Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 556 Breaking the Limit
Then, it was the turn of Dongyan Kingdom.

"East Yan Kingdom, Li Xiao, 13 roots!"

"East Yan Kingdom, Baili Yu, 16 roots!"

……

After the announcement of Bailiyu's results, there was a small climax on the scene, and finally someone broke through the 15 mark!
Don't look at the gap of only one or two noodles, but the kung fu in it is far behind.

"The little prince is really amazing!"

"With such profound cooking skills at such a young age, the future is boundless!"

"Last year he won No.2. I don't know if he can keep it this year?"

Listening to everyone's discussion, Baili Yu was complacent, but pretending to be calm on the face, he raised his eyebrows and cast a provocative look at Feng Qingyu, as if saying, you are doomed!
Feng Qingyu smiled lightly, as if he had a winning ticket in his hands.

The referee continued to announce the result of the competition: "Dongyan Kingdom, Baili Liufeng, 20!"

The scene was boiling again.

From 15 directly to 20, this is too awesome!
The key point is that he is still the king of a country, and not from a professional background as a spiritual chef. This kind of talent makes others envious!

"20 should be the limit, right?"

"It's the limit! It can't be higher than this!"

"Could it be that Prince Jun is going to lose to Lord Dongyan?"

The crowd whispered.

Jun Qinghong clasped his fists towards Baili Liufeng: "The king's skills are amazing, I admire you!"

Baili Liufeng still punched him, with obvious hostility in his eyes.

Jun Qinghong saw it and smiled without saying a word.

The referee then announced: "Da Yan Guo, Jun Qinghong, 20 roots!"

There was another uproar around.

"It's also 20!"

"It's actually a tie?"

Baili Liufeng was not surprised, and also cupped his fists at Jun Qinghong: "Your Majesty, I admire you!"

Jun Qinghong returned the salute, smiling without saying a word.

On the rostrum, Han Bingji secretly clenched her fists.

On the stands of East Yan Kingdom, Concubine Liu showed joy.

Next, the two contestants from Dayan Kingdom performed mediocrely, and neither had more than 15 roots.

The contestants who finally arrived at Beiyan Country...

"Beiyan Kingdom, Tang Chenyu, 15 roots!"

Tang Chenyu was delighted. Although his results were not among the top three, he was already very satisfied with himself.

"Brother, congratulations!" Feng Qingyu said with a smile.

Tang Chenyu smiled and said: "Junior brother, you must be much better than me!"

Feng Qian patted Tang Chenyu on the shoulder and encouraged: "Chenyu, you are already great! It is far more meaningful to defeat yourself than to defeat your opponent!"

After the words fell, the referee announced again: "Northern Yan Kingdom, Feng Qingyu, 17!"

Tang Chenyu was delighted: "Junior brother, congratulations! You have entered the top three now!"

Feng Qingyu's eyes narrowed into a smile: "It's only temporary!"

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of Baili Yu who was opposite, his expression looked quite bad.

Feng Qingyu smiled proudly: "Who said just now that if you lose to me, you have to apologize to me in public and say loudly: I am not as good as a beast?"

Bailiyu's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What are you proud of? The competition has just begun!"

Feng Qingyu stuck out her tongue at him and made a grimace.

Feng Qian patted Feng Qingyu on the shoulder: "Qing Yu, it's not bad! However, there is still some distance from the style of a master!"

Feng Qingyu scratched her head embarrassingly: "Compared to Master, I am still far behind! Master, you will definitely be able to enter the top three!"

Feng Qian sighed softly: "I hope so."

To be honest, she has no idea.

After all, it is the first time to try to make pasta. Although there is a system and the blessing of "Shen Chu Jue", she has no idea what can be done.

At this moment, the referee announced: "Northern Yan Kingdom, Feng Qian..."

The referee suddenly paused, with a strange expression on his face, and took a special look at Feng Qian before slowly saying, "21!"

In an instant, the scene exploded.

"Six?"

"It actually has one more root than Prince Jun and Lord Dongyan?"

"Breakthrough the limit!"

"How did she do it?"

At the scene of the match, Jun Qinghong and Baili Liufeng also looked at Feng Qian in amazement, both feeling incredible.

In their calculations, 20 is already the limit, what's more, they pull the same number of buckles, both are [-] buckles, the same amount of flour, the same number of buckles, how can they have one more than them for nothing? Where are the noodles?
This is so unscientific!

Feng Qian was also taken aback, she didn't expect that she broke the record of Jun Qinghong and Baili Liufeng, and won the No.1 in the preliminary round with the advantage of a noodle!
She was both excited and conflicted.

Excitedly, she has more confidence in the strength of the system, and the extra noodle should be that she used the "Shen Chu Jue" exercise to strengthen the toughness of the noodles. With the double blessing of "Decision", she narrowly won by one move!
Paradoxically, she remembered what Empress Concubine Liu said, if she wins Baili Liufeng in the competition, she will most likely beat the mandarin ducks with a stick and ruin a good marriage, what a headache!

In the stands of Beiyan Kingdom, the little prince happily applauded and cheered: "The queen mother is No.1 again, the queen mother is amazing!"

Xuanyuanche pulled the corner of his mouth and raised a slight arc, but his eyes were already full of smiles.

Sikong Shengjie chuckled lightly, shook his head and praised: "Little Feng'er is really a treasure, there will never be enough surprises for people to discover!"

Xuanyuanche's voice broke in abruptly: "It's useless if you envy, this treasure already has an owner!"

Sikong Shengjie was funny, and gave him a helpless look: "Senior brother, it's a pity that you don't make vinegar!"

On the rostrum, Prince Sedum clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Wonderful! Wonderful!"

Master Johnson's expression was slightly complicated, and he remained silent.

Elder Yin rubbed his hands and became even more excited: "Not bad, not bad! Not only is he talented, but he also has skills! This person, our Spirit Chef Guild is about to be appointed!"

Master Mu's ghostly voice floated over: "This man, our Shenwumen will be settled!"

Seeing that the two elders were about to quarrel again, Queen Yunshu hurriedly stopped her and said, "The competition has just begun, you two, please stay calm!"

Her eyes drifted to the white figure in the center of the field, Queen Yunshu's red lips unconsciously lifted, and a warm smile overflowed from her beautiful eyes.

At this time, the referee announced: "After the preliminary round, the contestants who have entered the promotion round are Feng Qian, Jun Qinghong, Baili Liufeng, Feng Qingyu, Baili Yu, Tang Chenyu... Please, the eliminated contestants, immediately Leaving the competition site, the promotion competition is about to begin!"

The eliminated contestants sighed and left the field in despair.

There were only six Fengqians left on the field, and the three of Fengqian's master and apprentice were all advanced, which made the audience in the stands of Beiyan Country rejoice.

"Mother, come on!"

From a distance, hearing the young prince's tender and crisp shout, Feng Qian looked back and waved towards the stands. Under the sun, her smile was bright and captivating.

In the stands, Xuanyuan Che stared at her, lost for a moment.

On the field, her figure is so eye-catching and shining, he likes her appearance at the moment, with such confidence and pride.

He is willing to do his best to protect her like this!
(End of this chapter)