City: I, the God of Cooking!

"Who are you?" Zarobah was like a black panther in the jungle, staring at the visitor proudly, "I advise you not to trouble us, otherwise I will send you to see God."

The black-robed man showed contempt and disdain, and Catherine, who was in the middle of the line, took off her hood, revealing a bewitching face.

The corners of the scarlet mouth curled up slightly, like a blood-stained rose, with a touch of blood in its beauty.

When Zaroba and Log saw her appearance, they gasped, thinking that they had encountered a lonely ghost on the island, or that it was a product of hybridization between the aborigines and local wild animals on the island.

Catherine glanced at the weapons in their hands, and said with a snort, "Just with those two shit?"

Log told Zaroba not to act rashly, but he stepped forward and asked, "Hey, what's your name? Which region is the challenger from? Why haven't I seen you before?"

As he spoke, Logue brushed back the golden hair on his forehead to expose his handsome cheeks as much as possible, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Catherine licked her lips and said charmingly: "Little white face, your heart must be delicious."

As soon as the words fell, Logue felt a chill, like the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, blowing head-on.

The sharp and curved nails shot out from Catherine's ten fingers, reflecting a faint cold light in the moonlit night.

Catherine's shot was so fast that even Zarobal didn't have time to react.

He has practiced in the underground boxing arena for so many years, and he has never seen such a fast movement, and it is not an exaggeration to call it as fast as lightning.

Seeing that Logue was about to be pierced through the throat by Catherine's nails.

Aisi in the commentary room screamed and covered her eyes, unable to bear to see the bloody scene that followed.

Just when everyone thought that Logue was dead, even he himself thought so.

His body, with his stomach as the center, suddenly burst out with a majestic force, pouring into his limbs and bones like a torrent of river water.

Immediately afterwards, a phantom of a giant crocodile appeared behind Logue, it was five meters high, and it roared to the sky, shaking people's eardrums almost to rupture.

Catherine's heart skipped a beat, and her movements paused for a moment.

At this moment, Logue's golden vertical pupils stared at Catherine's weakness, and he suddenly drew his sword and stabbed out.

The rapier pierced through the air, like a needle point piercing rice paper, and pierced Catherine's left shoulder.

Catherine felt the pain, her expression changed, and she hurriedly retreated.

Logue didn't dare to take advantage of the victory to pursue, and could only watch helplessly as the opportunity slipped away.

In the live broadcast room, in the conference hall, and the challengers who were rushing over here, they all showed expressions of disbelief when they saw this scene.

"Did you see that a phantom of a giant crocodile just appeared behind Logue!"

"Of course I saw it, it's like a god!"

"As expected of my male god, that sword is really handsome!"

The elders in the conference hall were also discussing.

"This is not the strength that Logue should have."

"Could it be a hallucination just now?"

Feng Lingkong pondered for a moment, and said, "Does any of you remember the crocodile feast that Meng Zhan made?"

The elders showed puzzled expressions, and after thinking about it, they took a deep breath.

"Could it be that Logue's burst of strength has something to do with the crocodile feast?"

"It is very possible that the phantom of the giant crocodile is very similar to the crocodiles that Meng Zhan hunted!"

"Isn't this too outrageous? The meals made by Meng Zhan really have such effects?"

"Hmph, what's outrageous? This only shows that the ingredients on our gourmet island are extraordinary!"

"It makes sense, it must be the ingredients in our gourmet island that have worked wonders!"

Feng Lingkong on the side was silent, but the stars were shining in his eyes.

He doesn't know how much the ingredients in the gourmet island are used for?

So the ability of the crocodile feast to be attached to Logue's power is definitely related to Meng Zhan's culinary skills that turn decay into magic!

Thinking of this, Feng Lingkong made up his mind, no matter what, he must win Meng Zhan over!
Strife didn't know what Guild Master Feng was thinking, but his palms trembled with excitement, which was a rare thing.

At the scene, Catherine stared at Logue with an ugly face.

She wanted to pick the soft persimmons first, but she never wanted to touch the nails.

"Retreat!" Catherine gave an order, leading the people into the darkness and disappearing.

Zaroba approached tremblingly, and asked, "Master, how did you do it just now?"

Logue came back to his senses, and said in a daze: "At the moment of life and death, I felt a flame gushing out of my stomach, and then my whole body was filled with strength, and my body moved involuntarily."

"Could it be the master's blessing? Young master, you were so brave just now!" Zaroba exclaimed after being puzzled.

Logue frowned slightly, looking down at his hands.

Now that power is gone again.

Logue was wondering where that power came from, and then suddenly thought of the crocodile feast made by Meng Zhan, his pupils dilated, and he exclaimed, "It's those crocodile meat!"

Zaroba looked puzzled, "What happened to the crocodile meat?"

"It's because I ate the crocodile meat made by Meng Zhan that I have this power!" Logue said.

Zaroba looked disbelieving, "How is it possible?"

"There is a way to verify that, as long as you can arouse the same power, it will prove to be related to Meng Zhan's crocodile feast!" Logue said.

Zaroba felt that it made sense, and immediately concentrated his attention, staring at an ancient tree more than ten paces away, clenched the ax in his hand, and when he felt a burst of heat in his body, he slammed the ax go out.

A wind blade blasted out and slashed towards the tree trunk with a swish.

It left a long scar with a finger depth of more than one meter.

Zaroba exclaimed: "It's true! It's really related to Mr. Meng's crocodile feast!"

Logue smiled confidently, and continued, "We'll go back to find Meng Zhan right away."

"What about the challenge?" Zarobah asked.

Logue held his forehead, and said helplessly, "Meng Zhan can easily make a meal that can crush the potions issued by the association. Why are we still arguing with those guys for those pitifully small potions?"

Zaluoba carefully read this sentence, and suddenly realized, "Young master is right, eat meat with Mr. Meng, why bother to grab soup from those guys?" Then asked, "What about these things?"

"Don't throw it away, bring some necessary supplies to find Meng Zhan."

Log and Zaroba threw away the pile of ingredients and tools, and went to look for Meng Zhan with only two supply boxes.

However, their conversation just now was completely transmitted to the major live broadcast rooms through the live broadcast, and was heard by the audience, other challengers, the elders of the conference hall, and the members of the strange magic hall in the main control room.

They couldn't believe their ears.

The reason why Logue and Zaroba are so strong is because they ate a meal cooked by Meng Zhan?

In the conference hall, the elders of the Lighthouse Kingdom, who were clamoring non-stop and said they wanted to kill Meng Zhan, curled their lips and looked as ugly as they could be.

Feng Lingkong had a bright smile on his face, "Those elders who spoke ill of Meng Zhan just now, why don't they even dare fart now?"