Crossover in the Anime World

The goal of Nakiri Tsuki is to expand, to expand with Qishi, not to change the hereditary succession of the valve, but to take everyone to expand the territory outside, to rule all the restaurants in the island country, and even all the restaurants in the world.

He has great ambitions, but is destined to be betrayed by politicians and businessmen represented by Kuga Teruki, because Qishi's expansion cannot always win.

If Qishi can always win until the world is unified, then there is no big problem, and everyone can support it, because Qishi can rely on its own expansion and snatch resources to maintain its own operation.

Once it fails, the situation will be different. In order to continue to expand, Qishi must snatch resources from politicians and businessmen and continue to expand. Then politicians and businessmen will not do it.

No war can be won all the time, and no general can guarantee that he will only win and not lose in wars, especially the war of external expansion has to face the problem of "winning against the weak cannot make up for the cost, and the strong cannot be defeated at all".

In short, Nakiri Tsuki is no different in the control of the valve, but in the attitude towards Qishi. The old dean was directly eliminated, and Nakiri Tsuki wanted to expand with Qishi.

Duran couldn't convince Kuga Teruki, and Kuga Teruki couldn't convince Duran, so they had to face each other in the ring.

"Brother, take my scorched king punch." Yong launched an attack, using the scorched aroma of the sauce to launch a punch, hitting his brother's cheek directly.

Boom, Qiao's cheek was red and swollen, and he couldn't stand up immediately. He staggered and couldn't stand upright, and knelt on one knee.

"Another punch!" The second punch directly broke Qiao's nose and he fell to the ground.

"Qiao?!" No one expected that Yong's attack would be so direct, so unkind, and he actually knocked him down directly.

"Brother, you lose, as long as I finish this bowl of instant noodles, I can defeat you." The game is so simple, as long as you knock down the opponent, whether the standing player serves noodles or instant noodles, he has already won.

Yukihira Soma and others were very distressed, this kind of battle is not cooking at all.

"This is cheating, referee, don't you care?" Kuga Teruki said anxiously: "Didn't you three see it with six eyes?"

"Even if the detectives came, they couldn't judge Yong for cheating. There was no sign of material exchange at all." Duran said: "Don't blame the referee. They just judged according to the method of food battle. If you want to blame someone, blame you for standing in the wrong camp and standing against the devil chef army."

Yong was about to finish cooking, but at this time Qiao stood up again.

Holding the stove and forcing himself to be energetic, Qiao lowered his head and said: "Brother, this is not cooking at all. I will make you sober."

When Yong saw that the other party was still resisting, he immediately put in the sauce and roared: "Don't waste our time, Jiaoxiang Hundred Breaking Fist! Two punches are not enough, then one hundred punches."

Da Da Da...

Qiao was directly hit by the invisible fist and flew up, fell heavily, bleeding on the spot, and lost consciousness.

In the end, Yong served three bowls of instant noodles and won the game.

"Qiao!" Everyone went to the ring and found that Qiao was completely unconscious.

"How could this happen?" Tears could not help but flow. Not only did they lose, but they also almost lost their comrades. Their faces were extremely solemn. Facing such an attack, everyone had no way to fight back.

"Who's next?" Yong was in the middle of a fierce battle and wanted to defeat the next opponent.

"Yong, Qiao is your brother." Yukihira Soma said angrily.

"He's also my opponent. Since you are the enemy of the Demon Chef Army, don't blame me for killing my relatives for the sake of justice." Yong said coldly: "Don't waste time, who's next? My fists are thirsty."

Everyone was silent, and no one had absolute confidence. If they were competing in cooking, they believed that they would not lose, but there was no way to compete in superpowers.

Duran thought that this was a superpower murder cooking competition, and he had to continue to work hard to catch up with the murder tennis.

In the murder tennis, junior high school students can hit a black hole, and the chef is just boxing, and there is still a lot of room for improvement.

Can't win! Although I am confident in my cooking, now I am not competing in cooking. I will be beaten on the ring. Who can stand it?

Qiao looked like he was beaten by a heavyweight boxing, which was too exaggerated. Which chef can stand this kind of beating and still finish cooking?

There is no way. "It seems that I have no choice but to wear protective gear." Isshiki Hui said solemnly: "Let me play in the next game."

"Senior, be careful."

Isshiki Hui put on a full set of protective gear. Although it was inconvenient, as long as he could block the attack and finish cooking, it would be fine.

"Protective gear? Is this your counterattack method?" Yong couldn't help laughing when he saw that his opponent was wearing protective gear, and said: "Since you are here, choose a theme."

"Eel." Isshiki Hui proposed a theme.

Yong smiled and said: "You must think that I am a chef from the West and I can't cook eels from an island country. This is too much of an underestimation of me. It's just eels."

Isshiki Hui started cooking.

Yong still launched an attack: "It's great that you're wearing protective gear. This is Kevlar armor, isn't it? It's expensive, it must be very exciting to fight with. Stand firm, here comes my move, the Scorching Fragrance Hundred Breaking Fist."

He punched hard again, and his punches landed on Isshiki Hui's protective gear. He wore a helmet on his head, armor on his body, and leggings on his legs. His whole body was protected, even his crotch had special protective pants.

When his fists hit the armor, Isshiki Hui could clearly feel himself being pushed around, but at least he hadn't fallen down yet.

"Yes, the armor is OK." Kuga Teruki said excitedly: "I bought this set of Kevlar armor from a military enthusiast at a high price. It's really cost-effective. It can really block the attack."

When Yong saw that his set of Hundred Fists could not defeat the opponent, he was immediately anxious and grabbed a handful of seasoning and threw it into the pot.

Everyone found that the pot gas that came out turned into a giant as tall as the roof.

On this day, they recalled the fear of being dominated by the giant. It turned out that there was really pot gas.

"Hundred Flavors of Scorched Fragrance Confession Fist, regret your behavior standing on the ring. You are not a first-year student, but you insist on standing out, then fall down." Yong's power shook the entire venue, as if it was not a fist, but a meteorite.

Even if there is armor, it can't be stopped. Everyone looked at Isshiki Hui worriedly.

Isshiki Hui, who was standing on the front line, was under great pressure, but how could he escape at this time? He must finish cooking, otherwise he will lose. He can't escape, he must finish cooking.

The protective gear is just to buy time. Isshiki Hui's strategy is to finish the dish in a very short time, making the simplest charcoal grilled eel, simple processing, simple cooking, and simple seasoning. At least the cooking must be completed before falling down. This is Isshiki Hui's belief, so when facing the attack, he did not dodge, but speeded up.

"It's over!" Boom, with one punch, Isshiki Hui fell down.

But Isshiki Hui's dish is finished.

"It's finished, Senior Isshiki has finished the dish!" Although we don't know the referee's judgment yet, Senior Isshiki Hui's efforts have made everyone excited to tears.

This is a life-threatening dish. Soma Yukihira brought the dish to the judges on behalf of Isshiki Hui and said, "Eat it and taste the enlightenment of Isshiki Hui in cooking!"

"Enlightenment? Are you the only ones who have enlightenment? The enlightenment of our magic chef army will never lose to you." Yong said with a dark face, "Please taste my eel rice dish, too."

After the judges ate it, they immediately announced, "Isshiki Hui's eel tastes better because it is added with garlic juice. Although it takes the shortest time to cook, it still does not forget the ingenuity, which is admirable. So Isshiki Hui won."

But even if he won, Isshiki Hui could no longer continue to the next round, so this round can only be considered a draw. Both sides have to change players before they can continue the game.

The rule of the team competition is that whichever side loses all the players, loses. Yong has already won by killing two opponents alone.

"I'll play the next game." Ye Shanhuang said.

"Looks like it's my turn. It's time to show my real skills." Duran walked to the front of the ring with a smile. This time he wanted to eliminate all his opponents in one go and end this meaningless food battle.