Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 532 The Mystery of Egg Fried Rice
With every gesture, the aura was turbulent, and with incomparable strength, he swept across the ring.

Feng Qian firmly grasped the platform pillar so as not to be rushed out of the ring by his sudden burst of air, but her hair was blown into a mess, and her figure was even more embarrassing.

The people outside the stadium exclaimed in shock.

"This is……"

"Could he..."

On the rostrum, Queen Yunshu said very calmly: "That's right, he has been promoted!"

Qin Guoshi said in a rather happy mood: "As expected of being the most promising player in the Presbyterian Council, Zhuang Bifan has finally been promoted to become a spiritual martial artist after succeeding Prince Jun!"

Elder Yin nodded: "Not bad, not bad, a child can be taught!"

Master Mu shook his head: "It's a pity that he was promoted with the help of medicine, and he is still far from a real spiritual martial artist!"

"With the help of medicine?" Elder Yin was surprised.

Qin Guoshi on the side changed his face slightly. Unexpectedly, Master Mu could see through at a glance that Zhuang Bifan was not a spiritual martial artist who broke through his own cultivation, but was fed with pills and elixir through the elders for a long time, so that he could break through and be promoted in a short time. As expected of the deputy head of the Martial God Sect, with piercing eyes!

However, even if he was promoted and made a breakthrough under the feeding of the elixir, he has finally stepped into the realm of a spiritual martial artist, a brand new beginning.

In the stands of Dongyan Country, Princess Taiping was overjoyed: "That's great! Zhuang Bifan is really a genius, and he was promoted during the competition. This is the end of Feng Qian, she is completely useless!"

In the stands of Nanyan Kingdom, Sikong Junye showed a surprised look: "Princess, you already knew about it, didn't you?"

Princess Wuyang smiled and said, "That's right, this is the trump card of our Great Yan Kingdom! Once Zhuang Bifan is promoted to become a spiritual martial artist, he will be invincible in today's spiritual martial arts competition, and he will definitely win!"

In the stands of Beiyan Kingdom, everyone lamented.

"Oops, this time Fengling Chef is doomed!"

"It was already difficult to deal with at the peak of the ninth level, but now that he has been promoted to a spiritual martial artist all of a sudden, the Fengling chef is even more useless."

"I said a long time ago that the challenge to No.1 is too unreliable. Is it right now?"

Elder Lian sighed and shook his head: "It seems that Qin Yu will have to win the ranking!"

In the front row, the little prince held Xuanyuanche's hand tightly, worried: "Father, will the queen lose?"

Xuanyuanche shook his head resolutely: "No! Even if she lost to her opponent, she didn't lose. Because, from the moment she stood on the ring, she had already won!"

The little prince looked confused.

Sikong Shengjie smiled faintly: "Good point!"

On the ring, Feng Qianmei's eyes narrowed, and her face changed slightly.

With the promotion of Zhuang Bifan's strength, the coercion imposed on her became even greater. She firmly grasped the pillars of the ring with both hands so as not to let herself fall off the ring.

After being promoted, Zhuang Bifan's eyes were bright and clear, the bottom of his eyes sparkled, and he laughed wildly: "If it's still too late for you to take the initiative to admit defeat, my master thinks that you are a woman, I can let you go for a while!"

Feng Qian sneered, and instead of retreating, she advanced: "It's just a spiritual martial artist. To me, there is no difference between a peak ninth level and a spiritual martial artist!"

"Still stubborn? I will let you taste the true strength of a spiritual martial artist!" Zhuang Bifan sneered, turned the long sword in his hand, drew an arc in mid-air, and said coldly, "Blood dancing in the sky—— "

It's still the same sword move, but its power is more than doubled!
Although the difference between Lingwu Zhe and Lingwu Master is only one word, they are thousands of miles apart.

Feng Qian immediately felt the terrifying sword energy falling from the sky, not only trying to tear the air, but also tearing her whole body in half!

Feng Qian rolled on the spot, rolling from one corner of the arena to the other corner of the arena. A crack was cut on the ground of the arena by the sword energy.

Just narrowly dodging a sword qi, the next sword qi came again, Feng Qian rolled over in embarrassment, and there were more and more cracks on the ground of the ring, criss-crossing!

"damn it!"

Feng Qian cursed secretly, this was the most embarrassing time since she participated in the competition.

Obviously she has drawn the No Ji Tai Lai Talisman, why the good luck has not come for so long?
Xuanyuanche couldn't sit still any longer and stood up.

At this moment, thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and the sky above the paddock suddenly darkened and was shrouded in dark clouds. Immediately afterwards, heavy rain poured down!

Zhuang Bifan's continuous attack was temporarily interrupted by the sudden rain, and Feng Qian also got a temporary respite.

Could it be that this rain is the good luck brought to her by the Tailai Talisman?
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, the corners of her cherry-colored lips rose slightly, and Feng Qian suddenly laughed.

That's right, this is the good luck brought to her by the Ji Tai Lai Talisman!
Now or never!
Disturbed by the heavy rain, Zhuang Bifan was temporarily distracted, but soon he came back to his senses. He couldn't give his opponent a chance to breathe. He wanted to beat his opponent with all his strength, trample her under his feet, and let her never die again. Can't get up, otherwise, it would be too embarrassing for him, a newly promoted spiritual martial artist!
Having made up his mind, he raised his eyes to look at Feng Qian, only to see that she got up from the ground, and in the rainstorm, she held an iron spoon in her hand and slowly waved it in mid-air.

what is she doing?
Zhuang Bifan frowned, thinking that she was a bit weird, but gradually, he noticed the clue and showed a look of astonishment.

I saw the rainwater around her slowly peeling off. With the waving of her spoon, the rainwater slowly formed a vortex. The vortex changed from small to large, and gradually involved more rainwater. In the end, more than half of the vortex The rainwater around the arena was sucked into the vortex, drawing a clear watershed with the other half of the arena where Zhuang Bifan was!
What kind of skill is this?
Zhuang Bifan was extremely surprised, but time did not allow him to be surprised, he felt that he was being sucked into the vortex by a strong suction.

"What kind of sorcery is this?"

Feng smiled lightly, her eyebrows raised: "This is not a sorcery, this is a kind of exercise I created myself, it has a very special name..."

She paused for a moment, and said surprisingly: "Call, the meaning of fried rice with eggs!"

"The mystery of egg fried rice?" Zhuang Bifan felt that his IQ had been insulted.

Feng Qian continued to move her hands, and said, "Do you see the drops of rain in the sky, do they look like grains of rice?"

She regards rainwater as rice and stir-fries it, combined with the inspiration of "Shen Chu Jue", and thus evolves a brand-new exercise method, which is also her own creation method.

It is said to imitate the stir-frying technique of egg fried rice, but it is not that simple. It is an innovative technique that combines spiritual kitchen and spiritual magic!
Everyone outside the arena was stunned!

Make egg fried rice, but also create your own exercises?

I'm from the mountains, don't lie to me!

"Huh, what a trick!" Zhuang Bifan smiled mockingly after being surprised.

In his opinion, the mystery of egg fried rice is just a way for her to show off her skills, and it is not useful at all!
(End of this chapter)