Chapter 1181: Lord Ditai Once Thought...

Realm Master Di Tai once thought that Bu Fang wanted to blow him up so that he could inherit his Chiguo Art.

Otherwise, how could Bu Fang actually cook a killer weapon like the Destruction Griddle.

How terrifying is the power of the destructive dry pot? How could Realm Master Ditai not know that even a little saint would belch when one bite of the dry pot is put into it!

Now... is Bu Fang planning to feed him the Destruction Dry Pot?

Realm Master Di Tai's face turned red from suppressing his emotions. He was just giving in to Bu Fang to cook the dry pot, not destroying the dry pot.

The people around him felt frightened when they sensed the terrifying power contained in the dry pot in Bu Fang's hand.

Because in it, they could feel an extremely terrifying power, which made them unable to resist at all.

They didn't know that Bu Fang had such a powerful weapon to destroy the dry pot, otherwise they would all have run away by now, and they would still be craning their necks to look curiously.

However, many people present were still very aware of the power of Destruction Griddle.

Because they have all seen it with their own eyes.

For example, Mengqi, such as Gongshuban...

Meng Qi rolled her eyes. She was rolling her eyes at Lord Di Tai.

If you don't seek death, you won't die. This is someone like Lord Ditai.

Why should Bu Fang make dry pot?

Even though you know that Bu Fang's Griddle of Destruction can wipe out a small world, you still insist on feeling despair. Now... take out the Griddle of Destruction, it's enough to satisfy you.

Gongshuban was trembling physically and mentally.

"Bu...Boss Bu, he's crazy..."

Gongshuban's lips trembled slightly. He didn't believe it. He couldn't believe that Bu Fang actually took out the dry pot of destruction.

Could it be...

The Gongshu Ban looked at the indifferent Bu Fang and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Could it be that Boss Bu was angered by the assessment proposition of Lord Di Tai?

Going to bomb everything?

No matter how everyone thinks, they can't figure out the way.

Even Lord Ditai, who had never believed that Bu Fang would take out the Griddle of Destruction, was a little trembling...

What if that thing is real?

What about eating? Or not?

The other people who participated in the assessment were not as emotional as World Master Di Tai.

These people now have only one unified emotion, despair.

The fear and despair of being dominated by Bu Fang.

A bolt of thunder struck down, scattering their thunder clouds.

These chefs all have good talents, and some of them are genius monsters.

However, the so-called genius monster is far worse than the starting point.

It can be seen from this competition.

The excitement caused by the dish can tell the quality of the dish and the level of the chef.

Except for Bu Fang, the other dishes that participated in the assessment would only trigger two thunder penalties at most.

Just two thunder punishments...

It's really too weak in front of Bu Pang.

No wonder the calamity cloud will be dispelled.

The results are clear.

The big devil crushed the entire field, causing other contestants present to lose the chance to advance.

All their previous ambitions were shattered by a bolt of lightning.

The big devil... is the big devil.

People who participated in the assessment couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Bu Fang didn't care about this. He carried the dishes, walked slowly, and soon walked off the stage.

Around his body, there were three silver dry pots suspended, one of which contained extremely terrifying and powerful fluctuations.

Bu Fang walked up to the three judges.

The three people responsible for evaluating Bu Fang's assessment results.

Lord Ditai, Lord Mengqi and Gongshu Baiguang.

Realm Master Di Tai stared with a bitter look on his face as he watched Bu Fang place the dry pot containing the terrifying destructive wave in front of him.

"Griddle cabbage, please use it slowly."

Bu Fang put his hands behind his hands, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, gave Realm Master Di Tai a meaningful look, and said.

Don’t you want skin?

Take a look at it again?

The Griddle of Destruction you want appears,

Please serve hot.

Everyone around them was holding their breath, even though they knew that with the Demon King's cooking skills, it should be easy to be promoted to a second-grade immortal chef, with basically no difficulty at all.

But they still want to witness the birth of a miracle.

In fact, there is not much difference between the second-grade immortal chef and the first-grade immortal chef. It lies in the watershed change in cooking skills.

However, it would be very different if the second-grade Immortal Chef was to assess the third-grade Immortal Chef.

The requirements for you to become a third-level Immortal Chef are higher, and the achievement conditions are more difficult.

It mainly depends on the level of the dish after completion.

Follow the rules.

The dishes that a first-grade immortal chef can cook range from first-grade immortal dishes to third-grade immortal dishes.

Similarly, to become a second-level immortal chef, the dishes cooked must be from fourth-level to sixth-level immortal dishes.

As for becoming a third-level immortal chef, the dishes cooked must reach the seventh-level to ninth-level immortal dishes.

And Lin Chu... is a tenth-grade immortal dish and a truly top-grade immortal dish.

These are the traditional classifications of the immortal chef's strength in the immortal chef world.

The simplest thing about the grade of fairy vegetables is that they can be judged from the fairy energy bursting out of them.

Basically, several strands of fairy energy represent several grades of fairy vegetables.

But everything is not so absolute, just like the dry pot of destruction that Bu Fang cooked today.

Although the fluctuation of immortal energy is not strong, it does not even show the immortal energy.

But who dares to say that this dish is not necessarily a fourth-grade immortal dish?

Crash.

Three dry pots were placed in front of the three judges.

Then, steam rose from the dry pot, and the branches of the fairy tree began to shake.

It cast a light that enveloped the three dishes.

Buzz...

The spirit of the fairy tree is really becoming more and more real. It can be seen that the fairy tree has recovered very well.

The light from the branches of the fairy tree shows that Bu Fang's dishes have obviously reached the level of a second-grade fairy chef.

And then, it is necessary to taste the food.

The three judges tasted it in person, so that it would be more fair.

Bu Fang stood in the distance very calmly.

The three masters of the Ditai Realm looked at each other and looked at each other.

The atmosphere became a little awkward for a while.

Everyone's eyes fell on them curiously. As judges, they would not eat it if they didn't...

"Taste it, my dry pot cabbage will not disappoint you... Isn't there anyone who can't wait to taste the dry pot?"

Bu Fang said.

The Ditai Realm Master looked at the lotus dry pot in front of him that was blooming with silver light, and he was a little reluctant in his heart.

City Lord Meng Qi didn't say anything, but looked at Bu Fang deeply.

Then he picked up the chopsticks on the table, tapped them lightly, and went deep into the dry pot, picked up a piece of shiny cabbage leaf and stuffed it into his mouth.

This cabbage leaf was the product of Bu Fang blanching it in the Fountain of Life and then stir-frying it.

Crunch.

The cabbage was very hot.

When he put it in his mouth, he could smell the aroma of meat. The fire-heart cabbage tasted very good and crispy. With the pork belly of the eight-treasure pig, the taste of the vegetable and the meat complemented each other.

City Lord Meng Qi's eyes lit up slightly. He didn't expect the dry pot cabbage to be unexpectedly delicious.

The taste was rich and fragrant, and the taste was pure.

This dry pot cabbage really didn't disappoint her.

Holding the chopsticks, he flipped it in the dry pot. Under the dry pot, a white flame was rising and burning, making the dishes in the dry pot always in a boiling state. This is actually the charm of the dry pot.

As time passed, the aroma of the soup continued to boil under the scorching flames, making the aroma burst out completely.

With a flip of the chopsticks, the hot dishes underneath were turned up.

The steam rose up,

with a bang.

The subtle fairy spirit of the dry pot cabbage suddenly escaped straight out from it, turning into six long dragons circling above the dry pot cabbage.

Six fairy spirits? !

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene and took a breath of cold air.

Six fairy spirits, that means Bu Fang's dry pot cabbage is a sixth-grade fairy dish.

The contestants were all confused.

It's really a case of people being compared to each other.

While they were still working hard to cook a fourth-grade fairy dish, Bu Fang could easily cook a sixth-grade fairy dish.

It's completely not the same level, feeling a little frustrated and helpless.

Gongshu Baiguang saw that Meng Qi turned out six fairy spirits with one chopstick, and he was curious for a while.

He also grabbed the chopsticks and doubled the dry pot cabbage.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...

The soup below was boiling, but the heat and fairy spirit surged up at the same time.

The fairy spirit also gushed out from it, and for a moment, the top of the dry pot was colorful and beautiful, attracting everyone's attention.

Gongshu Baiguang picked up the cabbage and pork belly and put them in his mouth. The crispy cabbage and the soft and fragrant pork belly made Gongshu Baiguang nod with satisfaction.

Hmm?

When Lord Ditai saw that Lord Mengqi and Gongshu Baiguang were eating so happily, he couldn't help but have some small thoughts in his heart.

Maybe Bu Fang was trying to scare him.

How could a killer weapon like the Destruction Dry Pot be easily taken out?

Thinking of this, Lord Ditai's eyes became more playful.

He remembered that when Chuchu Fang fooled the two little saints, wasn't it like this?

"You are naughty, little friend Bu Fang."

The Ditai master immediately laughed, pointed a finger at Bu Fang and shook it.

He believed that the simple and upright Boss Bu would not take out the terrible dry pot of destruction.

So the Ditai master couldn't wait to stretch out his chopsticks.

Although his dry pot gave people a different feeling.

But...

The tempting aroma emanating from the dry pot made the Ditai master a little unable to control himself.

As long as it doesn't explode to death, then eat it!

Grabbing the chopsticks, the Ditai master grabbed the dry pot.

But just when his chopsticks were about to fall, the Ditai master suddenly raised his head and saw Bu Fang's interested eyes.

Suddenly, his scalp numbed.

But he didn't hesitate for too long, and he took a chopstick.

He picked out a piece of pork belly, and the white and greasy pork belly was soft and fragrant.

The eyes of the Ditai master suddenly lit up.

"Delicious! Delicious!"

The Ditai master continued to pick it up happily.

The Destruction Dry Pot did not make any movement, which made the Ditai Realm Master calm down.

Just say it, how could Bu Fang be the kind of person who has no sense of propriety?

Ditai Realm Master ate happily.

Suddenly, the corners of Bu Fang's mouth twitched slightly.

He looked at Ditai Realm Master curiously.

Although the food formation [Explosion] was not drawn in the Destruction Dry Pot.

But Bu Fang drew [Imprisonment] into it.

Of course, the dry pot is not the best carrier of the [Imprisonment] formation, but it can also play a little role.

So...

In the puzzled eyes of everyone.

Bu Fang raised his palm.

Bu Fang's action touched everyone's heart.

Lord Ditai paused, and suddenly felt uneasy.

He looked at Bu Fang subconsciously, and that expressionless face seemed to be smiling playfully... Damn it!

"Banned."

Bu Fang snapped his fingers, expressionless, and said.

The words fell.

With a snap, the sound of the snap was crisp and pleasant.

Everyone was stunned.

The next moment.

Boom! ! !

The dry pot in front of Lord Ditai suddenly burst into a brilliant and incandescent light...

This feeling...

City Lord Mengqi and Gongshu Baiguang both twitched their mouths, and their figures instantly fled far away.

Avoided the position where the white light shone.

Lord Ditai couldn't avoid it at all, and was directly blinded by the white light and enveloped by it.

When the white light dissipated.

Lord Ditai's figure appeared.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no extremely terrible destructive fluctuations.

The white light seemed to be a flash in the pan, and did not change anything.

The Lord of Ditai held his mouth, stiffened his neck, raised his hand, and grabbed the chopsticks. In the chopsticks, he held a piece of fragrant and hot pork belly, ready to put it into his mouth. There was even shiny oil flowing on the pork belly, and the rich fragrance was pervasive.

The food was right in front of him.

But the Lord of Ditai could not move.

He could only smell the meat aroma that kept drilling into his nostrils... teasing him.

His body... could not move at all, and was completely frozen in place, like petrified.

What happened?

Why did the Lord of the Realm not eat the meat?

The food formation [Imprisonment], judging from the situation, should be imprisoned.

Looking at the funny movements of the Lord of Ditai, Bu Fang's mouth corners could not help but curl up.

"Eat, Lord of the Realm... You eat it." Bu Fang said.

The Lord of Ditai rolled his eyes and kept his movements unchanged. He wanted to move but couldn't.

The only thing left in his mind was a word of "Ma Ma Pi".

He finally realized that he was wrong.

He once thought that Bu Fang wanted to blow him to death, but that was not the case.

Bu Fang wanted to suffocate him to death so that he could inherit his naked art! !