When a blood moon and a dark sun rise in the field, when a lush emerald giant tree covers the sky and the sun, and when a group of fierce monsters and beasts rush, Jevre is really shocked.

Isn’t it just cooking a dish? Should it be so scary? Look at the audiences in the Xuan-level are a little shivering.

"It turns out that the visitors are not good! These three eight-star senior chefs are probably about to touch the edge of the seven-star."

"That's true. This time, I'm afraid there are only two top eight-star chefs who can compete, otherwise the rest will be embarrassed."

"Hey, who made Kakamos City have not had any genius eight-star chefs in the past century? If those genius chefs had not advanced to the seven-star chefs, how could they dare to make a fuss?"

"So, genius is not a good thing, especially when the young and old people don't meet, there is no pillar at all."

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It is probably because Mari Luna's previous level was not enough, and there was not much gossip among the eight-star chefs. Jevre only knew the outline from the whispers of the peak-level earth-level powerhouses.

It turns out that there are people in the world, there is a world of martial arts.

The world is bustling and everyone is for profit. I don’t know if there is any expert who can protect the face of Kakamos City.

The blood moon, the dark sun, the giant trees, thousands of beasts, and the stormy waves that only rose in the last round are probably the signature dishes of the five top eight-star chefs, which makes Jevre unbelievable.

Even if the knockout match between the eight-star chefs is over and the promotion list is announced, Jevre is still in a state of dismay.

Even Mary Luna brought her to the white unicorn and returned to the mansion at a speed, Jevre was still a little confused.

Skill is almost like Tao.

The mind was shocked, and a vague window opened to Jevre.

Like a beacon in the dark night, or like the standard answer in the exam, Jevre groped little by little, and then suddenly laughed wildly.

"I understand, so that's it, so that's it..."

Mariluna did not interrupt Jevre, but let him fall into meditation again.

Eight-star chefs not only need to improve the absorption rate of ground-level ingredients, but also need to integrate their own unique means into the shadow of tracing the origin and stimulating the characteristics of ingredients to the greatest extent.

This unique method can be talent, or its own blood, or even magic or mental power.

The five strange things before were the fusion of blood, talent and mental power, which was already half a step into the doorbar of the seven-star chef.

Yevre, who has the bloodline of the master of food, is unique, but he has no systematic guidance, but he is just a short shot.

If you choose to integrate your mental power, Jevre will probably become a dignified eight-star chef in just a few days.

If you choose the bloodline talent with the greatest potential and the blood energy is inferior, you have to wait until you advance to the Earth level.

Should I choose the present or the future?

Jevre did not hesitate at all, of course he was the head of the phoenix.

If you want to stand at the top of the chef, how can you short-sighted and merely mentally be surpassed by the bloodline of the Lord of Food sooner or later?

When it comes to the Transcendence period where the mystery is studied, it is not enough to be the spiritual power of the heavenly level, let alone the more mysterious domain period.

Jevre found the correct path, and there are countless dishes flowing in the soul space.

Thousands of nine-star dishes have been sublimated, and a large number of eight-star dishes have been shuttled back and forth, refining, like a mouse entering the Mizukura. Jevre was intoxicated by it for a long time.

During the extreme competition the next day, Jevre did not go to watch it again, and even Mariluna did not go to work. Instead, she kept beside the unmoved forest elves, quietly feeling a strange aura.

It was not until ten o'clock the next night that Jevre, who had been in meditation for more than thirty hours, that he suddenly opened his bright green eyes.

With a grateful smile at Mariluna who had been stationed by her, Jevre couldn't wait to pick up a piece of Xuan-level peak food and make salt-fried meat in a flowing way.

That's right, it's just ordinary salt-fried meat.

As the oil burst out, a strange fragrance that was much richer than usual spread rapidly.

A lifelike illusion shadow floated over the salted meat and never dissipated for a long time.

When the salt and meat were fried, Jefre couldn't wait to identify it.

Salt fried meat: Eight-star dishes with 21 flavors, 22 flavors, 22 Xuan-level peak realm ingredients as the main ingredients

This time, Yevre only incorporated a small amount of bloodline aura, but made the ingredients at the peak of the Xuan level into eight-star dishes with low scores, which was simply a qualitative leap.

In order to verify the idea in my mind, Jevre took out the few pounds of heavy-level middle-level meat left, and then made salt fried meat again.

With the same skillful techniques, the same stir-frying process, and the same bloody breath, Jevre finally gained different results.

Salt fried meat: Eight-star dishes with 24 flavors and 25 flavors

The main ingredients are the ingredient of the 25th level of the taste

Nodding with satisfaction, Jevrejiu brought two dishes of salt to the stunned Mariluna.

"Sister, try it, this is what I got from watching the eight-star competition this time."

"Yeah, OK, OK!"

Mariluna raised her knife and fork in disbelief, and a shiver-slightly shivered fork a piece of red color, which was visible, and the phantom-floating salt-fried meat was gently sent into her mouth.

As soon as the tip of his tongue touched the salty and fragrant crispy meat slices, Mari Luna was still feeling the rest of the taste carefully, and then fell into a illusion.

On the green grassland, the breeze was coming, and the blooming flowers were shaking and shaking, with the fragrance of flowers, drifting all the way to the sparse valley. A strong magic pig was looking for the rhizomes of the plant. He just smiled and found a favorite food, and then a long knife fell from the sky.

Mari Luna was black in front of her, her flaming red lips were already open, and she couldn't close her mouth at all, and even her words could not stop trembling.

"Yevre, have you really advanced to the eight-star chef? Are you still in the middle level of the Xuan-level, how is this possible?"

"Of course, there is no advancement, but I have found the door to the eight-star chef. As long as my strength keeps up and my blood and energy are slightly integrated into the dishes, this door will no longer be able to stop me."

Jevre thought for a moment, reorganized the language, and then carefully informed the Dark Elf.

"Sister Mariluna, I hope you keep this secret and don't tell anyone, even Elder Kalifuya. Everything will be said when I advance to the Earth."

"The gate? No problem, my sister promises not to spread the word, but can you give me some advice when you have time to avoid taking detours?"

Upon hearing this, Mariluna was stunned, then she looked ecstatic and walked to Jevre in a coquettish tone, shaking Jevre's leather armor with extreme temptation.

"Sister, don't be like this! Take your time, don't worry, wait until I'm stable and secure, and then teach me slowly."

Jevre shivered all over, and then he couldn't help but push Mariluna away a little, but still agreed to the other party's request.

Mariluna, who was so savvy, had her eyes lit up, like a flowing water crystal, gently massaged Jevre's shoulders, and said nothing more, and fell into quiet silence.

How could Mari Luna tell all this to the "Glorious" senior management? No matter how many rewards are, it is not as good as a genius who is a steady and advanced eight-star chef.

As long as the relationship is well established, all difficulties will no longer be obstacles.

If Jevre was lucky enough to advance to the Seven Stars and Six Stars Master that day, as his close companion, there would be great benefits.

Just as Mariluna was so attentive to show off, Jevre retweeted what he had gained, and the excitement in his heart could not be expressed in words.

Not only did we find the correct way to advance, we could greatly save bloodline breath under the same effect, but we also increased the so-called Xuan-level food absorption rate to 99%, almost reaching the legendary realm.

If you used to make nine-star dishes with the same effect, you needed three points of blood to breathe, now you only need one point.

Even eight-star dishes can save nearly half of their breath consumption.

Jevre silently hid all this in his heart and no longer planned to tell anyone.

If it weren't for the extra cover, Jevre would have been determined to silence Mariluna.

In the ambiguous atmosphere, it was the morning of the next day. Jevre, who was full of confidence, washed up carefully and planned to go out.

You can't do it without going out. Today, you will participate in the qualifying competition of 300 to 128. You can't give up the rewards you are about to get.

After dressing up carefully for a long time, the dark elf wearing the top-grade Xuan-level armor looked around and sent Jevre to the white unicorn with a cautious look on his face.

"Sister Mariluna, why are you so nervous? It's okay!"

"Just in case, my sister is at the peak of the Xuan level, and she is only half a step away from the initial level of the Earth level. Once there is danger, she can still protect you."

Mariluna smiled sweetly, and then continued to stare at around her nervously, always feeling that Jevre would be in danger at any time.

"Uh? Let it go!"

Seeing that the dark elves who were a little bit obsessed with the imagination of being unable to persuade him, Jevre had to give up.

As he rushed to the competition field at a rapid speed, he saw a tall and big tauren at one of the crowded entrances. After a few warm greetings, Jevre followed the contestants' passage, confidently walked into the contestants' rest area.

Jevre arrived late today, and almost all the 300 players arrived at the competition site.

The half-length man, who was silent and full of calm face, was full of disdain. From time to time, he would play with Naga, who was still talking big, and Max, who was still talking big, was no longer taken seriously by Jevre.

If there was only a 60% chance of winning the championship before, then Jevre is 100% sure now.

Yesterday's strong rival has become yesterday's yellow flower.

I just don’t know if I suddenly pulled the foreign chef into the water, and the organizers of the competition and the city hall will give me more extra rewards. Jevre is still looking forward to this.

Thinking of this, Jevre continued to hide his weaknesses, steadily improve, and then stabbed him hard at the critical moment.

Say hello to the lucky Kakamochi, and then chatted with the familiar Max for a few words. Jevret put his black chef's uniforms, wiped the still bright badges, and waited for the game to come.

In less than half an hour, the judges and organizers who arrived on time kicked off the second round of promotion in their sleepy speech.

It is probably for the sake of the program effect that the three hundred contestants were divided into three rounds and then randomly drawn lots.

Jevre was lucky enough to draw the third round, and he was divided into a group with the chattering slutty Max, the silent half-ling.

However, no matter which game it is, there is no threat to Jevre today, and it just takes all the new dishes that the opponent wants to show today into his own dishes.

With my current level, there are more than 800 eight-star dishes.

One hundred nine-star chefs were in place, a wide range of ingredients were in place, and various auxiliary ingredients were in place. As the bell of the competition rang, he was fully focused and he fell into a busy life.

The nine-star dishes that were once amazing, gorgeous and magnificent, were clearly seen by Jevre from the ingredients to the control of the heat.

While observing openly, he kept secretly simulating and improving.

When the two hundred contestants completed their entries and returned to rest, Jevre completed the improvement almost simultaneously.

Each dish has at least three advanced routes. If you compare it with the original owner, someone will probably collapse.
Chapter completed!