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At this time, Bastion came over with two quick steps.

He stopped Su Ming and placed an invitation letter in the boy's hand solemnly.

"what is this?"

"Invitation letter for the God of Cooking Conference."

"The God of Cooking Conference?" Su Ming was stunned for a moment.

In this world, other than Dad, who else dares to use that title?

The teenager was puzzled, but he quickly understood.

It turned out that this thing was one of the 'relics' left by his father.

It's like the world's No. [-] martial arts conference in Qilongzhu...

Dad, wouldn't it be because of that idea that he came up with such a thing?

Su Ming was a little suspicious.

"There are still three months before the next God of Cooking Conference." Bastion said solemnly, "In the identity of Your Excellency Su Ming, I definitely don't need me to send the invitation letter, but this is also considered an opportunity. It's an honor, and I have the cheek to be the inviter before anyone else."

The head of the Violet Club laughed and said.

The words were very cordial, and the reporters around were taken aback for a while.

There are not many people in this world who can make Bastion talk like this.

Su Ming paused, then waved his hand: "Thank you."

Is the stage left by Dad?

Su Ming raised his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"When I arrive, I will definitely go."

Of course he will not be absent from such a grand chef event.

Just when I felt that my progress was slow, this God of Cooking Conference came out just right.

I have to say, daddy...you are really predictable.

It makes people curious, in addition to the gift of space, what kind of abilities do you have? ..

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Paris at night.

When the lights gradually turned on, the beautiful night scene of the city was completely presented in front of Su Ming's eyes.

At this moment, he was standing at the top of a tall building, looking down.

The wind blew through his body, bringing a hint of autumn coolness.

Sitting down at the top, which was less than ten square centimeters, the boy took out the small snack he had just bought from the bakery and swallowed it.

His eyes swept across the darkness ahead.

Over there, there is a large square.

There are colorful hanging lights on it.

Glittering to form a few words - Paris cooking exhibition.

……

As expected of a world centered on cooking and cooking.

There is such a magnificent building.

According to Bastion's introduction, this is where the God of Cooking Conference will be held every three years in more than three months.

This is arguably the highest honor competition in the culinary world.

To win on this stage, the bonuses and honors it will get are absolutely beyond anyone's imagination.

But Su Ming didn't care about this.

What he paid attention to was something under there that was just about to move.

A playing card flew out of his body.

Ace of Hearts.

The poker beats, echoing something hidden in the darkness beyond.

Su Ming's eating stopped, his eyes slightly solemn.

A, symbolizes weapons in poker.

For example, the plum blossom A left by Dad... Although Shiroyasha said that it was a gift from Su Lin, it was actually the same as the catalog of life that Kasugabe Takaaki left to Yō, it was a tool with a gift.

The full name of Club A is actually called Shuttle Roulette.

It is a powerful gift item that can move in space according to the trajectory of time and space.

And the Ace of Hearts...

Looking at this playing card, Su Ming stretched out his hand and grabbed it into his palm.

"I can't sense... Dad, do you mean to say, I'm not qualified to take that thing yet?"

The young man lowered his head and chuckled.

Turning around, his body jumped up and galloped in the night sky of Paris.

With a punch, the power of earth, water, wind and fire gathered on his body, and the terrifying pressure instantly descended on the city.

The passers-by who were talking and laughing on the road trembled, their legs softened, and they fell to the ground.

The coercion that seemed to destroy the world made them widen their eyes in horror, not knowing what was going on.

In the end what happened?

Something seemed to collide in the air.

Then the people on the ground felt their eyes lit up, and then... after re-burning, there was nothing left...

Paris is calm again.

As always in the sky.

Nothing special.

Only the pedestrians who were kneeling on the ground had dull and confused eyes, and they didn't know what was going on.

not far away.

Su Ming's body fell to the ground safely.

Through the night, he looked at the magnificent cooking exhibition.Qiankun Tingshu Network www.qktsw.com

"Humph." The tyrannical momentum flashed past.

But the boy quickly suppressed his impulse.

"It turns out that it's not because of my father, but because you don't want to... It's really interesting, I like the arrogant type of you."

Su Ming smiled, and there was a sharp glint in his eyes.

Looking there for a long time, he turned his head and left.

Now is not the time to take this thing... he's almost there.

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Stayed overnight at the hotel.

The next day, the teenager boarded the return flight.

One by one, three days have passed.

When I returned to Yuanyue, the competition here had already reached a very intense period of time.

Su Ming raised his head and looked at the aura that was entangled in the sky above the far moon.

Evenly matched.

It seems that Alice and the others did not let themselves down.

With just a few people, he was evenly matched with the entire school.

But this alone is not enough, there should be Erina's reasons... As the proud daughter of this world, the benefits he can bring to Su Ming are really great.

His eyes flickered, and the boy did not go to them, but first came to Nakiri Senzaemon.

The old man was sitting in the courtyard drinking afternoon tea as always.

Su Ming walked over and threw the invitation letter from Bastion to the old man.

"Oh, someone invited you."

Nakiri Senzaemon glanced at it, not too surprised.

"Won't Yuan Yue participate in this kind of event?"

"Why not participate?"

The old man raised his head and gave him a strange look: "Every time Yuanyue will be invited to participate... Don't you know?"

"There are several invitations for Yuanyue over there."