Things are often unexpected. Just the day before the tribulation ceremony, when Wu Jie had given up looking for Roland, Roland came to him accompanied by the Seven Swords of the White Emperor.
"I heard that you are looking for me?" Roland had a smile on his face. He looked really beautiful and charming, enough to make most women in the world jealous. But Wu Jie felt that his smile was not real and had a false quality.
Feel.
It's not that his smile is fake, in fact he smiles very sincerely, but... standing in front of him, Wu Jie always felt that what he was facing was not a real person, but a false illusion.
However, he had no intention of delving into this issue because he had more important things to do now.
"Yes, you are really a dragon who has never seen the beginning. You can't even find any news." When thinking of what Tao Tu said, "That Roland and the elder sister are talking and laughing, they seem to be a good match." Wu Jie said
I can't force a smile, I can't even speak.
"Hey, Master, this guy is quite capable!" Jasmine, who decided to take a two-day break because her research was too hard, said with some surprise, "Among the masters you have ever met, excluding the Sword Abandoner, he is also
He can be considered a top-level person."
"Oh? How does it compare to senior Zhang Guangli?"
"...It can't be compared. The fat man carrying the pot is much stronger than him. Beating him is like an adult beating a child."
"How is Master Bidu'e?"
"...It's almost the same, but the old monk got the relic reconstruction pill, and now fellow Buddhists and Taoists should be stronger than him."
"How does it compare to the two Supreme Patriarchs in our Star Hall?"
"...Those two are not as good as him, there are some gaps."
Wu Jie nodded: "I think I know who he is."
The conversation in the World of Heavenly Books did not affect the communication between the two parties at all. In the following conversation, Wu Jie always maintained a cold and distant attitude, and even revealed some obvious provocations, asking Roland to accompany him.
The Seven Swordsmen of the White Emperor who come are either sad or happy, worried or excited.
Of course he would not ignore the expressions of Bai Di's Seven Swords. Among them, Lin Ye, who had a good relationship with him, and Shen Yue, who had a stable surname, winked at him again and again, reminding himself with their eyes that they were obviously worried;
The other five people, who had nothing to do with him, looked like they wanted to watch a good show - one by one, it was certain that these seven people did know Roland's identity.
"...We have been going around in circles for a long time, and it's really boring." Roland soon became impatient with the meaningless nonsense, "I think you are not looking for me to test my character, but to test my character.
Do you want to compete with me?"
Wu Jie smiled: "I heard that you are a chef? I am quite confident in my cooking skills. Do you want to compete in cooking?"
He is not bragging. Among all the disciples of Qingyang Temple in the contemporary era, if we talk about cooking skills, excluding Du Ruo, Wu Jie is the best, because at least the food he cooks is decent, and there is no problem in eating it.
Yi Ti said, "Elder brother's cooking skills are truly passed down to his family, and he is indeed a master of home cooking."
Wu Jie's best dish is barbecue. Even the top chefs in the world cannot compare with him in this aspect. Although there are monks who are good at using fire, there are no monks who are not good at barbecue, but to be as good as him is definitely not
Just relying on the magical power of controlling fire - a similar situation is An Ziqing. Because he is good at refining elixirs, he is also good at stewing and making soup, but he is only at the level of an ordinary chef.
Compared with these non-professional chefs, the magic weapons Yuanling who are responsible for the practical work in Qingyangguan Canteen are the real masters of cooking. They were all famous chefs in the human world during their lifetimes. In order to escape from the kitchen work, Xingyu went to the human world specially.
After finding them who were already old, and with their consent, they transferred their souls into several magic weapon embryos to refine the magic weapon Yuanling.
As long as the magic weapon Yuanling does not encounter any accidents, its lifespan is unimaginably long under normal circumstances, and it can even be regarded as immortal. Although there is no possibility of improvement, and it will be controlled by the master in the future, for those mortal chefs
In other words, if you can live forever, what else is there to criticize?
They were originally the best chefs in the world. They have been honing their skills for more than two hundred years in Qingyangguan, and have developed their cooking skills to a superb level. The main reason why Wu Jie and others rarely cook is because they are in front of them.
Showing off your cooking skills really requires a little bit of shamelessness, and it would be absolutely embarrassing not to muster up the courage again and again.
The reason why Wu Jie was able to master barbecue techniques to perfection was precisely because he had humbly learned from these chefs.
So if there is a cooking competition, Roland is probably no match for Wu Jie!
Roland's smile disappeared, and a sharp edge appeared in his eyes.
"Am I allowed to assume you're telling a joke?"
From the corner of their eyes, Lin Ye and Shen Yue both showed nervous expressions, which made Wu Jie couldn't help but laugh again.
"Since you think this is a joke, then solve the problem in a way that is not a joke - isn't that why you came to me?"
Roland nodded slightly: "Follow me."
Wu Jie said hello to the elder Ruofeng Zhenren who was staying behind today, then followed them, driving the light around several peaks, and came to the smooth sword-like tower in the Baidi Pavilion mountains, pointing straight into the sky.
On the top of Jianfeng Mountain.
There is a flat open space on the top of the mountain, which is like a natural martial arts training ground.
"The visitor is a guest. I will give you three moves." Roland stood there, with an awe-inspiring power naturally exuding from his body. It made people feel as if they were facing a huge mountain that was unattainable. They naturally felt their own insignificance and had a feeling of insignificance.
Give the opponent the idea of being invincible.
The self-confidence that shines from his bones is stronger than the mountains, deeper than the sea, and as high and vast as the sky. He has no idea how many battles he has gone through and how many powerful enemies he has defeated before he can hone it.
.
But Wu Jie was not affected by this power at all. Instead, he smiled even more happily: "Why do you need so many three moves? As long as you can take one punch from me."
"Fist?" Roland frowned slightly, "If I remember correctly, you are good at using knives."
"We are just competing in martial arts, do we need to use Fuji Shenfeng?" Wu Jie laughed, "Actually, I am also very good at boxing and kicking."
Roland frowned and looked at him. After a while, he nodded.
"Okay! I'll stand here and take your punch. As long as you can beat me away from where I am, then I lose."
These words were really arrogant to the extreme, but Wu Jie did not feel insulted - if this person was indeed the person he guessed, it would be natural to use such a tone, because he did have the qualifications to be arrogant.
However, the enemy's arrogance played into his own hands!
"To be clear in advance, the preparation time for this punch may be a bit long..."
"It doesn't matter." Roland's tone became colder and colder, and the sharpness in his body became more and more fierce. "Just be prepared." Wu Jie laughed again. But this time he did not bargain again. After he finished laughing, he fiercely
The ground shouted loudly, and blazing flames erupted from his body. The bright red light spread out and enveloped the entire top of the mountain in an instant.
