Chapter 232: Feast? What feast?
Lin Du closed his eyes and entered into a state of meditation, but Feng Yi seemed to be thinking about something, "Before, I just thought that the Tongtian Sect was lucky, but now it seems that may not be the case."
The team competition tests the cooperation ability of an entire sect team. This time, the Supreme Sect did not play by the rules in the team battle, trapping many strong warriors who took the initiative to attack. In addition, the evil demon formation appeared at the end, and the game became a mess. The cooking sect made a comeback in the final team battle and took the 19th place.
But individual competitions are not that simple, as they rely heavily on individual strength.
The Tongtian Sect does not belong to the three sects, six schools and ten schools, and is at the bottom of the list among the small sects. Although the name is very impressive, the sect is full of chefs, and it does not even have a proper mountain gate. It makes money by hosting buffets. It is said that in recent years, a foreign army has emerged, bought a small hill, and has its own territory, but no one cares.
It wasn't until the Zhongzhou Competition that he gained some fame.
In today's battle, everyone discovered that this inferior sect suddenly produced a genius.
At the age of over eighty, he has reached the Great Yuanman stage in the Tengyun Realm, and is considered a genius even in the Supreme Sect.
Lin Du heard these discussions and suddenly opened his eyes. "Buffet? What buffet?"
Feng Yi: …She knew that the kid was pretending to meditate just to avoid being questioned!
Behind him, a row of shivering children holding hot water bottles looked at him with burning eyes, "Let's have a feast! What feast?"
He Gui smiled. As young people, they are full of energy.
Then the Tongtian Sect suddenly discovered that the Wushang Sect was looking at them with very strange eyes, as if they wanted to eat them alive.
The headmaster tugged at the sleeve of his eldest disciple and said, "Are we standing out too much? We should have made a fortune quietly and just showed our heads. But you insisted on entering that Forbidden City Cave Heaven and caught the attention of the First Sect. Now, we have a chance to go there but no chance to come back. You are my only child..."
"That's enough, old man," Sheng Yan took a radish from his junior fellow student and chewed it with a crunching sound, "Don't you think that look is familiar?"
The old man looked at Shengyan in confusion, "What's that look?"
"Mommy is hungry."
Leader: ...
"Now that you put it, it seems to make sense." The headmaster stared at them for a while, and the more he looked, the more he felt that the eyes of those children were not filled with hostility, but with eager desire.
Shengyan tilted his head and munched on a radish while smiling. After he finished smiling, he lowered his eyes and threw away a handful of yarrow. He fiddled with one hand for a long time, and his narrow eyes narrowed slightly. This hexagram...
She finished eating the carrot in two or three bites, then stood up and stretched her body. The leather armor hanging around her waist revealed two black wooden handles as she moved.
“I heard that the spirit bones of the eldest disciple of the Supreme Sect are gone, so Lin Du came out to compete for the first prize at the youngest age. Hey, Shengyan, can you make a medicinal diet to treat him?” A man squatted beside him and ate a steamed bun with a smile.
"Bones can be restored, but spirit bones cannot." Sheng Yan didn't know what he was thinking of. He laughed and lowered his eyes. His foxy look became more obvious, with the corners of his lips and eyes all curled up, thin and sharp.
"Hey, Shengyan, can you really get first place this time?" The head of the sect asked again, "I think Lin Du is the younger one."
Shengyan turned around and glanced at the fat old man, "Do you think that the most gifted person recognized by heaven is so easy to deal with?"
"It's enough to get into the top three." She smiled, "I don't ask for much."
Since ancient times, the only thing people can remember is the number one in the world. How many people can really remember the second and third place in the world?
"But Shengyan, you have defeated many top masters from big sects. Maybe you can really be the number one?" said a yellow and thin boy.
Upon hearing this, Sheng Yan lowered his eyes, curled his lips, smiled sarcastically, and whispered, "Number one in the world..."
She looked at the white-haired monk who was sitting in the middle. His pale blue robe was as indifferent as the landscape in a scroll painting. The white veil covered his face, leaving a gap because of his excellent bone structure. At this moment, he seemed to sense something and turned to her.
It was definitely a rare cold and magnificent scene in the world. No wonder Lin Du was listed in the Records of Beauties in Zhongzhou.
The war drums sounded, and the two men jumped onto the stage at the same time.
"Tongtian Sect is hosting a banquet to challenge you."
Lin Du raised his hand to salute, then looked at the female cultivator opposite him, who was almost as thin as himself, and saw a long-handled spatula in her hand, with suspicious traces of smoke and fire on it.
Lin Du: ...Oh, Kitchen Repair~
Just now, this guy used such a spatula to defeat a bunch of talented people.
The two men attacked at the same time, and the Floating Life Fan hit the smoky spatula, causing a cloud of water mist to rise from it.
Lin Du's eyes narrowed.
Dark fire?
If Xia Tianwu could learn from this person, he would probably be able to make better use of the strange fire.
Shengyan was also surprised. The pure power of ice and snow?
No wonder he can freeze people by crossing a small realm.
But there was a clanging sound, the iron fan and the spatula collided frequently, and two figures, one blue and one red, moved like snow and falling leaves, so fast that it was dizzying.
A member of the Tongtian Sect clapped his hands and followed the crowd's cheers, "Our senior sister is flickering like the fire in our furnace!"
The fat old man pulled the useless disciple down and said, "Can you speak?"
It's outrageous! No wonder Lin Du said he wanted to read more books!
Lin Du found the situation a bit tricky. This person was hard to defend against with fire, which was completely different from the people from the Scarlet Sky Sword Sect. She was extremely restrained in her fire and even often used dark fire in battle. In other words, if Lin Du wanted to freeze the materials for the formation, they might be destroyed by the inconspicuous dark fire if he was not careful.
She could only keep her spiritual consciousness outward at all times. Her spiritual consciousness sensed the energy body rather than just the simple object, so she could see the location of the dark fire clearly.
Now, within the range of her consciousness, there was dark fire everywhere, like a meteor, suppressing her ice and snow power.
Lin Du inexplicably thought of the stars lighting up her entire consciousness.
This guy can actually control fire so well, shouldn't I say he is worthy of being a chef?
The feast's lower course was extremely stable, and Lin Du couldn't find her weakness for a moment. After hesitating for a moment, he swung out a life that belonged only to her with the Floating Life Fan.
Endless snowflakes fluttered down on the arena, but in a moment, the entire arena was covered with frost, and the tiny specks of dark fire died down in the realm of floating life.
Not only was there a feast on the stage, but people in the seats and on the podium were also silently using their spiritual power to protect themselves.
Only the disciple of Tongtian Sect blurted out, "It's really fucking cold, Ergou, where's my mink! Take out my mink."
The fat old man's face twitched, he felt completely disgraced today.
Shengyan was not in a hurry. He took out a big iron pot with his other hand. He shook the shovel in the pot, and a bright flame shot out to a height of ten feet. The snowflakes in the air were instantly burned into nothingness by the fireworks of the world.
Lin Du was slightly startled, her face burning. She sighed, fortunately there was enough time.
Shengyan was keenly aware of something wrong, and she always felt that there was something wrong with her feet. She could clearly see that when Lin Du swung the fan, her feet had started to catch fire, which allowed her to continue to fight steadily without being frozen or slipping.
The next moment, the green-robed monk teleported to one side. Without putting out the fire, he clasped his Fusheng fan and hit the big iron pot upwards, making a clanging sound.
The iron pot shook slightly, raised a small angle, and swayed slightly with the fire, and then fell steadily into the man's hands.
Lin Du hissed. This man's hands were surprisingly so steady that she couldn't even lift the pot.
Fortunately, it was just a fake move. At the moment she lifted the lid of the pot, her other hand had already thrown out the last few array stones that were restricted to the feast area. Her consciousness and spiritual power exploded at the same time, and the array pattern took shape in an instant.
At this moment, the huge iron pot burst out with a powerful energy that splashed out, just like an old master padding the pot for many years. The spiritual power came directly at Lin Du with the power of a tiger claw digging out the heart.
Lin Du cursed, propped himself up on the ground with one hand, turned upside down, poured the last bit of his spiritual power into the formation, and then used his palm to gain momentum to jump up.
The green robe bloomed into a frost and snow flower in the air. Lin Du brushed past the flaming spiritual attack. The gauze in front of him was burned to a precarious state and finally collapsed. The curled black corner crossed his face and finally fell to the ground.
Lin Du landed steadily, closed his eyes and tilted his head, feeling the formation taking shape, and breathed a sigh of relief.
The flames in the iron pot went out in an instant, and one of the Lianheng faction members blurted out, "Four Seasons Four Phases Formation? That's... Lin Dong Phase!"
The howling north wind and the cold frost and snow made it impossible for the people in the formation to open their eyes. They felt as if they were in a winter hell.
Shengyan was so overwhelmed by the wind that he couldn't help but sigh.
In the short moments when she was taking out the pot and padding the pot, she was unable to care about the things thrown out by Lin Du. She thought that the things with incomplete zodiac signs thrown out by Lin Du did not seem to constitute a formation at all, so she beat him first and then wanted to pick up the formation stones. Unexpectedly, she forgot the dark fire under her feet.
From extreme heat to extreme cold, extreme is born from extreme.
She was in Shu's formation, and she personally infused the last bit of fire energy into the Four Phases Formation.
After entering the formation for just a quarter of an hour, she would no longer be able to withstand the severe cold, and the spiritual power used for defense would be consumed rapidly. Once the spiritual power was completely consumed, she would lose and must break the formation.
Shengyan put away the iron pot and shovel, sighed softly, and reached for the two black wooden handles on his waist.
The two swords are unsheathed.
In addition to controlling the heat, cooking also requires practice of knife skills.
Not beyond the scope.
The next moment, someone on the stands stood up and blurted out, "Is that... the Candle Dragon Sword Technique?"
Lin Du: Hmm? What? Dragon slaying?