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

Zhang Dali shrugged his shoulders and said, "It all depends on the opponent's level, and there are also individual performances on the spot."

"Then you are so confident in front of your mentor and senior sister?"

"I have to save my face?"

"..."

The corner of Chen Shu's mouth twitched, he really thought that Zhang Dali was sure of everything.

"It depends on luck..."

Zhang Dali yawned and fell asleep.

Although it's only 10 minutes of cooking, it takes a lot of energy.

"Better sleeper than me..."

Chen Shu shook his head, came to the window, overlooking the whole city.

For some reason, there was a stuffy feeling in his heart, as if something was about to happen.

But the system didn't give any options, and at the same time, he didn't have a sense of crisis, just a kind of instinctive irritability.

"Could someone still want to kill me?"

Chen Shu muttered to himself, it's a pity that the system's red light prompt is over now, otherwise he would have been able to search the whole city.

"No matter who it is, messing with me is like playing with fire..."

He stretched himself, turned and went back to his room.

If someone really made a sneak attack, his gangster instinct would have detected it in advance, enough for him to summon the Space Rabbit to save his life.

What's more, there is a high probability that the system will give corresponding options.

Unless it is a legendary shot...

But at that level, it seems that there is no need to sneak attack...

……

The next day, the second round of the God of Cookery Cup took place as scheduled.

The enthusiasm of the audience was high, and many of them were Zhang Dali's supporters.

"Chen Pi, have you bought a navy again?"

Zhang Dali raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that his best friend, who was picking to death, would organize his navy again.

"What do you think?"

Chen Shu curled his lips and said, "I, the Nanjiang gangsters, have always only bought a navy for one day!"

"You were brilliant yesterday, and these people are your supporters."

"real or fake?"

There was a bit of disbelief in Zhang Dali's eyes, and he said, "I was only No.9 yesterday, how come I am more popular than No.1..."

"Who made you kid only 22 years old?"

Chen Shu smiled slightly and said, "Didn't you see that the people who support you are all young people? They wish you could overwhelm everyone and win the God of Cookery!"

"Like this……"

Zhang Dali was stunned for a moment, but then he figured it out.

The world of spiritual chefs places too much emphasis on qualifications. Spiritual chefs of the same level are often older and respected.

Although this is a virtue, many old-fashioned spiritual chefs simply rely on their old skills to sell their old ones.

Young people accept pointers, but they don't accept pointers. Naturally, some people are unhappy with this old-fashioned spirit chef.

Now that Zhang Dali has finally come out with great difficulty, it has naturally aroused the support of countless young people, hoping to break the outdated concepts in the spirit chef world.

"After yesterday's competition, there are only fifty contestants left in this competition!"

The host came to the stage and said with a smile: "Now, we invite contestants!"

Everyone walked onto the red carpet one by one and came to their respective workbenches.

Because of yesterday's introduction, the host didn't go into details about each person's information.

The only sound left was the cheers of the crowd.

Zhang Dali straightened his chest, and with the support of countless people, he couldn't help being full of confidence.

Not only were there many supporters at the scene, but the Internet was also full of explosions.

"Damn, it won't be the youngest God of Cookery, right?"

"Didn't you notice something, this guy and the Nanjiang gangsters are buddies! Could it be that the people who hang out with him are all perverts?"

"Blind student, you discovered Huadian..."

Chapter 984 The second round of the God of Cookery Cup

Because of Chen Shu, many people turned to Zhang Dali's fans, cheered for him, and also looked forward to witnessing the miracle of the spiritual chef world.

"This kid is really a genius chef."

Fu Ning, the king-level beast master in the sky, sighed and said, "I don't know what wonderful performance he will have in today's competition."

"Let's wait and see."

Ka Ke on the side nodded, his eyes full of anticipation.

"You won't be disappointed."

At this moment, a voice came from behind the two of them.

"Um?!"

Fu Ning's pupils shrank slightly, and he was about to release his skills to fight back, but then he reacted and suppressed the restlessness of the contract spirit.

The two turned their heads and saw Chen Shu standing on the golden peacock with an innocent look.

"I said you boy, can you stop being mysterious."

Fu Ning shook his head and said, "Fortunately, I stopped it in time, otherwise you kid would be in danger."

"Sorry, sorry... Habits appear behind people, occupational diseases..."

Chen Shu smiled. In fact, if the two of them fought back, he could teleport away again.

"..."

The corners of Fu Ning and the two's eyes were twitching, the gangster's occupational disease is it...

He shook his head and said, "What are you doing here? Don't look down there."

"I think the view here is good, you can see the panorama."

In fact, he felt the depression from yesterday again, so he could only find Fu Ning and the other two.

He opened his mouth and said:

"By the way, boss, give me a defensive cover...in case I fall."

Fu Ning glanced at him, the eyes of the golden peacock under his feet moved, and Chen Shu's body had a layer of golden light.

“Pretty cool!”

Chen Shu grinned, and immediately felt a sense of security.

He couldn't summon the contract spirit in the city, otherwise he would have hid in Xiao Huang's mouth long ago.

Now that he has king-level defense skills, he is foolproof, and he can have reaction time for anyone to make a move.

"Why do I think you are a little scared..."

Fu Ning raised his eyebrows, and there was a little thought in his eyes.

Chen Shu said, "No...what can I be afraid of."

"Don't worry, there are always king-level investigative contract spirits in the square!"

Fu Ning shook his head and said: "No matter who is causing trouble, our four kings can solve it."

Chen Shu nodded and stopped talking.

At this point, the second round of competition below has begun!

Zhang Dali still closed his eyes, as if he was adjusting his mentality.

After 10 minutes, he opened his eyes, his expression became a little different, as if he had made some decision.

Because of the support of countless people, he decided to change today's dishes.

If you want to advance to the finals, you must enter the top ten!

Everyone will go all out today. If you want to reach the top ten, it's a bit difficult to rely on perfect golden dishes.

With a resolute look on his face, he took out half a black bird from the food box he was carrying.

The birds have lost their breath of life, but their feathers are still like burning flames, which is quite miraculous.

"Ok?"

One of the judges was stunned, then helped his reading glasses, and said slowly:

"Dark fire sky bird?! This kid!"

For a moment, the rest of the judges also recognized the ingredients in front of Zhang Dali.

Although it is only the main ingredient of golden dishes, the dark fire sky bird is different,

It has an excellent effect on the fire element contract spirit. Basically, the highest-level gold recipes use it as a staple food.

But it is not easy to cook this dish, because its fire element resistance is too high.

This also affects the difficulty of cooking it. Once the heat is not well controlled, it will produce failed products.

If it is really necessary to make a ranking, the cooking difficulty of the dark fire sky bird must be the top three among the golden dishes!

"Want extra points?"

The first judge adjusted his glasses and immediately understood Zhang Dali's plan.

If the Golden Spirit Chef wants to break into the top ten, he can only win by being amazing!

A tenth of the two hour cooking time has passed...

The spirit chefs were all engrossed and didn't dare to be distracted, and a soundproof barrier was specially set up around the venue.

"Can you win?"

Chen Shu looked at Zhang Dali below, with anticipation in his eyes.

As his best friend, he hoped that Dali could win the title of God of Cookery!

The audience around the square also gradually quieted down, quietly looking at the contestants they supported.

The whole city of Nanqing seemed to be in a state of tranquility,

Two hours passed by,

With the ringing of the pendulum clock above the iron-eating beast statue, it officially announced the end of the second round of competition!

"Whoo~~~"

Almost exactly one minute before, Zhang Dali just finished his dish.

He breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body was dripping with sweat, but there was a hint of pride in his eyes.

Although the process was quite difficult, he finally did it!

In fact, his chances of cooking a perfect dark fire bird dish are only half, which is why he hadn't thought of making this dish before.

But today, with the support of the crowd and his exceptionally good condition, he dared to try.

"Amazing……"

The middle-aged man at the side glanced at Zhang Dali's dishes, and there was a little praise on his face.

"Basic exercises, basic exercises..."