God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

After the Daoyi Immortal Sect's group arrived at the scene in a grand manner, the scene seemed a little awkward for a moment.

Under Zhao Baiyun's enthusiastic introduction, Wu Shou stepped forward to greet the leader of the Xianjian Sect and exchanged courtesies.

However, the other people from Daoyi Sect seemed to be frozen in place, standing straight and ignoring the people around them.

The reason for this situation is that everyone feels that they are too ashamed to face others at this moment.

Just now, the expressions of contempt, ridicule, or gloating on the faces of everyone present had already been seen by Wu Shou and others.

This made them feel like a bunch of clowns, making a fool of themselves in public and almost losing face.

Returning to his seat, Wu Shou was so angry that he clenched his teeth and his cheeks puffed up.

He was secretly annoyed in his heart, thinking that he had lost all his face today. Ye Changqing, who was standing by, noticed Wu Shou's mood change and hurried over to comfort him softly.

"Grand Elder, please don't take it personally. We don't need to bother with those guys. As the saying goes, the four sects' sword fight ultimately depends on real strength. As long as we can show our skills in the competition and beat our opponents, who will dare to look down on us?"

After hearing what Ye Changqing said, Wu Shou's expression eased a little. He nodded slightly in agreement.

Then, he turned around, stared at the ten disciples who were about to participate in the sword fight with a sharp gaze, and spoke in a deep voice with a serious expression.

"When you go on stage later, you must be fully alert and perform well. If you can win this competition, the sect will certainly not treat you unfairly."

As soon as Wu Shou finished speaking, the eyes of the ten disciples lit up instantly, and they rubbed their hands, eager to give it a try.

At this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly said something.

"Great Elder, what is the reward?"

This question was like a stone that caused a thousand ripples, attracting others to echo and ask about the specific content of the reward.

Seeing his disciples so enthusiastic, Wu Shou couldn't help but feel a little relieved, but before he could answer, Ye Changqing on the side took the lead and said with a smile.

"Hehe, this time's reward... is to let you eat and drink as much as you want. Eat as much as you want. It's enough."

As soon as Ye Changqing said this, the ten disciples who were originally a little nervous suddenly became excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

For these young and energetic disciples, having the opportunity to eat a big meal is simply one of the happiest things in the world.

So, they all patted their chests and assured Wu Shou that they would try their best to win the victory.

The ten disciples were seen rubbing their hands, eager to try, their faces flushed, as if they were injected with endless power and passion, and were extremely excited.

When Ye Changqing saw this scene, a relieved and satisfied smile appeared on his face, and he nodded slightly to show his approval of their condition.

Wu Shou's originally tense expression relaxed a little.

At this time, after the leader of Xianjian Sect delivered a brief and powerful speech, warm applause broke out from the audience.

Immediately afterwards, the much-anticipated Four Sects Sword Contest officially kicked off. One must know that all the people who were invited to watch the competition came here to witness these young disciples display their true strength.

People don’t have the patience to listen to long-winded sermons and just want to enjoy the exciting competition as quickly as possible.

Coincidentally, the first match of the opening match was held by the disciples of Daoyi Immortal Sect.

The opponent he faced happened to be a disciple of the Xianjian Sect.

This arrangement instantly pushed the atmosphere of the whole venue to a climax, and the audience cheered.

A few days ago, what Senior Brother Tang and his fellow disciples did in Xianjian Sect caused quite a stir and really angered many Xianjian Sect disciples.

Although he was unable to explode on the spot due to various reasons, he had already secretly made a note of this in his heart.

At this moment, they finally had a chance to teach the other party a lesson in a fair and open manner. How could the disciples of Xianjian Sect not feel excited?

After stepping onto the stage, the disciple from Xianjian Sect had a sharp gaze with a hint of coldness in his eyes. He stared coldly at the disciple from Daoyi Xianzong opposite him and said with gritted teeth.

"Very good. I have long been looking forward to fighting with the people of your Daoyi Immortal Sect. Today I will seek justice for Da Huang of my sect."

However, after hearing this, the disciples of Daoyi Xianzong did not respond, but just stood there with a gloomy face.

For a moment, the disciple of Daoyi Immortal Sect didn't know how to respond. After all, he was the one who was in the wrong.

In this situation, words seem pale and powerless. Since it is impossible to refute with words, the only way to determine the winner is through hands.

With a solemn expression, he slowly offered up the mysterious and powerful magic weapon. The magic weapon, flashing with dazzling light, circled and danced in the air, emitting a heart-pounding aura.

At this time, the disciple of Daoyi Xianzong turned his gaze to the elder of Xianjianmen who was acting as the referee.

At the moment their eyes met, as if conveying some kind of tacit understanding, the next second, the elder announced loudly,

"The competition officially begins."

Before he finished speaking, the disciple of Daoyi Xianzong launched an attack without hesitation, rushing towards his opponent as fast as a ghost.

On the ring, the situation suddenly became tense and the two men started an extremely fierce confrontation.

However, just after the fight, the disciple of Xianjianmen clearly felt a huge pressure coming towards him. The opponent's attack was like a storm, making him overwhelmed.

After just one encounter, the disciple from Xianjian Sect was at a disadvantage and was completely suppressed by the opponent's momentum.

From the beginning of the game, the battle became one-sided.

The disciples of Xianjian Sect could only defend with all their might. Every move seemed extremely strenuous, and they struggled hard to not be defeated.

But any discerning person can see that if this situation continues, the outcome will be decided.

When the people watching the game in the stands saw this scene, they all started whispering to each other.

Many of the respected and experienced older generation warriors couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"This disciple of Daoyixian Sect, regardless of his character, is indeed impeccable in terms of his strength. He is truly amazing."

Only the disciples of Xianjian Sect had ugly expressions. After all, they lost the first battle, and the defeat was so ugly that it was really embarrassing.

The most important thing is that it doesn't matter who we lose to, but we have to lose to Daoyi Xianzong. They did that to Da Huang in Xianjian Sect a few days ago, and now......................