God-level choice: This beast master has 100 million points of vitality

A small number of spiritual chefs with a bad mentality were immediately affected. As a king-level spiritual chef, I don't even have a single supporter?

And the limelight was stolen by a junior golden spirit chef...

Chen Shu in the audience grinned and said to himself, "Welcome to Dali Square..."

Chapter 982 The Quite Mysterious Man in Black

"The rules for the first round are as follows..."

The host began to explain the main points of the game,

After 10 minutes, he officially announced the start of the game!

At the same time, the pendulum clock on the head of the iron-eating beast sculpture also started timing!

One hundred spiritual chefs took out their own ingredients one after another, preparing to cook their best dishes.

The rules of the God of Cookery Cup are quite simple. There are three rounds in total. 50 people will be eliminated in the first round, 40 people will be eliminated in the second round, and the champion God of Cookery will be determined in the third round!

It only takes three days to finish, which is much shorter than the process of the beast master.

And the content of each round is the same, they are all dishes that they are good at, and the judges of the World Spirit Chef Association will score them.

The only thing to note is that the dishes in each round cannot be the same, in case someone eats it all over the world...

"What will Dali do..."

Chen Shu stroked his chin and looked at Dali above.

I saw Dali wearing the uniform of the spiritual chef, with a word 'Hua' written on his chest, which indicated what country he was from as a spiritual chef.

He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was adjusting his state, completely ignoring the influence of the outside world.

"It won't be a bad first round..."

Chen Shu frowned slightly, time is limited,

If the delay is too long, once the dishes are not completed, they will definitely be eliminated.

After 15 minutes passed, Zhang Dali still stood still.

And some spirit chefs have even finished cooking their own dishes, waiting for the judges to taste them.

"Big brother..."

The corner of Chen Shu's mouth twitched, and out of the hundred contestants, only Dali remained silent.

He rubbed his head and murmured: "I want to take down the clock on it and put you on it!"

"Dude, what do you mean?"

The passerby on the side was a little puzzled and asked.

Chen Shu glanced at him and said, "Because he knows how to display more than that..."

"..."

At this moment, Zhang Dali finally opened his eyes!

With a flick of his right hand, he opened the kitchen utensils bag he was carrying, which contained special kitchen utensils given by his mentor.

Zhang Dali fell into a state of ecstasy and began to cook dishes carefully.

His movements are smooth and natural, and he doesn't look like a fresh graduate at all.

For a while, his actions attracted the attention of many people.

Even the contestants who had already prepared the dishes looked over, their eyes becoming a little surprised.

But in just 10 minutes, Zhang Dali has already finished his dish: Spicy Meteor Fire Fish Scale!

"So fast? No wonder you were so calm at first."

Chen Shu was slightly startled, he really thought that Dali was about to fail.

At this moment, his expression changed, as if he had noticed something and looked in a certain direction.

I saw a middle-aged player looking straight ahead, looking straight ahead.

It was the master of wood and earth from the food street yesterday!

"Is he looking at me?"

Chen Shu frowned. He had clearly noticed that he was being spied on just now, and he was certain that it was this person!

"It's not some kind of enemy, is it?"

He touched his chin, and gradually there was a bit of murderous intent in his eyes:

"How dare you peek at me, why don't you wipe this guy's neck at night..."

But if the player is assassinated, the four kings will definitely investigate, and it will be another troublesome matter at that time.

There was some confusion in Chen Shu's eyes,

Soon the first round of competition time is over.

Except for the two golden spirit chefs who didn't finish the dishes, the other 98 people successfully cooked them.

Those two didn't make a scene, they were at the level of a round tour...

The host came to the front and said: "Now, let's invite the judges of our World Spiritual Chefs Association to come on stage!"

I saw ten gray-haired old men appearing in the crowd,

They walked on the red carpet and came to the judges' seat at the front.

Ten people are the oldest spiritual chefs in the world. Although they have withdrawn from the world of spiritual chefs, their prestige is still not comparable to that of others.

In addition to the ten judges, there are also the most advanced intelligent instruments, which analyze the nutrition, composition, etc. of the ingredients, which is also a reference for scoring.

The first contestant, Alan Brown, took his dish and put it on the judging table with anticipation.

He honestly stood aside, respectfully like a student, in front of these ten people, they were just juniors.

"King-level mid-level dishes, steamed snow dragon meat!"

The ten judges changed their expressions, began to taste, and gave their respective scores after a while.

As senior spiritual chefs, they are top gourmets themselves, and they can easily taste the level of dishes.

In the end, the No.1 Spirit Chef got 88 points, which is basically a smooth promotion.

The players behind came on stage one by one. Some were excited, some were disappointed, and some looked normal.

The top spiritual chefs from all over the world are like students waiting for the teacher's inspection.

Soon, it was Zhang Dali's turn to play!

"good……"

Old man No.1 looked at Zhang Dali, and couldn't help being surprised by his age.

Such a young player is indeed quite rare.

But appreciation is appreciation, and the specific achievement still depends on the level.

Once they have selfish intentions, they may ruin their reputation. At their level, they no longer care about money, but only value their own reputation, which is why they can serve as judges.

"Huh? Perfect dishes?"

No.1 has judged the grade of the dish just by tasting it.

For a moment, the people around were all shocked, they didn't expect that there would be a perfect dish in the first round of the competition.

This is even rarer than king-level dishes!

"I'll give ninety points!"

"Not only is it a perfect dish, but the meteor fish is extremely difficult to handle, and the difficulty of cooking is even higher. I give it 92 points!"

"Is it that high? You've passed it!"

Judge No.3 frowned, and also took a sip,

In the next second, he decisively gave a high score of 94...

In the end, Dali's dish scored 92 points, which can be said to be a rare excellent dish.

And when scoring the God of Cookery Cup,

The Capital Airport of the Southern Qing Dynasty,

A man in black got off the plane,

His facial features are young, but his temples are slightly white, making it impossible to judge his age.

What's more, he has no sense of existence in his whole body, as if he is just a stone on the side of the road, and fallen leaves can be seen everywhere, which will not attract anyone's attention.

The man's eyes were dull, and he said to himself: "Chen Shu..."

Chapter 983 Blind student, you discovered Huadian...

The results of the preliminary competition of the God of Cookery Cup will come out soon.

50 people were directly eliminated on the spot, even many of them were king-level spiritual chefs.

They may want to keep their hole cards in the first round, or someone made a mistake on the spot, resulting in a decline in the quality of the dishes.

But no matter what, there is no chance to do it again.

Zhang Dali obtained the qualification for promotion with an absolute advantage, and his total score even reached the top ten.

And among the top ten contestants, all of them are veteran king-level spiritual chefs,

A recent graduate of his seemed rather out of the blue.

For a while, Zhang Dali became famous, coupled with the voice of the navy before the start of the game, people couldn't help but doubt:

This guy may really be a dark horse, and he is expected to win the God of Cookery Cup...

……

"Dali, yes!"

Chen Shu and Zhang Dali returned to the hotel where they lived immediately.

In order to avoid trouble, they didn't hang out, and there was no fanaticism or anything.

"Okay……"

Zhang Dali scratched his head and said, "Actually, this is already my highest level..."

"Ok?"

Chen Shu turned his head to look and said, "What about the next two rounds?"

Most people will not show their hole cards in the preliminary round, because the dishes must be different in each round of competition.

"It's the same as making golden and perfect dishes..."

Zhang Dali said helplessly: "If you want to break through, unless you are a top-rank king, but that is beyond my ability."

"..."

The corner of Chen Shu's mouth twitched, and he showed his hole card just as you started?

"If you are lucky enough to pass the second round..."

Zhang Dali had thought in his eyes, and said, "I will only use king's ingredients in the final!"

"What level can the king's ingredients be?" Chen Shu asked.

"Uh... There is a high probability that it is a golden perfect dish."

"What about a small probability?"

"Top grade gold..."

"..."

The corner of Chen Shu's mouth twitched, and he said, "You're not sure you can win the God of Cookery?"

"Who can guarantee it?"