Mo Wenyu and others made such a big fuss at the God of Food restaurant, and soon attracted the shopkeeper of the God of Food restaurant. The shopkeeper of the God of Food restaurant was named Rong Ziang, a middle-aged man in his thirties. Although Rong Ziang did not know Yan Nantian, he knew Mo Wenyu, Tang Xiaoxiao and others, so after seeing this scene in the lobby, even if he was dissatisfied, it was not easy to get angry. At Mo Wenyu¡¯s request, Rong Ziang agreed to find a venue for the competition and let Yan Nantian and Mo Wenyu compete in the God of Cookery. Tang Xiaoxiao and others also followed as witnesses. The area of ??the God of Food is very large. Everyone came to the back of the restaurant. There was a large courtyard. There were various flowers and plants planted in the courtyard, with luxuriant branches and leaves. It was surrounded by pavilions, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water. Only there was a place in the middle. The spacious lawn is usually used to entertain guests and hold banquets, but today it was temporarily used as a competition ground. Tang Xiaoxiao deliberately lagged behind and walked to Yan Nantian's side, cupping his hands and saying: "Yan Lingchu, I knew that small pond in Wujiang Town couldn't accommodate you, a dragon crossing the river. You really came to Jiangcheng after all." Tang Gongzi Liao praised it." Yan Nantian cupped his hands and said. "Yan Lingchu, when you compete with Mo Wenyu later, you'd better be careful. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. It can be said that he has few opponents among his peers." Tang Xiaoxiao reminded. "I understand. Thank you Mr. Tang for reminding me." Yan Nantian nodded slightly. He didn't want to compete with Mo Wenyu, but at this time he was already riding a tiger and had no choice. "Mr. Tang, Brother Yan, I didn't expect you two to know each other?" At this moment. Wang Baobao walked up and asked with a smile. Yan Nantian turned around and found Wang Baobao and Wang Jia'er standing to his right. Yan Nantian nodded slightly to them and said, "Brother Wang, Miss Wang, I didn't expect to meet you here by chance." "Yan Lingchu, you really concealed it well. We have just met each other, but I didn't even know that you were Lingchu." Wang Jiaer snorted coldly and said. "Ms. Wang's words are wrong. I didn't mean to conceal my identity. Otherwise, I wouldn't have used Yanxiang Tang." Yan Nantian said. ¡°The reason why you brought out the Yanxiang Soup is so that we can seize Tianweihuan and deceive Tianweihuan¡¯s most precious oxtail away, isn¡¯t it?¡± Wang Jiaer said with some dissatisfaction. After hearing this sentence. Yan Nantian's face darkened. The corners of his mouth twitched and he said, "Miss Wang. If you think so, then it's better not to meet if we want to see each other. I have a clear conscience about Tianwei Jian." Yan Nantian can obtain Tianwei Jian's tail. It is not through deception, but according to the size of merit, the trophies chosen by the third place are not deceitful at all. "Brother Yan, please don't take it to heart when my little sister makes a mistake." After hearing Wang Jia'er's words, Wang Baobao's expression also changed, and he hurriedly saluted Yan Nantian solemnly, and then scolded the sister beside him, saying: "Jia'er Son, please don't be rude and apologize to Brother Yan quickly. " "I don't think I did anything wrong. It was you who hunted Tianweihuan, but the most precious oxtail of Tianweihuan was given to you by Yan Nantian. I'm leaving, that's not cheating, what is it!" Wang Jiaer said reluctantly. "I did not hunt Tianwei Jian alone. Brother Yan also helped me at that time. Without Brother Yan, I would not have been able to kill Tianwei Jian. Moreover, it was the first trophy I chose at that time. I had no choice. The most precious oxtail, you can only blame me for being short-sighted, what does it have to do with Brother Yan, and you are not allowed to mention this again, otherwise, don't let me take you out again," Wang Baobao scolded sternly. Seeing that Wang Baobao's face turned gloomy, Wang Jia'er felt even more angry, but she didn't dare to quarrel with Wang Baobao. Her small mouth was pouted high, as if it could hang a bottle of oil. "Thank you for your understanding, Brother Wang." Yan Nantian bowed his hand. He had just arrived in Jiangcheng and had already offended a young man who was guarding Jiangcheng. Naturally, he did not want to offend Baobao Wang again. "Brother Yan, you're so polite. It's the younger sister who should be the first to be rude." Wang Baobao returned the favor and said. During the conversation, everyone came to the middle of the courtyard. As the shopkeeper of the God of Cookery, Rong Ziang took the initiative to assume the role of referee. He nodded to Yan Nantian and Mo Wenyu and said: "Our God of God of Cookery is a restaurant, and it is the first one." It was used as a competition ground, but the two came here to cook the Tianxiang Arowana. They can be said to be our distinguished guests. I will make an exception today for these two distinguished guests. " "Thank you, shopkeeper Rong." Mo Wenyu nodded. gestured. "We have the shopkeeper Laorong." Yan Nantian also cupped his hands and said. "Enough chatter, let's start the martial arts competition now. Although I am not good at fighting, I am still a second-level cultivator. I believe I can still?Be able to be a qualified referee. "Rong Ziang smiled, and after speaking to the two of them, he retreated back into the crowd, leaving only Yan Nantian and Mo Wenyu standing in the middle of the courtyard. "Boy, even though you are a spiritual chef, I won't be merciful, but as long as you beg for mercy in time, I can still spare your life. "Mo Wenyu said with confidence. "Practitioner is a general term for people who have practiced spiritual power, and there are many professions under the subdivision. The two most popular professions are warriors and spiritual chefs. "Spiritual chefs are good at it." Cooking spiritual chef dishes, and warriors are good at fighting. It is not a fair thing for a spiritual chef to compete with a warrior, so everyone present is not optimistic about Yan Nantian. ¡°Master Mo, let¡¯s wait for this sentence. Let¡¯s talk about it after you beat me. "Yan Nantian snorted coldly and said without any sign of weakness. "Come on, Young Master, you are a born martial arts star and the future God of War of Tianyuan Continent. Kill this ignorant bumpkin and show him the majesty of our Mo family. Mo Wangcai stood not far away, waving flags and cheering, saying: "Master, you are the best, invincible and invincible." " Yan Nantian turned his head, took a look at Mo Wangcai, and sneered: "Master Mo, were all your previous rivals scared to death by this minion? " Hearing Mo Wangcai's shouting and Yan Nantian's taunting, everyone around him found it interesting and burst into bursts of laughter. Even Mo Wenyu's face turned red. "Yan Nantian, stop talking nonsense, let's see what happens to me. Teach you a lesson. "Mo Wenyu became angry with shame, jumped up, and attacked Yan Nantian who was standing aside, waving his palms as fast as lightning. "Well done. " Yan Nantian shouted loudly, with a solemn look on his face. This was the first time he fought openly with a monk of the same level. He was more nervous and excited. Yan Nantian circulated the spiritual power in his body and condensed it into The palm of his right hand condensed into a golden claw and swatted at Mo Wenyu who was coming to attack him. It was the Tianbo White Tiger martial arts that Yan Nantian was good at. As soon as the two people fought, Yan Nantian showed his trump card. Yan Nantian attached great importance to Mo Wenyu. Seeing the golden claws coming from the attack, Mo Wenyu was slightly surprised, but he quickly reacted and saw that his feet were glowing blue, and then he was stepping on strange feet. The pace became extremely fast, like a phantom, dodging Yan Nantian's golden claws. With a "bang", the golden claws hit the ground, causing gravel and flying sand. As the dust rose, Yan Nantian took a step back, his face looking a little pale. Using such a powerful martial skill as soon as he took action consumed a lot of spiritual power in his body. Mo Wenyu's opponent, but if you rely on this martial arts skill to defeat me, then you are totally wrong. " Mo Wenyu's voice sounded intermittently, making it impossible to judge the location from the sound, and he himself was like a phantom, wandering around Yan Nantian quickly, potentially facing Yan Nantian from any angle at any time. Nan Tian launched an attack. ¡°What kind of footwork is this? How can Mo Wenyu be so fast? "Looking at Mo Wenyu's unpredictable figure, Yan Nantian felt a lot of pressure. Under the opponent's high-speed movement, it was even difficult for him to judge the opponent's position. Suddenly, Mo Wenyu's body flashed with light again. , and then the blue figure flashed past and suddenly disappeared in front of Yan Nantian, making Yan Nantian feel a strong sense of crisis. "No, this is the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon, one of the eight steps of the Mo family. Invincible in close combat, Chef Yan Ling is probably going to lose. "Liu Ensheng, the son of Jiang City Lord Bo, who was watching the battle, shook his head slightly. Not only Liu Ensheng thought so, but Tang Xiaoxiao and Wang Baobao also had slightly changed expressions. The servants of the Mo family headed by Mo Wangcai were full of joy. It seems that I have already seen Mo Wenyu¡¯s victory. 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