The first is to satisfy the regret of the unsuccessful Haiqiraf, and the second is to see the various methods of different races, so as not to be said to be lonely and unheard of in the future, and lack of countermeasures.

The first round of the qualifying tournament was also placed in three large venues, and Yevre could only buy a front ticket at random, and in the expectant eyes of Haiqiraf, he walked into the arena that was enough to accommodate millions of people.

In order not to delay watching the game, Yevre prepared a lot of delicious food, all of which were yesterday's practice.

In the face of the waves of sound one after another, it is still the same speech, and various large-scale performances are becoming more and more popular.

The vigorous dance, the passionate light and shadow, and the characters with a lot of shapes are really the organizers of the hanging food.

Today's Xuan-level promotion tournament is all selected from the elites of 500,000 Xuan-rank, and the fighting can be described as extremely exciting.

More than 3,000 players with a rainbow of momentum, armed with a variety of skilled blades, often burst into talent as soon as they take the stage, using their own advantages to constantly attack their opponents.

Compared with the previous auditions, it can be said to be more fierce and hot.

The flickering of the sword light, the fluttering of the sword shadow, the body flying, the ground of the ring splashing, for the fame, for the dream, for the future, in the endless shouts and curses, no player dares to despise the opponent.

And this fist to the flesh, the stump and broken arm flew sideways, and the bloodstained fierce fight, although under the attention of the ground level judge, there was no death, but there were many players who were hit hard.

Millions of spectators watched the blood boiling, and the sky-high blood inflammation uncontrollably condensed over the arena, like a tragic and passionate flame, which made people shudder.

Yevre sensed it, this sky-high blood flame, it is about to catch up with the powerhouses of the peak realm of the Heavenly Order, it is terrifying!

Could it be that this is the power of the group, and I don't know if there are any strong people here in Kakamos City who can take advantage of this breath.

After all, Yevre looked around, and the audience present did not have many levels, basically a few small amounts of money in hand and a small number of levels.

As for the mortal-level cannon fodder, there are really not many of them, and they are basically brought in by acquaintances of the Xuan Rank.

Thinking about the ticket price, Jevre understands why there is no ordinary cannon fodder.

It is indeed true that the city of Kacamos is relatively peaceful, but cannon fodder is cannon fodder, and there is no way to get money in normal times, and most of them live on the outskirts of Kakamos City, and they are unwilling to enter the city to suffer.

Constantly perceiving the exciting games, I almost forgot to eat, and kept engrave some exquisite skills in the soul space.

By the end of the first round of the Xuanjie Qualifier Tournament, Yevre, who had learned more than 1,000 games, really benefited a lot.

Not to mention all kinds of tricky opportunity control, just some unique power operation methods have opened Yevre's mind.

Having observed a lot of knife techniques and body techniques, as long as Yevre integrates them, he can improve "Sixteen Lines with the Wind" and "Traceless Slash" to perfection, and even improve a few points on this basis.

As for all kinds of strange defensive techniques, Yevre really didn't care.

"Heaven and Earth Flood Furnace Chapter" is a heaven-level exercise, and the double defense improvement it brings is not comparable to these exercises that are far from each other.

The excited Haiqi Rav kept quietly verifying what he had learned, one moment depressed, the other happy, like a real martial arts idiot.

Even after the game ended and the audience ended one by one, he was still immersed in his own world, and the sloppy food that was pinched in one hand was simply a violent thing.

If it hadn't been for Yevre's forced awakening and then dispersed with the crowd, it wouldn't have been unusual for this guy to stand until tomorrow.

With the three of them on their faces full of excitement, Yevre hurried to the food market to buy some vegetables, and then rushed back to Mariluna's mansion to practice her cooking skills.

Tomorrow is a competition between eight-star chefs, and I don't know what kind of surprises I can bring to myself, so it's worth looking forward to.

The men gathered together to appreciate Jevre's workmanship, and when they were satisfied, they went back to their respective homes.

I kept visualizing the Psychic Sacred Tree, but progress was still slow.

After cleaning up properly, the radiant Yevre rushed to the game site with Mary Luna, who was also full of anticipation.

There are not many eight-star chefs, and there are only more than 2,000 contestants in total.

According to Marie Luna, there have been no new eight-star chefs in the city in recent years, and this time, more than 2,000 people participated, which is already the largest in 50 years.

Among them, nearly 608 star chefs come from the rest of the cities in the Chaos Territory, but they come with the idea of bullying the chefs of this city.

Even the halfling and the second-ranked Naga, who ranked first among the nine-star chefs, came to smash the scene.

In this regard, Yevre, who was worried that winning the championship would cause dissatisfaction among some forces in the city, can be regarded as confident.

Struggles are everywhere, and if he really wins the championship and earns glory for Kacamos City, he will surely have an easier life in the future.

It is still the same giant training ground that can accommodate nine million people, and many eight-star chefs will be eliminated today, leaving only five hundred players to advance.

Then five hundred into one hundred and twenty-eight, one hundred and twenty-eight into sixty-four..... Four into two, until the final championship battle.

And Jevre's own game, the next one is three hundred into one hundred and twenty-eight.

There are a lot of ground level powerhouses present today, and if you hastily estimate it, I am afraid that it will not be less than 500,000, and even the top of the ground steps will find that nearly 10,000 have come, which can be described as a nest dispatch.

The three leaders of the "Brilliant" organization to which Mariluna belonged were also dispatched, and they were sitting not far from Jevre.

The three leaders of the pinnacle realm of the earth level also beckoned Yevre over, and after talking enthusiastically for a while, they praised and promised before they let Yevre go.

Yevre looked at the dozens of seven-star judges on the judging table from afar, and then paid attention to the more than twenty Heaven Rank powerhouses, and there was an incomprehensible Heaven Rank Peak Realm.

Yevre didn't dare to be presumptuous, withdrew the mental power that was trying to move, and then listened to the same speech while considering the promises of the three elven leaders.

Due to the large number of ground level powerhouses, the more than eight million remaining powerful spectators present did not shout or curse at will, but just quietly waited for the start of the eight-star elimination round.

To be honest, due to the restrictions on the strength level and the price of the eight-star dishes, the vast majority of Xuan-level audiences have not tasted the eight-star dishes in person.

I can only get past it at the triennial food competition.

Tickets are expensive, but they're still not as rare as eight-star dishes.

More than 2,000 contestants were divided into three rounds of competition, that is, three dishes per person, but there were so many ingredients on the scene.

More than 2,000 ground-level meats, 200 ground-level vegetables, and 1,000 spices of various grades made the dazzling Yevre look hot.

More than 700 eight-star chefs with monstrous momentum and different expressions, each of them was a powerhouse of the ground level, and the momentum kept stimulating and colliding, and a tornado was rolled up in the center of the arena.

"When the game begins, please don't fight fearlessly. ”

The Heavenly Rank Peak Realm Demon, who was sitting behind the judges' seat, extinguished the formed tornado with a slight wave of his hand.

More than 700 contestants, their bodies swaying rapidly, with a poignant sonic boom, quickly selected their favorite ingredients.

Yevre didn't dare to use the identification technique on the spot, but carefully observed the color and freshness, and found that he was indeed a master.

Almost all of the ingredients with slightly lower quality are discarded, and what is left is basically the essence.

With the sound of various rhythmic beats on the stove with ten holes, the eight-star chef is easily processing the ingredients according to his own methods.

Looking at the various treatments that are as gorgeous as a phoenix, as vigorous as a flying dragon, or as unpretentious, Yevre's eyes widened, and he did his best to absorb the nutrients.

Whether it is the unique treatment of moisture and impurities in the ingredients, or the dreamlike processing of the ingredients into satisfactory shapes, or the precise control of the heat, the compound combination of seasonings, Yevre has gained a lot of knowledge.

Although the cooking techniques are different, there are some things in common, that is, skillful techniques, the attitude of excellence, the control of details, the cooperation of talents and the combination of techniques.

A whole new world appeared in front of me.

In terms of color and fragrance alone, there is still a gap between Yevre and a leading player.

Everything is a bonus to the bloodline talent.

Looking at the phantom that condensed into substance, Yevre suddenly seemed to trace back to the source, entering the illusion of food life, and almost couldn't extricate himself.

Could it be that my original guess was correct, one of the biggest features of eight-star dishes is to trace back to the source?

The scene of the competition was shrouded by all kinds of phantoms, which was simply strange, and the demons danced wildly.

The more than 8 million spectators who had already fallen into the environment were immersed in illusion with smiles on their faces, swimming in different scenes, sighing from time to time, and then still being lost.

However, the 500,000 earth-level powerhouses are still clear, but they are just staring at the more and more fragrant dishes with drooling, ready to move.

Thanks to his mental strength, Yevre did not fall into it for long, and soon enjoyed going in and out of various illusions, exploring the mysteries of the local indigenous chef.

The stomach was getting more and more hungry, so he quickly ate a few bites to suppress the shock, and then Yevre continued to swim in the rare eight-star cooking.

After that, there was a friendly seven-star chef competition, but unfortunately the strength did not reach the level, and it was not allowed to watch it at all, even if it cost a lot of money.

A seven-star chef with the same heaven-level strength, just because of the coercion during the competition, it is not something that low-level creatures can resist.

Yevre's mental strength can bear it, but maybe he will expose his hole cards for this?

A good look at the selfless performance of more than 2,000 eight-star chefs on the same stage is enough for Yevre to study for a year and a half.

Almost two hours after the competition began, eight-star dishes were sent to the judges' seats one after another.

Looking at the lifelike, almost condensed phantom, looking at the unique shape, the unusually attractive fragrance, Yevre forcibly controlled his appetite.

Jevre didn't care about any player's scores, because in terms of color and smell, they were all a few points better than him.

The eight-star dishes made by Yevre before are either made with the help of superior ingredients, or they are made by integrating too much blood and flavor, and in terms of cooking skills alone, they are all worth learning.

Yevre's Lord of Eaters bloodline, when he entered the arena before, had trembled violently a few times, and then was strongly suppressed by the Crimson Codex.

But Yevre still quietly found the three culprits who made the blood tremble, and they were the three master chefs of the pinnacle realm.

But Yevre, who has always been a little worried, seems to have only sensed all this unilaterally, and has not noticed Yevre's existence at all.

It's weird!

It's a pity that at the moment of many strong people, Yevre does not dare to be presumptuous, otherwise he will definitely be beaten to pieces.

Pressing the doubts in his heart, Yevre was reluctant to give up such a rare opportunity to observe, so he studied silently.

All kinds of surprising and inexplicable, eye-opening eight-star dishes are out of the pot one by one, and then there are no particularly exciting programs during the break, just some ordinary hot dances, for Yevre, who has been trained in literary films for a long time, he is tired.

It's boring to paint cats and tigers every day.

After the first round, the remaining two rounds of eight-star players also performed on the same stage, so that Yevre, who has been working tirelessly and absorbing nutrients like a sponge, stepped into the palace of eight-star chefs little by little, instead of the previous mistake.