These people gathered together can be described as a dragon and a tiger, and the entire Guanzhou suddenly surged.

The god of food in Southeast Asia is one of the world's most prestigious gastronomic honors, and countless people dream of it.

As soon as these players arrived in Guanzhou, they crossed the sea, showed their powers, and tried every means to collect information about other players.

It only took a few minutes for Hong Qi to collect detailed information about the other players and exchange them for egg fried rice with Chen Feng.

If the other players were all their own information, more than a dozen people would only be worth a bowl of egg fried rice, and they would definitely vomit blood in depression.

They spent a lot of manpower and material resources to find the information of other players except Chen Feng. But only Chen Feng was missing, which made them all a little confused.

Chen Feng is the favorite to win the championship this time, and only three people have won the title of the double god of food in so many sessions, if Chen Feng wins the god of food in Southeast Asia this time. The Triple Crown is the highest honor in the gastronomic world.

"Baga, what are you doing to eat, I will give you 10 million funds. Open your eyes and look at your information, Chen Feng, Raocheng people, food genius? This is your answer. Jiro Oda slapped his subordinates in the face and was furious.

The situation is similar in other countries, where there is a great deal of resentment against the intelligence officers.

Hong Qi was eating egg fried rice while analyzing the situation of these players with Chen Feng: "Brother Chen, this time's lineup is a little terrifying, it can be said that it is the most powerful in the past three sessions, let's just say this Oda Erro, although he is a little short, and he is a little obscene, but his origin is very mysterious, it is said that Miyamoto Keiyu wanted to take him as an apprentice, but was rejected by Oda, and he was very angry, he sent someone to teach Oda Jiro, but the person he sent disappeared strangely, and Miyamoto Keiyu almost died because of this incident. ”

"Isn't Miyamoto the god of food in Hokkaido? I heard that he is the descendant of the imperial chef, and even he has planted a heel on Oda?" Chen Feng was slightly surprised.

Hong Qi nodded: "Yes, according to my investigation, Oda Jiro's backstage is related to the most mysterious force in Dongying, the Onmyoji, the Onmyoji is the most powerful force in Dongying, there is no one, they stretch for thousands of years, and they represent the top strength of Dongying in many fields, and food is no exception, although Miyamoto Keiyu is very famous, it is still a little insufficient in front of the Onmyoji." ”

Chen Feng suddenly realized that this Xiao Tian does have some background, no wonder Sasaki who can be forced to leave Dongying and lurk in China for ten years, wanting to find another way to participate in the Southeast Asian God of Food Competition.

But he miscalculated in the end. Unexpectedly, Chen Feng was born like a demon, which completely disappointed his hopes.

"This Nanyue God of Food is also very mysterious, my people found out, he seems to be the illegitimate son of Shen Guolong. Hong Qi continued to analyze.

Chen Feng was a little puzzled: "An illegitimate child is an illegitimate child, does this have anything to do with the God of Food Competition?"

"Of course it has a relationship, since ancient times, the master will keep a hand, as the craft of pressing the bottom of the box, until he dies, he will not teach his apprentices, but it is different for his son, Shen Guolong is the imperial chef of the former Qing Dynasty, I heard that his Manchu and Han Dynasty banquet is the most prestigious, and he is also one of the only remaining national chef masters, his son, tsk. In the past, it was the pride of the sky. Hong Qi couldn't help but sigh.

"Full Han banquet, more than 100 dishes, Agu Zhen's brain is convulsive. will burn. Chen Feng muttered, but also secretly noted in his heart what these players were good at.

Strategically despise the enemy and tactically value the enemy.

"There is an unwritten rule in the God of Food Contest that the more complex the dish is. The more variety, then there is an option for extra points, maybe the Manchu and Han banquets can really appear, Brother Chen. You have to be prepared. Hong Qi said.

After three days of intense preparation, the God of Food Contest finally started the lottery ceremony under the great anticipation, one-on-one, fair showdown. A round of tiebreakers, the winner advances, and the loser is eliminated.

As soon as Chen Feng appeared, the atmosphere on the field became tense.

They knew everything about everyone else, but they didn't know anything about Chen Feng. It made them all a little anxious.

"Is he Chen Feng? He is so young, I don't know what his strength is, such a mysterious double food god, it would not be good if he was drawn in the first round. A short man on the field whispered with his eyes squinted slightly.

He is none other than Jiro Oda. Behind him, a group of people wearing onmyoji robes spoke: "Xiao Tianjun, how can a Chen Feng be afraid, if you are worried. I can make a move so that Chen Feng can't see the sun tomorrow. ”

These people are conceited of force and extremely arrogant.

Oda Jiro's eyes narrowed slightly: "This is meaningless, without my order, you don't act rashly." I'm going to face Chen Feng in person and see how much he can do. ”

The other players were also talking and hostile to each other.

Before the draw began, the atmosphere on the field was tense.

The host originally wanted to humorously ridicule a few words, but when he saw that the atmosphere was wrong, he announced the start of the lottery after the curtain was announced.

Chen Feng was the last to come to the stage and drew the No. 1 lottery to fight against the Thai God of Food. Mo Qiuwen.

Mo Qiuwen's hand trembled when he got the sign: "How could it be him? The man who paralyzed the food scene in Chiang Mai, my luck is really bad." ”

"Chiang Mai is a small place, how can it be compared to Bangkok, Thu Wen. Seek stability. An old man behind Mo Qiuwen persuaded.

When Mo Qiuwen heard his words, his heart calmed down a little: "The teacher is right, I came to participate in the competition this time, and I am fearless." No matter who the opponent is, I'm going to give it my all. ”

"Yes, it's right to think so, and the teacher is very relieved. The old man nodded and smiled. Mo Qiuwen is his most proud student.

The imagination is very plump, the reality is very skinny, as soon as Chen Feng showed his cooking skills, he stunned the judges, as for Mo Qiuwen, he has long been forgotten.

The one-on-one final system, according to the strength of the players on both sides, these people are the best in each region, and there are many similar strengths, and the score fluctuates the most between 4-6 points.

In the first round of the game, those powerful players, such as Jiro Oda and Agu Zhenche, were all decent and didn't want to expose their hole cards too much. Both of them defeated the opposite side by more than 6 points, and they were very proud.

But they looked back and were dumbfounded when they saw the score confrontation leaderboard, the first place, Chen Feng, the Thai god of food, Mo Qiuwen 1.

Such a disparity in scores. It has undoubtedly become the center of attention.

"Chen Feng is too perverted, Mo Qiuwen will definitely not be in vain if he can become the god of food in Thailand, but he was led by Chen Feng by as much as 98 points, I really don't know how to say it. ”

"I'm afraid that one point is also a sympathy point. "Someone has the truth.

Mo Qiuwen was so angry that he was sent to the hospital for rescue.

Chen Feng fried egg fried rice, which was impeccable and conquered ten judges.

The rest of the contestants all listed Chen Feng as their number one enemy.

"This Chen Feng is a bit strong. Agu really licked his lips and stared at Chen Feng with a slightly defiant gaze.

"Chen Feng, I will definitely defeat you. "Jiro Oda is also full of fighting spirit.

Some people also questioned Chen Feng's cheating, this score is too nonsense.

The judges all said that the score was fair and reasonable, and that the score they gave was well thought out.

The second round of the draw began quickly, and all the remaining eight players took the stage.

Everyone prayed in their hearts not to draw Chen Feng.

But after all, there was bad luck, Agu really saw the draw, and the whole person was like a lightning strike.

"Chen Feng, ah, why is this the result. ”

The person standing behind him hurriedly reminded: "Agu Zhenche, I knew that you retained your strength in the last round, this time against Chen Feng, I hope you have no reservations, he is the best person I have ever seen who burns egg fried rice." ”

In the game just now, that person had been paying attention to Chen Feng, and when he smelled the fragrance, he was shocked, the smell was simply intoxicating, and he couldn't refuse.

Agu nodded heavily: "Senior brother, I will do my best, and I will definitely live up to my master's cultivation." ”

Hearing Agu's sincere words, the man nodded silently and continued to stand still as if the old monk was sitting still.