting.

"The winner of this game is...Bu Fang!" Master Xuanming glared at Nangong Wuque. As Nangong Wuque's teacher, Master Xuanming could tell at first that the boy was talking lies with his eyes open.

It must be that Nangong Wuque had a problem with himself, and it was not the so-called promise to Bu Fang.

This kid just wanted to find a way out for his abandonment.

But this kid is too immoral. When he said this, wouldn’t it be like pushing Bu Fang to the opposite of the remaining ten alchemists? Bu Fang must endure the anger of so many alchemists.

Moreover, these alchemists are not ordinary alchemists.

Not to mention Mu Bai, just Mao Shi and others are just tough characters.

Mao Shi's alchemy level is very high, much better than the madman and the witch An Sheng...

But Bu Fang didn't care. After winning, he was ready to leave the arena.

He also wanted to go back early and open a store to open business. Compared to competitions, he felt that business was more important.

Bu Fang advanced, and it is hard to say who will be the opponent in the next game, but the audience speculated that Bu Fang had a high possibility of encountering Mao Shi in the next game.

Because the person who will compete tomorrow is Mao Shi, if both of them advance, they may easily be assigned to the top three competition.

Of course... it may be Mu Bai, but if Bu Fang really met Mu Bai so early, it could only be said that his luck was too bad.

Once you meet Mu Bai, Bu Fang has no hope...

In the hearts of the audience, Dan King Mubai has too much dominance.

After the game, Bu Fang walked off the ring and came to Nangong Wuque's side. He held his hands and glanced at him faintly.

"Don't you say you want me to let go? Why don't you even give me the chance to let go..."

"I..." Nangong Wuque was a little worried. He really didn't mean it!

It was all because of that woman Yang Meiji... She came to him for nothing and said that she would return the mysterious fire of heaven and earth. How could he know that it would take so much time to merge the mysterious fire of heaven and earth.

"Okay, needless to say... I'm already planning to give up the game in the next game, just like you." Bu Fang raised his palm, stopped Nangong Wuque's words, glanced at him and said lightly.

Nangong Wuque's face was flushed with a flush.

"Tsk tsk... are you going to give up the game again? Didn't you say your goal is the top three? Why did you want to give up the game again?" A sarcastic voice floated from a distance.

Mao Shi, who looked contemptuous, had walked to the two of them at some point and looked at them with a sneer.

"What's your business? You just believe what Lao Bu said casually. Has your IQ been eaten by a dog?" Nangong Wuque looked at Mao Shi with a stupid look on his face and said.

Mao Shi stumbled, and the corner of his mouth was tugged with disdain.

"I don't talk to the coward if I don't talk to the squad... I can tell you directly that the cook will be my opponent in the next game!" Mao Shi's eyes fell on Bu Fang, extremely cold.

Nangong Wuque is furious, coward? Who is the coward?

He just accidentally practiced too much, what does it have to do with a coward...

"You say something else, be careful that Nangong Wuque is anxious with you!" Nangong Wuque's nostrils opened, and his heat was spraying, his eyes widened, covered with blood.

Mao Shi shook his head disdainfully, too lazy to pay attention to Nangong Wuque. He looked at Bu Fang and waited for Bu Fang's reaction.

"Oh... well, then I'll give you a lucky show."

Bu Fang was stunned and said seriously.

Mao Shi was stunned, "Who wants you to give you good luck? I want to defeat you easily, and I still need you to give it? Don't say so high-sounding! Just wait for defeat! I will return all the shame you brought to An Sheng to you! I will let you know what failure means! A chef should cook in the kitchen obediently! Don't come out and embarrass you!"

"Are you trying to get the place for An's big breasts? Who are you with An's big breasts? Are you qualified to make the decision for An's big breasts?" Nangong Wuque really couldn't stand Mao Shi's arrogant face and asked continuously.

"Shut up! Don't use your vulgar words to call An Sheng!" Mao Shi suddenly burst out and his eyes were staring at Nangong Wuque like a poisonous snake.

Oh! Let me shut up?

Nangong Wuque was so upset that he was so excited that he was so angry that he exuded a depressing aura.

"I said that the cook is the cook. A cook who is hard to enter the elegant hall should cook your dishes in the kitchen obediently! Next game... I will let you know what despair is! Alchemist is not comparable to a cook!" Mao Shi said coldly.

Nangong Wuque snorted secretly, almost taking action, but Bu Fang pressed his shoulders down.

In the distance, Xiaoyou slowly floated over and stood behind Bu Fang.

Xiao You's eyes were deep and cold. He glanced at the Maoshi and then withdrew it. His eyes were like looking at an inconspicuous ant, not caring at all.

It is difficult for a chef to enter the elegant hall? Who says this to your confidence?

Bu Fang's face slightly darkened, he looked at Mao Shi with an expressionless face, and said lightly.
Chapter completed!