One Punch Chef

Chapter 375 Three Thousand Battle Platforms
"Boss, you are back."

As soon as Wu Di entered the store, Xiang Cheng stepped forward with an excited face, and by the way looked outside the capital city, with longing in his eyes.

"Is there any big event today?" Looking at Xiang Cheng's strange expression, combined with the scene like a military parade that I saw while wandering slowly this morning, I don't need to guess what big event should be today.

Just as Wu Di's words fell, a bell rang from the depths of the imperial city, and echoed over the capital city. It lasted for a long time, carrying a grand momentum, representing the artistic conception of 'war'.

"It's that bell." Wu Di thought for a while and identified the source of the bell.

"It's started." Xiang Cheng's eyes were blazing, and Hua Xiaohua, who was helping Cen Jing and the two in the back kitchen to choose dishes and handle the ingredients, rushed out without caring to dry the water stains on their hands. Understand the meaning of this bell.On the other hand, Cen Jing and He Lian were not very interested in martial arts, and they were already busy in the back kitchen.

"Boss, you're back." After seeing Wu Di, Wei Ziyang and Wei Ziyang's expression suddenly turned cold.

Although they have worked as helpers in the Wudi shop for so long, in front of Wu Di, the two of them can't behave freely, especially in the current situation, it feels like being absent from work was just caught by the boss.

"Boom"

At this moment, the bell of the battle of gods fell completely, and on the plain thousands of miles away from the capital of Dongcang, the sky was dim, and the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered.

Regular white lines streaked across the void, like pure white lightning, and majestic arenas slowly emerged from the void, from illusion to solidification, and finally completely frozen.

Everything was peaceful, and the capital surrounding Dongcang was no more than three thousand battle platforms thousands of miles away.

"What is this for? Fighting in groups?" Wu Di crossed his arms, leaned against the door, and said with great interest.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" aside, Wei Ziyang and Hua Xiaohua nodded excitedly.

"There have been rumors of this since the Zhongzhou forces arrived one after another a few days ago. They wanted to use this rare opportunity to compete for the strongest among the younger generations of the Ren Race. It was not until yesterday that the conclusion was finally reached." Xiang Xiang Cheng added an explanation on the side.

After all, Xiang Cheng used to be on duty in the imperial city, but now he is on duty at the Wudi shop. With Wu Di as his back, the friends he made in the imperial city back then will naturally not lose contact. First-hand news is always communicated to him through communication symbols.

"I heard from my sister that this time, it seems that anyone from the king's level to a grandmaster can go to the arena to defend the ring, and the requirement to pass the level is to win a hundred games in a row." Wei Ziyang stared and gestured.

"Win a hundred games in a row!" Hua Xiaohua was obviously frightened, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and said, "Oh, that's not right, if someone from the King Conferring Realm goes up to defend the ring, can a grandmaster also go up to fight? Isn’t this bullying? There should be some restrictions on this, for example, suppression to a battle of the same level or something.”

Wu Di still had nothing to do with him, while Xiang Cheng and Wei Ziyang looked at Hua Xiaohua directly at the same time, and said, "There really is no limit."

"This is the real Tianjiao battle arena, all freedom, even if you win 99 games, there is nothing you can do if you are suppressed by someone with your cultivation level in the end." Xiang Cheng said.

"This is too unfair." Hua Xiaohua's expression was exaggerated.

"This is the monk's world." Wei Ziyang exclaimed, pretending to be desolate and old-fashioned.

"Since we are competing for the strongest, it is understandable to have such a rule. I am afraid that the last ten of these one hundred games will be the most difficult to fight, and will be targeted by other forces." Xiang Cheng analyzed.

"After talking for a long time, do you really want to watch the excitement?" Wu Di squinted at the three of them.

"Hey..." Xiang Cheng scratched his head in embarrassment, Wei Ziyang and Wei Ziyang also lowered their heads, obviously being hit.

Not long ago, almost all the students in the inner and outer courtyards of the God of War Academy either went in separate groups, or were led by their instructors, and rushed out of the city.

Naturally, Mu Qingzhu, Wu Yueban, Xia Hongfei, Wei Zilian, Ding Xueqing and others would not miss them. They came to the invincible shop and planned to invite Wu Di and Xiang Cheng to go with them, but Wu Di happened to be away at that time, and Xiang Cheng The three of them didn't dare to leave their posts without permission, so they had to wait for Wu Di to come back and ask for leave.

And not long after that, Chu Cangyue came and picked up the reluctant Chu Cangxue. As for Pang Da and Fighting God Ape Sun Wukong, the two restless people disappeared shortly after Wu Di left. Xiang Cheng only occasionally heard that they were going to meet up with Fat Taoist Haoren and plan to join forces for a vote or something.

"Go, go." Seeing the earnest gazes of the three, Wu Di waved his hand, allowing them to take a vacation.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Big loss.

After the three of De Xiang Cheng left, the invincible shop, which had been bustling for a year or two, calmed down a little for the first time.

"This is breakfast for you." He Lian brought a bowl of millet porridge with seven colors, and several dishes of delicate side dishes to Wu Di, and then she and Cen Jing sat down in front of Wu Di .

"Oh, keep it for me, you're saved, thank you." Wu Di showed a sincere smile on his face, and picked up a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of delicious millet porridge made from the famous seven-color rice in Beiyuan. The texture and taste made Wu Di cry out comfortably.

"The skills of you two are really getting better and better. Whoever marries you will be blessed for ten lifetimes." Wu Di praised.

"I'm afraid you're the only one who thinks this way." He Lian blushed, and unconsciously raised a charming smile on her face.

"It's thanks to you that we can progress so fast. We are reluctant to leave so quickly. If you want to eat, I will make it for you all the time." After saying that, He Lian lowered her head involuntarily, feeling her cheeks burning hot .

On the contrary, Cen Jing, known as the witch who cooks, was a man of few words and never said more than ten words. At this moment, she suddenly raised her head, showing a firm expression, and said, "I will always follow the teacher."

Wu Di heard the words, but didn't say anything more, or skipped the girl's heart intentionally or unintentionally.For a moment, only the sound of Wu Di drinking porridge was left in the invincible shop.

About a quarter of an hour later, Wu Di finished clearing up the porridge and side dishes in front of him, and He Lian started to clean up the dishes as usual.

However, at this moment, there was only a sound of hurried footsteps, and Wu Di and the three of them all looked out of the door in unison. Dodging something.

"Miss Qianxue."

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(End of this chapter)