Chapter 152: Chef Yue Fei

"Boom!" An earth-shattering sound came from the martial platform, and then the audience saw that the bluestone floor tiles on the martial platform seemed to be slowly sinking, and countless dust rose up from the sky, blocking their vision.

"What's going on? Why so much dust? ”

"That's right, we can't see anything, what's going on on stage? Can this Yanwu win? ”

"I estimate that although Yanwu is also very powerful, this young emperor is so powerful that I can't even raise the slightest thought of resisting."

"Yes, how did this young emperor cultivate? Next year's age is not much different from us, why is it so powerful? ”

Unable to see the situation on stage, countless people began to speculate on themselves. At this time, a burst of fire suddenly appeared on the stage, and the Holy Flame in Yan Wu's body had been exhausted, and the second-level fire martial energy replaced the Holy Flame and covered Yan Wu's body.

"You've lost." The Divine Fire Holy Spear in Yan Wu's hand pointed obliquely at the young emperor lying on the ground, only to see that the young emperor's clothes were torn, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment, and there seemed to be no intact place on his body, and even the original flowing hair was burned off most of it at this moment.

"I actually lost......" The young emperor fell to the ground, staring at the sky with blank eyes, the bluestone floor he was lying on at this moment had been burned three layers by Yanwu's Holy Yan, and the height had dropped by about half compared to before.

In this way, the entire Wutai was almost completely destroyed by the two.

"Haven't you ever lost?" Yan Wu shook his head, thinking back to his past, whether in the previous life or this life, it seemed that he had spent his childhood bullied by others.

"I have never been defeated, no peer has ever been my opponent, as soon as I draw my sword, they will be directly defeated......" The young emperor muttered to himself, his voice inaudible.

"But now you're defeated, and you're defeated very completely, and your eyes are ...... It's too narrow......" Yan Wu put away his gun and stood, took one last look at the young emperor who fell to the ground, slowly turned around and jumped off the martial platform, and walked in the direction where Concubine Qin Yue was.

"Completely defeated......" The young emperor's eyes turned gray, and the will of the martial arts seemed to be shattered. Sima Xing rushed to the martial platform with a panicked expression, looking at the young emperor who fell to the ground in horror.

On the first day of this Gu Zhen Continent, the most favored son of the Heavenly Emperor, he was actually shattered in the Holy Martial Continent, and if the Heavenly Emperor blamed him, he Sima Xing would definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

So at this moment, Sima Xing even had the heart to die, but it was too late to say anything now, and he could hurriedly pick up the young emperor and say goodbye to Cai Wenhan.

Cai Wenhan watched the two leave in a hurry with a calm expression, feeling both proud and a little melancholy. Yan Wu's path is too high-profile, so his name will definitely spread throughout the three continents, and there will be countless challengers from all over the world coming to challenge in the future, which may also be a huge trouble for Yan Wu.

"I won." At this moment, Yan Wu didn't think about it so much, and saw him standing in front of Concubine Qin Yue, his face full of smiles, but there was a trace of tiredness in his eyes.

"Let's go back, I'll cook for you this time." A smile appeared in Concubine Qin Yue's eyes, she boldly stepped forward, and under the attention of many academies, she took Yan Wu's hand and walked back to her dormitory.

"Bang!" As soon as he closed the door of the dormitory, Yan Wu fell on the sofa in the living room, at this moment he was weak, and even his spirit was a little tired, obviously he was a little overconsumed in the first battle of the young emperor.

"I'm tired." A trace of distress flashed in Concubine Qin Yue's eyes, and she carefully brewed a cup of Nine Purple Phantom Luo Flower Tea for her and handed it to Yan Wu.

Yan Wu took the teacup and took a sip, and a fragrance flowed down his lips to the bottom of his heart.

Gently breathing a sigh of relief, the tiredness in his body seemed to be relieved a little, Yan Wu suddenly remembered what it was, and looked at Concubine Qin Yue in surprise, "You just said that you came to cook?" ”

"yes." Concubine Qin Yue looked at Yan Wu with such an expression on her face.

"This ......" Yan Wu showed a hint of hesitation, "Are you sure you can." ”

"What? Don't believe me? Concubine Qin Yue crossed her mouth and waved her fist at Yan Wu, "You can sit and rest today, and then it's up to me." ”

With that, Concubine Qin Yue walked into the kitchen and began to tinkle.

Yan Wu looked at her amusedly, then relaxed and lay on the sofa, staring at the ceiling and recalling the earth-shattering battle just now.

This competition against Yanwu is really a lot of benefits, although the young emperor is arrogant, but his own strength is indeed very strong, even if Yanwu only occupies a slight advantage in the end to defeat it, otherwise if the young emperor is relieved, then it is really uncertain who will die.

After a long time, Yan Wu shrugged his nose and suddenly asked an inexplicable fragrance from the kitchen.

"What are you doing? It smells so good. Yan Wu shouted tiredly at the top of his voice.

"Purple bean chicken soup, I learned it from my friend, and it is said to be very replenishing." Concubine Qin Yue responded, Purple Bean Chicken Soup is not purple bean and chicken soup, but a thick soup made from a demonic beast called Purple Bean Chicken.

This kind of purple bean chicken is a kind of monster that is not low in rank, its meat is tender, and it is easy to cook, and it is a high-quality ingredient that sells very well. However, the purple bean chicken is very fast and can fly at a rapid speed for a short time, so it is very difficult to catch, and it is also a valuable thing on the market.

So this time, in order to make up for Yan Wu's body, Concubine Qin Yue really made a bloody investment.

"The soup is almost ready, you wait." Concubine Qin Yue took out a piece of fire-based magic crystal and put it in the soup pot, continuing to strengthen the scorching flame.

The fragrance of purple bean chicken soup was permeated, almost hooking out Yan Wu's gluttony, Yan Wu propped himself up and got up from the sofa, and walked to the kitchen step by step, he really couldn't stand it and wanted to see it.

Walking into the kitchen, Concubine Qin Yue was busy adding all kinds of soup ingredients, and then she had to finely control the heat.

Yan Wu looked at Concubine Qin Yue from the door, as if he saw a wife who was busy with dinner for her husband. Yan Wu's eyes were a little moist, and he thought to himself that he was He De and how could he be, with Lu Liya and Qin Yuefei, two women who were envious of others.

At that moment, Yan Wu couldn't help but walk over, slowly hugged Concubine Qin Yue from behind, and then leaned his face on Concubine Qin Yue's head.

"What's wrong?" Concubine Qin Yue felt the warm body temperature coming from behind her, and asked with a red face.

"It's nothing, I just feel a little tired, I want to hug you quietly for a while, you're busy." Yan Wu gently hugged Concubine Qin Yue, and Concubine Qin Yue blushed and continued to be busy with this pot of purple bean chicken soup.

A few minutes later, this fragrance seemed to have reached a peak, and Concubine Qin Yue quickly released the power of ice to extinguish the flame under the pot, "It seems that you can eat it, Ah Wu, come and taste it." ”

Concubine Qin Yue picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful for Yan Wu, then turned around and sent it to Yan Wu's mouth.