The referee was in a state of confusion at this moment because he felt a strong wind blowing.

Swift...

What the hell?!

The referee's long and wide nostrils suddenly shrank, and his whole body was covered with goose bumps. He seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, looking at the huge alchemy furnace flying from afar with horror on his face.

The alchemy furnace was extremely heavy, red and scorching, and there was also heat in it. Black smoke rolled and the alchemy fire rolled. The ever-changing alchemy fire seemed to be trying to open the entire alchemy furnace.

A strange wave came towards the referee's face...

The referee opened his mouth wide and looked confused... Don't do this!

boom!!

The violently shaking furnace finally couldn't bear it. It exploded with a loud bang, and the roar continued to resound, and the fluctuations spread around.

"Oh my God! The stove is blowing up!"

"I'll go... Goddess An's alchemy furnace...is it fucking?"

"This... Isn't Goddess An going to lose?"

...

The audience was frightened and looked at the alchemy furnace that exploded and burst out with dazzling fire, and was a little surprised to hear the sound of being unable to stop.

Many people saw the furnace explosion for the first time, and many of them knew that when they competed with this alchemist's public enemy... many alchemists had blown the furnace, but for the first time they saw it... their minds were still shocked!

Even the witch An Sheng is blowing the stove... How strong is this cook? Is he going to go against the will of heaven?!

For a moment, the audience woke up from the permeable fragrance and stared at the scene on the ring.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.

The true energy fluctuations on the witch An Sheng's body disappeared. He stretched out his slender fingers and took off the velvet rope that tied his hair. He shook his head and his hair was floating.

"Oh... I am worthy of being the public enemy of the alchemist. How can this fragrance make people refine alchemy?!"

The witch An Sheng curled his lips and raised his head to look at Bu Fang opposite him with some resentment.

The rising smoke made her feel a little curious. Is this what Boss Bu called a high-end dish?

Isn’t it just barbecue...is it related to Gaoda?!

But although it is barbecue, the taste is...so strong!

The witch An Sheng moved his lips, and with his hands in his arms, he jumped towards Bu Fang's position.

"Ahem cough cough..."

The referee looked desperate. As the smoke and dust rolled, he waved it casually, and the smoke and dust immediately dissipated, and the dark dust scattered all over the ground.

He coughed a lot, and tears seemed to be in his eyes.

The referee was at least a strong man who broke the three Supreme Shackles. His cultivation was extremely strong, so how could he be injured by the explosion of the alchemy furnace? Although he was a little caught off guard,... the true energy moved and he still defended him.

However, the injury was not hurt, but the image of the whole person was a little awkward.

The witch An Sheng held her hands and looked at the referee with a black hair standing upside down and black smoke in her mouth. She smiled apologetically. Then, she lit her toes and rushed to Bu Fang's bronze platform, with curiosity on her face.

"This girl..." The referee was so amused that the elixir was blown up, which means that the girl An Sheng lost in this game.

However, this was the first time he saw someone lose so well that he actually pushed the blew-up furnace to the referee directly. It was simply... too much!

The referee has called you to provoke you!

Is it easy to be a referee?

An Sheng seemed not to care about his win or loss. Instead, he ran to Bu Fang's bronze platform curiously, with light radiance on his eyes staring at the dishes on Bu Fang's bronze platform, and kept looking at them!

"Is this the high-end dish you mentioned?" The witch An Sheng asked curiously with her hands crossed her chest.

Bu Fang was about to finish the finale at this moment, and seemed to hear something, and immediately raised his head in confusion and looked over.

"Why are you here?"

Bu Fang was slightly surprised. Shouldn’t this woman be refining alchemy in the distance? What should she do when she ran to his position?

He looked up and saw that the bronze platform in the distance was empty, and there was only a black-faced referee looking at them with an indespair.

"Oh... it turned out to be a stove." Bu Fang pulled the corner of his mouth and glanced at the woman with a smile.

The witch An Sheng is a bachelor, "What's wrong with the furnace frying? Why do you look down on the furnace frying?"

"As an excellent alchemist, you must have enough experience in burning the furnace... I want to become the woman of the king of alchemy. Don't make a fuss about burning the furnace... Don't make a fuss." An Sheng waved his hand indifferently.

Her eyes were still staring at the barbecue that Bu Fang began to place...

The scented dish that seemed to be radiating light made her swallow it. It smelled so good...it seemed very delicious.

...

"What is this girl doing?"

The smile on Master Gu He's face froze, and he looked at An Sheng who was running openly to the Bing Fang bronze platform with surprise...

The stove was blown up? This girl actually blown up the stove... Master Gu He's face shook, and he felt as if someone slapped him a few times on the face, which hurts so much.

The masters around him looked over and glanced at him, which made him feel a little uncomfortable all over.

"Ahem... This girl loves to make trouble, and she's fine to fry the stove in Danta. Just get used to it, just get used to it..."

Master Gu He laughed dryly and explained a few words, but this excuse... He blushed himself.

He was also surprised. It was impossible... How could this girl explode the stove? Although that girl was so playful, her talent for alchemy was really good, and she had strong mental power. It was impossible for the stove to explode the stove...

Unless... it is affected.

Could it be because of the chef?

After looking at his precious apprentice squatting in front of the chef's bronze table, Master Gu He suddenly became a little messy in the wind.

He had the illusion that his female apprentice was abducted from the scene.

"It should be because of the chef... you all noticed the fragrance that permeates the air. It's really incredible. This is the first time I have smelled such an intoxicating fragrance." Master Xuanming said with bright eyes.

The other masters were also thinking.

"We are so far away from the arena, and it smells so fragrant... How far is An Sheng girl from the bronze stage? The fragrance she smells must be even more intense! That fragrance will make people lose their minds... It will naturally be difficult to control the Dan Fire, which will lead to the furnace blowing."

Master Yaoguang analyzed, his eyes fixed on Bu Fang's position, showing a serious look for the first time.

This chef...is not ordinary!

In this game... the chef won! As long as the chef's dishes can reach the level of a elixir, it will be possible to win this game.

...

"Get back a little, don't get so close, we are now competitors."

Bu Fang glanced at An Sheng and said lightly.

After saying that, his kitchen knife turned and picked it up with a sudden lift, and then picked up the barbecue placed on the iron net.

Pieces of blue and white porcelain plates were placed on the table, and the barbecue fell on the porcelain plate. Bu Fang grabbed the purple bamboo branches and pulled them, and the dishes all rushed into the plate.

The seasoning plate was suspended, and Bu Fang chased a little seasoning and sprinkled it on it, with stars and stars, which were quite wonderful.

The fresh elixir was carved into beautiful shapes and placed on the blue and white porcelain plate, and a barbecue supreme meat was finished.

Other dishes are also processed and placed in the same way.

"Don't move... These are the dishes to participate." Bu Fang suddenly glanced at An Sheng's secretly stretched out hand and said lightly.

An Sheng's hand suddenly froze, his red lips shrank, and he snorted at Bu Fang.

"Isn't it just a taste! Your dish tastes so bad that I haven't even made elixirs... It's not okay to let others taste it. You are... too much!" An Sheng said.

Bu Fang glanced at her, expressionless and unmoved.

"Don't you care about frying the stove? And... you can fry the stove under the influence of external objects, which means that your mental concentration is not firm enough, and you still need to practice more." Bu Fang said.

Wipe his hand stained with water, and looked at the referee in the distance and said, "My cooking is over...you can make a rating."

The referee is still indulging in love with him at this moment, and only when he hears Bu Fang's words can he come back to his senses.

He walked to Bu Fang's bronze platform with a black face.

An Sheng looked at the referee with black smoke rising above his head, feeling a little embarrassed and laughed dryly.

The chief referee looked at her sadly, this girl...

But he didn't complain for too long, and the referee's gaze fell on the dishes placed on the bronze platform by Bu Fang.

When he saw this, his eyes condensed!

He couldn't help but take a deep breath...

"What's the name of the dish this time?" asked the referee curiously.

There are many dishes this time, and there are almost nine dishes served. They all use different ingredients, but the cooking techniques are the same.

The nine dishes filled with blue and white porcelain plates seem to have a unique meaning connection between each other, and the spiritual energy fluctuates constantly, as if an invisible storm is forming.
To be continued...