MTL - Kitchen Xiuzhen-Chapter 80 [80] Face-to-face battles! [1/3]

Noodle restaurant, the place where the noodle ancestor clan ancestor Li Ruohai cooked.

Originally, only the elders of the pasta ancestors and a few disciples could enter the courtyard, but now there are countless people around the courtyard.

The disciples of Pasta Zong also stood in the courtyard and looked at the two people on the field-Li Ruohai and Luo Xiu.

At this time Li Ruohai, the chest blood had stopped, and there was only one deep incision left.

The injury in the body was slowly recovered after swallowing the dishes of the light system ... but it will undoubtedly take several days to recover to his best condition.

"Based on the principle of fairness, you are well restored, we will start!"

Luo Xiu stood there and said to Li Ruohai.

Li Ruohai snorted, "No need, start now!"

This battle is about the life and death of Noodle Sect, so he has to stand by.

With the strength of Luo Xiu, he had to agree to his request, and this kitchen battle became significant.

But just then--

"Hahaha, Mianzu, Luo Treasurer, you kitchen war, why not tell us!"

Huh!

With a loud shout, Nie Xuankong in formal clothes, a few steps came directly to the front of the noodle restaurant.

Slap!

The body fell, and the innumerable onlookers suddenly exclaimed.

"Nie Dianzhu?"

"Nie Dianzhu from the Temple of Lizhou!"

"Why is he here?"

Countless people spontaneously gave way, and after Nie Xuankong, the tower master of the three towers of the three provinces, Yunji and Elder Ye Litian, the ancestors of the Sect of Extreme Food, and Mo Yingqiong and Elder Xu Fengxuan of the Spirit Vegetable Sect, They all followed behind them.

For a moment, everyone at the scene was afraid to come out.

It's so shocking!

Who would have thought that not only Nie Xuankong, who had left the temple in the state, but the men and horses of the other two cases also came.

"I answered the other day, you kitchen battle, I personally witnessed ... Why, Luo Tsang came to the pasta ancestor without telling my husband?"

Nie Xuankong looked at Luo Xiu, his eyes moved slightly.

He just heard what he reported.

"Face ancestor, his face is not so good!"

At this time, Ling Yingzong Mo Yingqiong also glanced at Li Ruohai, and there was a flash of shock in his eyes ... if it was not for the disciples to report, she did not know that such a major event had happened to the pasta.

The strength of this Nine-Floor shopkeeper is simply amazing.

People like Mianzu can eat like this, but you can imagine how fierce the recent grand occasion should be.

"Humph!"

Li Ruohai's brows were slightly wrinkled, and she glanced at her, she felt a little bit aggrieved.

He had never been so embarrassed before.

These two men, apparently, came to see the joke.

On the side, Luo Xiu didn't have much surprise. He looked at Nie Xuankong and said, "It's just a private matter between me and my ancestor.

"But Nie Dianzhu happened to be here. The elderly Mianzu suffered a minor injury and urgently needed some treatment, otherwise ... it would be unfair for me to confront him in this scene!"

"Oh?"

Nie Xuankong's eyes froze, looking at Li Ruohai, and sighing slightly.

How could he not know why Li Ruohai was injured?

Huh!

I did not see how complicated his movements were, a flash of rich light flashed instantly in the sky.

The light flickered like a shooting star, and suddenly wrapped the whole body of the face ancestor.

Light therapy-Holy bath light therapy!

At the same time, Nie Xuankong's body flickered, a white light surged in the palm of his hand, and a palm shot was taken towards Li Ruohai's severely injured part.

boom!

Li Ruohai did not have a trace of resistance, but the light on his chest could not help but flourish.

There was a touch of reverence on everyone's face. The temple and the holy chefs were so important that they had a lot to do with this light treatment.

"Thank the Lord!"

With a touch of gratitude, Li Ruohai's face became more rosy. In the end, the shocking wound on the chest was also wrapped in light, and the scars were quickly merged with the speed that can be discerned by the naked eye.

Luo Xiu really looked at him, and he felt a little eager for the spirit of the light system.

"It's just that the heaven and earth spirits of light and darkness are the most mysterious!"

"To be pure, you must be fulfilled!"

"The heavenly artifacts in Jiuzhong Building, that's all sky-high ..."

Tens of thousands or even millions of spirits, now Luo Xiu can't afford even a fraction.

Luo Xiu thought about it, but Li Ruohai's injury was completely healed by Nie Xuankong's treatment, and even his whole body felt better than just now.

It didn't even arrive for 10 minutes.

This is the sacredness of the light system, the power of the great sacred hand, a little wound healing, of course.

"You don't need to thank me. If you can, just leave me a while, just leave me a copy!"

Nie Xuankong smiled slightly, but his face ancestor could not agree.

"Well, Nianzu's injuries are recovering. This kitchen battle should be able to begin?"

Nie Xuankong looked at the two, and because of the restoration of strength, his face found the former domineering face: "The battle today is the grudge between my noodle ancestor and Jiuzhonglou!"

"If I win, I hope that the shopkeeper will leave Lizhou in accordance with the agreement just now!"

Li Ruohai's face was frightened, but she was still confident.

After all, the cooking of a dish has nothing to do with strength, but it depends on the ingredients and experience.

The noodle ancestors had such a foundation of pasta ancestors, and the noodles made by Luo Xiu were not in his eyes yet.

"It's good to say that if I win by chance ... the pasta sect will go up and down, you must obey me!"

Luo Xiu's words changed everyone present.

No one had thought that a arrogant remark by Luo Xiu at the time seemed to be coming true.

On the same day, the ancestor said that Luo Xiu had been given a chance to challenge him. No one had thought that for 30 years, Hedong and Hexi for 30 years, and now the plot turned sharply, and a major reversal came.

"Treasurer, is this ... I'm afraid it's wrong?"

Nie Xuankong looked at Luo Xiu, but Luo Xiu shook his head: "There is nothing wrong, when the face ancestor oppressed Jiuzhonglou, you should think of today's situation!"

"The winner is the king and the loser is the pirate. If I don't have the strength I have today, Jiuzhonglou ... I'm afraid it will be eaten by the pasta sect, right?"

Luo Xiu word by word, Nie Xuankong could not help but sigh.

Why didn't he know the truth that Rothschild said.

"Well, I won't talk until you win!"

Face ancestor gritted his teeth and yelled: "Give me the desk, today ... I'll show you, my old man's reputation for leaving the pastry skills!"

A group of pasta elders clamored with their enemies, and removed a huge solid wood table from the pasta.

Wow!

Everyone looked at their ancestors, and they all spontaneously formed a circle.

However, Nie Xuankong and others have already sat on the upper stage under the arrangement of Li Zhenghe and others to watch this kitchen battle for Lizhou, which can be called the peak matchup.

Whoever wins is the new ancestor of Lizhou.

Luo Xiu stood expressionless, standing there, but his eyes were full of calmness beyond this age.

A peak duel from the state of noodles officially kicked off ...