Chapter 927

"Someone!" The host hurriedly called the security guard nearby.

"What's going on?"

"What's the matter with him? Is he ill? Can't you hold on to playing with illness?"

“……”

Wu Lai put down his kitchen knife and looked up at Zhou Xing over there. Zhou Xing also stopped and nodded at him.

Wu Lai came to Wang Xinrui's side, knocked him on the body, and a vaguely genuine Qi was injected into his body.

"Don't worry, it's all right. It's just a faint caused by a little nervousness. Just have a rest." Wu Lai said to the host with a worried face over there, and he had left.

Too nervous?

Those chefs everywhere who were watching the war shook their heads. This boy is really too young. How can ordinary people participate in the competition between new and old kitchen gods? This kind of pressure, even if they just watch the game on one side, is already a little unbearable, not to mention the people on the court.

The host is not in their chef industry, so I can't feel it, but Wang Xinrui is young, and his psychological endurance and competition experience are scarce. How can he bear this huge pressure?

"Unexpectedly, I fell down because of nervousness?"

"It's terrible. I thought he was ill and came on the court with illness. It's very encouraging. Now it seems that he is such a fool... Wouldn't it be good if he had abstained early?"

"Forget it, it's not easy for others. It's understandable that they are so young and have too much psychological pressure."

"Well, watch the game. The Kitchen God hasn't appeared for so long."

“……”

Wu Lai shook his head. Fortunately, Wang Xinrui, the boy, has fainted. Otherwise, hearing these voices, can't he vomit blood?

"Well, the episode has passed. Now let's have a look at the duel between the two kitchen gods!"

They picked up the kitchen knife in their hands again, and the kitchen knife turned into countless mirages in their hands!

"Oh! I haven't seen this knife work of the kitchen god for a long time! It's beautiful and more wonderful than the movie!"

"See? Wu Lai's knife work is actually the same as the kitchen god!"

"There are two brushes. No wonder you can stand here..."

Now everyone has understood that the relationship between Wu Lai and the kitchen god must be the latter. They seem to be quite good at cooking!

Now, they are all excited, and the opponents with equal standards are the most comfortable to watch!

At the same time, they stopped their kitchen knives and lit the stove.

"The actions of Wu Lai and Zhou Chushen are exactly the same, and each step is exactly the same! Can we say that the two people want to cook the same dish?!" Both the host and those on the jury have bright eyes, and they have found the fishiness!

Zhou Xing and Wu Lai looked at each other, and Zhou Xing said, "boy Wu, you are really confident. Do you really want to compare this with me?"

"Master Zhou, this is the highest respect for you. Only in this way can I feel that I can give you respect." Wu Lai said as he moved.

"Interesting, boy! It's good to have confidence, but you did this, but I played it at the beginning, are you sure?" Zhou Xing raised his eyebrows and his eyes became sharp.

Wu Lai acted methodically: "of course, it's all started, isn't it? Master Zhou, I hope you have the right to act, which is also a respect for me. I also want the title of Kitchen God."

"Good!" Zhou Xing's action suddenly accelerated!