Chapter 666 Arrogance (Thanks to the Leader of Bu Miao Zi)

It was said to be an hour, but it actually took two or three hours to wait.

Obviously, some people were not happy to see such a crazy acceleration of the Kitchen Demon Trial and were secretly obstructing it. But in the end, no one can openly violate the rules of the Kitchen Demon Showdown.

The formalities for naming the challenge were quickly passed after Inujie nodded.

In order to protect the Satomi family's property and dignity, this samurai, who was derided as an old dog, had been working very hard these days. Meeting Guo Shouche's almost arrogant challenge was like falling asleep on a pillow.

Of all the people, he was probably the one who most hoped that the duel between the Kitchen Demons would come to an end as soon as possible.

Even after this matter is over, both the public and the Wu family will not give him any good ending... I am afraid that before long, they will find any reason and give him a piece of reprimand, a four-foot white cloth and a sword. Come to him.

Urging him to get on his way as soon as possible.

Inujiang didn't care about this.

Call it foolish loyalty or stubbornness, that old man has already staked his life on the responsibility entrusted to him by the Satomi family.

The cruelest thing in this world is death. If a person is not even afraid of death, then what difference does it make to him no matter how powerful his opponent is?

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

Huai Shi had seen enough of the excitement around this time, and finally brought Maki in to watch.

As soon as they entered, they saw Vladimir, the furry bear of the Russian Federation with tattoos all over his body, waving to them enthusiastically: "You two, here, here!"

"Ha, lick the dog."

Huai Shi glanced at it and pretended not to see it, continuing to maintain the noble and cool goddess persona of Miss Huai Zhi.

Vladimir still looked like a wild punk, grinned at Maki, and then looked away.

After Huai Shi sat down, she realized that... there were indeed a lot of people coming today.

Not only the agents of all current candidates, but also the cooking demons who have been eliminated before have also arrived at the scene. For example, the former chef of Santu, Fukatsu Kei, and the industrial chef Mogu Zhiken, etc... Even the losers who have already been eliminated are not willing to miss this feast.

After all, it is Guo Shouche, and he is an immortal old monster after all...

But he hasn't appeared in a public competition for more than twenty years, and the cooking demons who only know it 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 cooking devil, it is still a cooking devil!

They are the elites and strong men who are unique among all.

In a one-on-one duel, divided into seven days, maybe the old man can defeat all his opponents with overwhelming force. Being able to face off against seven genuine kitchen demons in a wheel-to-wheel battle... This kind of exaggeration is simply unimaginable.

Even if he is known as a glutton, his appetite is not exaggerated to this extent, right?

"Oh ho, is everyone here? It's been a long wait, a long wait."

While everyone was waiting, that kind and gentle voice, like a man walking birds in the park, sounded from the entrance.

One hand was holding a bamboo basket, and the other hand was holding a heavy cloth package. I didn't know what was wrapped inside. I strolled by casually and greeted every colleague in a friendly manner.

And the bloody package in his hand looked like...

"Pig head?"

Huai Shi raised his eyebrows.

I don't know why, but he seems to be inexplicably familiar with the shapes of the heads of various creatures... Could it be that after cutting off too many heads, he still has such a passive skill?

"Oh, have you been spotted?"

Guo Shouque laughed heartily: "Miss Huai Zhi has really good taste. She is the only one who has seven flavors in one."

He casually walked to his cooking table, put down his things, and unwrapped the package.

Inside was a pig head that had just been bled and had not been singed or otherwise processed.

"It's really hard to find this thing. I searched all over Nara and took a two-hour bus ride before I found a pig farm... You Yingzhou people are really troublesome. You don't even raise pigs properly."

He casually pulled the ears and mouth of the pig head, then propped up the pig's head with his elbow and looked up at the seven gloomy-looking enemies in front of him.

"Everyone, are you ready?"

"How dare you not do it if you have such great love from me?" A cooking demon from Yingzhou spoke up and said in a conspiratorial tone: "Although I am looked down upon by others, I am not to the point of giving up on myself... No matter what despicable means I use, I will also try my best to let you, senior, experience the essence of my cooking."

"Yeah."

Guo Shouque was greatly comforted: "So, what if you are the first? Shall we start?"

The other seven cooking demons looked at each other and nodded slowly.

Since our opponents dare to fight one against seven, they won't be so arrogant that they think we can win if we have more A's. The opponent is indeed unfathomable, but if we fight as a group, we may not be unable to defeat it.

The first person sent out was undoubtedly the recognized strong one among them, but the remaining six were not just people who could make up the numbers. But the Kitchen Demon, who was truly the strongest and most confident, was ranked last.

The remaining people will use whatever means they can to exhaust their endurance.

War of attrition!

With seven against one, it may not matter if you win, but if you lose, you will be laughed at. Maybe your restaurant will have its stars downgraded. What they want is absolute security.

"As promised in advance, I am good at kaiseki cuisine. Although the 'Setsukikka' prepared today has ten dishes, there is no possibility of splitting them up. They will only be served together. The so-called set meals are In this case, Chef Guo has no objection, right?"

Standing in front of the cooking table is Hajime Shibakawa, a veteran chef from the famous Kaiseki restaurant Daigin.

"The set meal, I know, it's just like the feeling of falling in love with one beer and one fried chicken we talked about back then. It's understandable."

Talking happily about old jokes that young people didn't know about, Guo Shouque patted the pig's head next to him: "However, I am getting old and my physical strength is a bit weak..."

Shameless!

Everyone present had complicated expressions.

Why is this old bastard talking nonsense here with such a serious look on his face?

It is true that Guo Shouque's physical strength will decline compared to his prime. But the power of the sublimated person cannot be compared with common sense. What's more, even now, Guo Shouche has never used any power other than the Kitchen Demon, but he can wander in and out of Elysium alone... ...Could he be some kind of weakling?

He is a weakling, who are the others here?

Cell-level idiot?

As soon as he said this, the expressions of the seven cooking demons were hard to look at.

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

"No, no, no, you misunderstood!" Guo Shouque opened his mouth and laughed, waving his hands: "Rest? No need, please don't worry."

"..."

After a brief silence, Shibakawa Hiro's expression became confused: "What does that mean?"

"Don't you think it's too much to bully young people? I'll take a step back."

Guo Shouque smiled, patted the pig's head under his elbow, and said warmly: "What I mean is, I can accept whatever you do and I can eat it. However, I am getting old, so I can't eat it." I don’t want to bother myself too much, so I’ll just stick to this dish today…”

He spread his hands, looked calm, and said matter-of-factly: "As long as one of you can eat this dish of mine, I will lose!"

collapse!

A broken sound broke the dead silence.

Under Shibakawa Hoshi, the chopping board cracked with a crack.

The calm middle-aged man's eyes widened and were filled with bloodshot eyes, and his expression was so ferocious that it was hard to describe.

furious.

Not just him, but also the other six cooking demons behind him.

At this moment, under such conditions of contempt and contempt, he fell into unstoppable anger. If this was not a duel between cooking demons, I am afraid that even if he knew the disparity in strength between the two, Shibakawa Hajime would have raised his fist regardless of his own safety and beat this old smiling face!

"How's it going? The conditions are fair, right?" Guo Shouche still didn't think that was enough, and said with a proud smile: "What I like most is a fair duel. Both sides have to be on the same starting line... In this case, No matter how weak you are, as long as you eat this dish without risking your own life, you can still win, right? How about it? How about it? Hahahaha..."

"Do not make jokes!"

Shibakawa Hiro roared, roared, and slammed his hands on the table: "I don't accept it! I will never accept such a humiliating condition! Guo Shouche, you bastard, how much are you going to humiliate us before you give up!"

"Angry?"

Guo Shouque looked at him in astonishment, as if he couldn't understand: "Is this considered a humiliation? It's too strange, I just gave you a hand... Besides, do you have any room not to accept it? "

He grinned, his old face slowly distorting, and he could no longer hide the malice and ferocity in his chest: "Even if you are bargaining, you still have to have enough, right? Don't open a dyeing workshop to give you any face, okay?"

The old man was laughing, pressing the pig's head under his hand, and told them: "Listen, I will do this, whether you accept it or not. If you can't bear this shame, please turn around and walk away."

Even if quitting is equivalent to admitting defeat, it doesn't matter. In this way, you can put some money on your face, right?

It’s not that I can’t 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, there was only the laughter of the old cooking devil.

Everyone's faces became increasingly ugly.

"You're too despicable, that old guy."

Huaishi murmured softly.

"Eh? Isn't this as cool as a master who ties his own hands and feet during a duel?" Maki looked over in astonishment: "The sword and halberd film has the feeling of a blindfolded old swordsman. No matter how you look at it, he looks handsome."

Still don't understand what happened.

After two updates, I finally thanked the leader ORZ. And, here again I recommend Brother Jiangshan’s new book "Taiyi"! I have been a fan of the author since "Xian Ao" back then~