Chapter 1172                                                                                                                            �

A battle to make a god.

Cut off the dead tree with one sword.

Today's events will surely be spread.

The sea surface returned to calm, the dark clouds completely dissipated, and the moonlight sprinkled like water, filling the sea surface that had just experienced the war with softness.

The purple light in the sky dissipated, Zhang Xuan stood on the sea, looked at Dongfang Xingkong and others, and hugged his fists, "Thank you for your help. If you were not forced to do so, you would not suddenly notify you to come and fight the Ancestral Rebate Alliance to die."

"The immortal is so powerful." Dongfang Xingkong both clasped his fists, "We follow Lu Xian, the immortal affairs are our affairs. Now you have entered the God of God and have unparalleled combat power. I am afraid that we old bones will never be able to help any more."

Zhang Xuan bowed with his fists and said, "In the future, Zhang Xuan will rely on everyone's help."

Zhang Xuan thanked Dongfang Xingkong and others from the bottom of his heart. Without their strong help, he would not have such a good opportunity to enter the God of God.

"Since the matter has been resolved, I will say goodbye first." Dongfang Xingkong spoke.

Zhang Xuan nodded.

"There is something you need to pay attention to." Chai Jiuming said, "This time, you declare war on the Ancestral Recovery Alliance. With the strength you just showed, the Ancestral Recovery Alliance will not touch you in the near future, but the Guangming Island under your command is relatively weak. I am afraid that the Ancestral Recovery Alliance will start with the Guangming Island. You have to pay more attention to this aspect."

"Don't worry." Zhang Xuan said confidently, "If the Ancestral Recovery Alliance is to have the strength to break through my Guangming Island, then I'm afraid there will be few people in this world who can stop the Ancestral Recovery Alliance."

Zhang Xuan was so confident that Chai Jiuming was stunned. Chai Jiuming knew about the strength of Guangming Island. Before Zhang Xuan mastered Qi, it was just an underground force. Although it was called a holy land in the underground world, compared with the Qi Refiner World, it was just a gathering place for a group of ordinary people. Now Zhang Xuan is mastering Qi and has stepped into the ranks of top masters in the world. But what about the rest of Guangming Island? Zhang Xuan’s nine loyal followers are just transformations. Why do you have such confidence?

Chai Jiuming was puzzled, but he could never ask. Seeing Zhang Xuan say this, he nodded, "It's good that you know it. If you step into the God of Fu today, you should be able to understand the gap between God of Fu and other realms. The Ancestral Repair Alliance can be one of the four top forces in this world, not only as simple as it seems, you must pay attention."

Zhang Xuan thanked him, "Thank you for the reminder."

"Although you are only in your twenties, based on your experience, I can't give you too much experience. Everything depends on you." Chai Jiuming said, "Since the matter is over, I will leave first. You will take over as the Bishop of the Eastern Continent. After a while, you will need to come to the Holy City and hold a ceremony. Ma Yi should notify you."

After Chai Jiuming finished speaking, he brushed his sleeves and flew away.

The Qin family ancestor and others also said goodbye one after another.

On the sea, only Zhang Xuan was left. The cruise ship he bought for huge sums of money had long been sank to the bottom of the sea like garbage, and he would never be looked at again.

The chef's clothes on Zhang Xuan were already torn. Looking at his clothes, Zhang Xuan smiled bitterly, shook his head, and headed towards the port. With his current strength, he could have long been able to gather his energy under his feet. Even if he walked in the air, he would be like walking on flat ground. This is an incomprehensible method of immortality in ordinary people, but for masters who can transform, it is just a simple method of transformation. As long as you can feel the spiritual energy in the air and control it slightly, you can do it.

Qi itself exists in the world. Ordinary people cannot touch or feel it. It is just because the evolution is incomplete. Just like ultrasound, people cannot see or hear it, does it really not exist? Some species use it to communicate.

Ordinary people can only rely on tools to fly, which actually represents the existence of qi and can use it. They just don’t know its essence and cannot be activated through human power.

When approaching the port, Zhang Xuan fell into the sea and came to the shore by swimming. Otherwise, people would think that he was crazy when he saw Zhang Xuan stepping on the water in the middle of the night.

After getting ashore, Zhang Xuan found a hotel and had a good rest.

The next morning, Zhang Xuan asked the waiter to send a new casual suit to put it on his body, shaved the stubble on both sides of his cheeks, and looked like a sunny boy next door.

Who would have thought that this person who looked like the big boy next door stood on the high seas last night and said such domineering words as he could fight at any time.

In the Peace Times Hotel, the entire hotel is not open to the public on this day. It is the Mountbatten Award, which is the top competition in the chef industry. It will be here today.

There are a total of ten teams who came to participate in the competition this time, and each team has the best strength.

Old Dong was able to have such assets from a chef, not because he won the lottery because of his blessings. All of this was earned by his craftsmanship. His cooking skills are definitely the best in the world. However, now, his age makes it impossible for him to compete with those young people. As he grows older, many of his physical functions have deteriorated, including his taste buds, which are no longer as sensitive as before.

With Lao Dong's current cooking skills, it is definitely more than enough to be a chef in an ordinary hotel, but for such a competition, it is obviously not enough to watch it.

Old Dong sat in the viewing table, staring at his team with a nervous face.

Lao Dong's team was led by Sister Hui's "cousin" to participate.

Sister Hui sat next to Lao Dong, staring at the handsome young man on the participating kitchen table with excitement. Looking closely, Sister Hui's legs with black stockings were constantly twisting and rubbing, which shows that there was a fire burning in her heart. The intense last night made her feel full of reminiscence. As long as today's competition is over, she will not have to pay attention to Lao Dong anymore. She can be with that man openly and no longer have to find excuses like cousin to make excuses.

"Brother Dong, I'm afraid this time will be difficult." A man who looked about fifty years old was sitting next to Old Dong, frowned, "I just looked at it. Xiaohui's cousin's knife skills are not skilled enough. The ingredients just now were very rough and different in thickness, which has a great impact."

When Sister Hui heard this, she was immediately dissatisfied, "What did you say? Why did it have a big impact? The vegetables are not cut well, isn't it enough to cook them well? My cousin is a chef, not a side dish!"

"No." The middle-aged man shook his head, "The different thickness of the ingredients will cause uneven taste during cooking, and it will also affect the taste. This is the same..."

"Okay, okay!" Sister Hui interrupted the other party impatiently, "I'm too lazy to listen to you!"
Chapter completed!