said it was an hour, but I actually waited for two or three hours.

　　 Obviously, someone is unwilling to see the crazy acceleration of the Demon Chef’s trial, and secretly obstructs it. But in the end, no matter it is, no one can violate the rules of the showdown between the cooks and monsters.

　　 The procedure for naming the challenge passed quickly after Inue nodded.

　　 In order to protect Satomi family's wealth and physique, this samurai, who was despised as an old dog, has been struggling these days. When encountering Guo Shouque's almost arrogant challenge, it is like sleeping and encountering a pillow.

　　Among all of them, he is probably the one who most hopes that the Chef Demon duel will come to an end as soon as possible.

Even after this matter is over, neither the public nor the martial arts will give him any good fate...I am afraid that soon, they will find a reason and send a piece of reprimand, a four-foot white cloth and a handful of ribs together. To him.

　　 urged him to get on the road as soon as possible.

　　 Inujiang didn't care about this.

　　 Whether it was foolishness or stubbornness, the old man had already gambled his life on the responsibility that Satomi family had entrusted to him.

　　 The cruelest thing in this world is death. A person is not even afraid of death, so what difference does a powerful opponent make to him?

　　 Two hours later, the permission from the eight members of the Satomi family was finally issued.

　　 Huai Shi had watched enough of the excitement at about this time, and finally brought Maki to watch.

　　 As soon as I entered, I saw the tattooed Russian Union Bear Flammykir enthusiastically waving to them: "Two, here and here!"

　　 "Oh, lick the dog."

　　 Huaishi glanced, as if he hadn't seen it, she continued to maintain the noble and glamorous goddess character of Miss Huaizhi.

　　Flamikire still looks like a wild punk. After grinning at Maki, he withdrew his gaze.

　　 After Huai Shi sat down, she found that...There are indeed many people here today.

　　 is not only the agents of all the candidates now, but even the cooking devils who have been eliminated before, have also come to the scene at this moment. Such as the three-way chef Shen Jinqing, the industrial kitchen magic tool Zhijian and so on... Even the losers who have already been eliminated are not willing to miss this feast.

　　 After all, it is Guo Shouque, after all, it is an old monster that is immortal...

　　 But he hasn't appeared in a public competition for more than two decades. It's just that the chef demon who knows something from the teacher's mouth and rumors can't tell.

　　 With one against seven, can such an exaggerated thing really be done?

　　 No matter how much water is mixed with the kitchen magic, they are all the kitchen magic!

　　 is an elite and strong man in a million.

　　In the one-on-one duel, divided into seven days, maybe the old man can crush all his opponents. It is possible to face off against seven genuine kitchen monsters in a wheel battle... This kind of exaggeration is simply unimaginable.

　　 Even if it is hailed as gluttonous, the appetite is not exaggerated to such an extent, right?

　　 "Oh roar, are everyone here? I've been waiting for a long time."

　　 Just as everyone was waiting, that kind and gentle voice sounded from the entrance.

　　 is holding a bamboo basket in one hand, and pulling a heavy cloth package in the other, not knowing what is wrapped in it. Wandering casually, greeting each colleague friendly.

　　 And the **** package in his hand looks like a...

　　 "Pig's head?"

　　 Huaishi raised his eyebrows.

　　 I don’t know why, he is inexplicably familiar with the shape of the heads of various creatures... Is there such a passive skill after the head is chopped too much?

　　 "Oh, have you been spotted?"

　　 Guo Shouque laughed happily: "Miss Huaizhi has a very good vision. It is the only one with seven flavors."

　　 casually walked to the side of his cooking counter, put the things down, and unwrapped the package.

Inside 　　 is a pig head that has just been bleeding and has not been singed or treated.

　　 "This thing is really hard to find, old man, I wandered all over Nara, and after a two-hour car ride, I found a pig farm... You Yingzhou people are really troublesome, even pigs are not easy to raise."

　　 He randomly pulled the ear and mouth of the pig's head, then propped the pig's head with his elbows, and looked up at the seven gloomy enemies in front of him.

　　 "Everyone, are you ready?"

"Senior Youlao loves me, how dare you not?" a Yingzhou cooking demon said, "Although he is underestimated, but he has not yet reached the level of self-defeating and abandoning himself... Even if he uses some despicable means, I will try my best to let you receive the essence of cooking."

"Yeah."

　　 Guo Shouque felt relieved: "So, if you are the first one? Shall we start?"

　　 After the other seven cooking demons glanced at each other, they nodded slowly.

　　Since the opponents dare to fight one against seven, they will not be arrogant to the point that we can win if we have more Aces. The opponents are indeed unfathomable, but if they are group rivals, they may not be invincible.

　　 is undoubtedly the recognized strongest among them, but the remaining six are not the ones who make up the numbers. And the truly strongest and most sure Magic Chef was ranked last.

　　 The remaining people will consume his ability to withstand by all means.

　　 War of attrition!

　　 With seven enemies and one, it may not be so if you win, but if you lose, you will laugh generously. Maybe your restaurant will be starred. What they ask for is absolute security.

"I said in advance that what I am good at is kaiseki cuisine. Although there are ten dishes in the'Xueyuehua' prepared today, there is no possibility of splitting it up. It will only be served together. The so-called set meal is In this way, Chef Guo has no opinion, right?"

　　 Standing in front of the counter is Shibakawa Soo, a veteran chef from the famous Kaiseki restaurant Daigin.

　　 "Set meal, I know, just like what we said back then, a bite of a beer and a bite of fried chicken, the feeling of love is the same, understandable."

　　 happily talking about the old terrier that the young man didn’t know, Guo Shouque patted the pig’s head next to him: “However, the old man is getting old, and his physical strength is a little weak...”

　　 Shameless!

　　The expressions of all the people present became very complicated.

　　 Why is this old **** here with a serious look of nonsense?

　　 It is true that Guo Shouque’s physical strength will decrease compared to the prime of life. However, the power of the Ascendant itself cannot be compared with common sense at all. What's more, Guo Shouque has never used any power other than the Kitchen Demon even now, but he can sway in and sway back from the Great Fortune Paradise alone... …Could it be something weak?

　　He is a weak chicken, what are the others here?

　　 Cell-level dishes forced?

　　 After saying a word, the expressions of the seven cooking demons were hard to look at.

　　 After pondering for a long time, Shibakawa Chuang said, "Are you talking about the break time? It can be discussed, but it can't be too much."

　　 "No, no, you are misunderstanding!" Guo Shouque opened his mouth and laughed and waved his hand: "No rest? No, please don't worry."

　　 "……"

　　 After a brief silence, Shiba Chuan Chuang's expression became puzzled: "What does that mean?"

　　 "Isn't it a bad idea to bully young people too much? I took the initiative to take a step back."

Guo Shouque smiled, patted the pig's head under his elbow, and said kindly: "I mean, no matter what I do, I can accept it, and I can eat it. However, I am getting older, no Too much trouble, so I will just have this dish today..."

　　 He spread his hands, his face was calm, and he said naturally: "As long as one of you can eat my dish, I lose!"

　　 collapse!

　　 The broken voice broke the dead silence.

　　 Shibakawa Chuang's hand, the cutting board cracked a gap.

　　 The middle-aged man who kept his peace widened his eyes, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and his expression was unspeakable.

　　 furious.

　　 It's not just him, there are six other cooking demons behind him.

　　 At this moment, under such conditions of contempt and contempt, he fell into unstoppable anger. If this is not a showdown between the chefs and monsters, I am afraid that even if he knows the disparity between each other's strength, Chai Chuan Chuang will desperately raise his fist and punch this old laughing face!

"How about? The conditions are fair, right?" Guo Shouque still didn't think that was enough, and smiled triumphantly: "My favorite is a fair matchup. Both sides have to stand on the same starting line... In this case, No matter how weak you are, as long as you work hard to eat this dish~lightnovelpub.net~, can you win? How? How? Hahahaha..."

"Do not make jokes!"

　　 Shibakawa Chuang roared, roared, and suddenly slapped his hands on the table: "I don't accept it! Such a shameful condition, I will never accept it! Guo Shouque, you bastard, to what extent will you humiliate us before you give up!"

"Angry?"

Guo Shouque looked at him in amazement, as if it were incomprehensible: "Is this a humiliation? It's too strange, I just let you do it... Besides, do you have any room not to accept it? "

　　 He grinned, his old face slowly distorted, and he didn't conceal the maliciousness and ferociousness in his chest: "Even if you are bargaining, you have to have enough? Don't give you some face and open a dye shop, okay?"

　　 The old man was laughing, pressing the pig's head under his hand and telling them: "Listen well, I will do this, whether you accept it or not. If you can't stand the humiliation, please turn around and go on.

　　 It doesn’t matter if you leave the game to admit defeat, so you can put gold on your face, right?

　　I didn’t even beat an old man over 170 years old in a group fight. It’s just that I can’t accept the humiliation, haha, hahaha, hahaha..."

　　 In the dead silence, only the old cook demon laughed.

　　 Everyone's faces are getting more and more ugly.

　　 "It's too mean, that old guy."

　　 Huaishi whispered softly.

　　 "Eh? Isn't this as cool as a master's hands and feet in a duel?" Zhenxi looked over in amazement: "The feeling of a blindfolded old swordsman like a sword halberd piece is very handsome."

　　 still don't understand what happened.