Chapter 753

In the sky above the Poor Mountain Ancient Land, a tattered metal cube flew forward.

On top of the metal cube, there was a puppet with clown makeup on it. It looked like a puppet.

"Brother Dong predicted that the Prodigy Ranking Battle would be unpredictable … I didn't expect it to be at the God of Cookery's Banquet. I wonder if Brother Dong can make it in time."

The clown suddenly spoke, a strong sense of anticipation appearing on his eerie face.

Swoosh!

Behind the tattered metal cube, two powerful True Essence energies suddenly shot out, increasing its speed by 05%.

Soon, countless people and flying tools of various sizes appeared in the clown's vision.

Further in, waves of True Essence fluctuations and intense collisions could be heard.

"It shouldn't be over yet."

The clown's eyes lit up, and he flew away on the metal cube.

"What's that?"

"Get out of the way!"

Up ahead, many people suddenly sensed the commotion and turned to see a broken metal cube and a clown colliding toward them. They immediately dodged.

Swoosh!

The clown rode on a flying tool, broke through the crowd, and arrived at the Prodigy Ranking Battle.

Because his method was more direct, coupled with his appearance and some special flying tools, he instantly attracted many people's attention.

"What kind of weirdo is this? He actually dressed himself up like this. "

"This is the God of Cookery's Banquet, not a masquerade ball. What's he doing dressed up like this? Hahaha! "

Most people were waiting for the clown who suddenly rushed in to make a fool of himself.

"The God of Cookery's Banquet, the rules of the God of Cookery's Banquet are three classes of seats …"

The clown's eyes shone as he looked at the white jade tables and chairs on the square.

"Save a class seat for Brother Dong."

The clown immediately shouted and flew over.

Behind him, many people were dumbfounded.

Where did this weirdo come from?

He looked crazy and strange, yet he asked for a class seat the moment he opened his mouth!

There were only ten class seats, and they were all occupied by the outstanding geniuses of the major regions. Could this clown actually sit in one of them?

Many people at the God of Cookery's Banquet also looked over.

This weird-looking clown actually wanted to fight for a class seat?

They felt that there were not many real fools in this world, and those who dared to challenge them basically had some strength and confidence.

However, to the crowd, this clown definitely did not belong to that category. He was more like the former.

"Eh, isn't this Brother Chen? You're here too? "

While the clown was sizing up the VIP seats, he suddenly noticed Chen Yu.

Suddenly, the gazes of the geniuses at the Feast of the Culinary God landed on Chen Yu. This silly clown seemed to have a close relationship with Chen Yu.

Chen Yu was sitting in the best seats of the God of Cookery Banquet, and his strength was recognized by all.

They didn't think that Chen Yu would befriend a fool.

The gazes of the geniuses on the upper seats changed as they looked at the clown. Their gazes were now filled with a hint of caution.

"Chen Yu, where did this clown come from? How strong was he exactly? Weaker or stronger than you? "

Hou Chen was very curious and asked a few questions at once.

The others also looked over.

"You'll know soon enough."

Chen Yu was too lazy to explain one by one, so he said mysteriously.

He didn't think it would be difficult for The Clown to get into the top ten.

The clown was proficient in too many things, including mechanisms, puppets, and formations. If he caught his opponent off guard, he would definitely be able to crush his opponent.

"Why are you keeping me in suspense?"

Luo Qiumei snorted and glanced at Chen Yu with slight disdain.

Originally, Chen Yu planned to watch the battle in peace and refine his Mystic Pattern Devil Body. He didn't care about anything else.

But Luo Qiumei's reaction made him slightly unhappy.

As a defeated opponent, he still had an unconvinced look on his face.

In fact, Luo Qiumei was indeed unconvinced. She felt that if she was at her peak, she would definitely not have lost to Chen Yu, and her mark would not have been stolen.

She was even more envious of Chen Yu's current achievements.

"Brother Dong, let me analyze for you. Among the ten people here, this person is injured and hasn't fully recovered. He should be easier to deal with!"

Chen Yu looked at Luo Qiumei and said with a slightly evil smile.

"You …"

Luo Qiumei's almond-shaped eyes glared as anger rose in her.

"Oh? I don't know these people, so I'll just blindly choose. I'll listen to you. "

Brother Dong looked deeply at Chen Yu.

Then, his gaze stopped on Luo Qiumei.

"Bastard!"

Luo Qiumei snorted angrily. She stood up and walked out of the God of Cookery Banquet.

After the battle with Chen Yu, her injuries worsened. When she passed the second round, she had only recovered 15% of her strength.

But when she sat on the chair of the God of Cookery Banquet, her internal injuries healed faster. The effect of the elixir increased, and she had recovered 35% of her strength.

Even if she faced Chen Yu, she still thought that she had a higher chance of winning.

"Make your move."

Luo Qiumei let out a cold snort and immediately made her move. A chilling icicle appeared in her hand and streaked across the Heavens and Earth.

Swoosh!

A snow-white icy Sword Qi dragged out a majestic Sword Qi shadow. The piercingly cold Sword Qi caused a cold wind that was like ice blades to blow between heaven and earth.

Bang!

The sword energy collided with a loud bang. The power of extreme cold merged with the sword energy and spread in all directions.

When the ice and snow dissipated, a short and fat puppet appeared in front of the clown. There was a metal plate the size of a door on its arm, protecting the clown and blocking Luo Qiumei's attack.

"A puppet master?"

A profession flashed in Luo Qiumei's mind.

The next moment, the clown threw out more than a dozen puppets from his storage bag. Each of them looked extremely uncoordinated and had no sense of beauty. If they participated in the clown contest, they would be invulnerable.

In an instant, more than a dozen puppets moved at the same time.

Among them, four circular puppets shot out silver lines that connected with each other to form a formation, trapping Luo Qiumei inside.

Three square-faced puppets had four round holes in their chests. Silver flames shot out from the holes and attacked Luo Qiumei.

"Get lost!"

Luo Qiumei swept out with the icicle in her hand. A snow-white icy sword arc instantly burst out, and a bone-piercing sword aura swept out.

At this moment, two puppets raised their door-sized shields and came over to block the attack.

The spectators at the God of Cookery Banquet fell into silence as they watched the battle.

"This person has strong mental control. He can control so many puppets at the same time."

Venerable Fallen Moon said.

There were not many people who could be praised by him.

"These puppets look shabby, but they are actually extraordinary. They are of different types, excellent performance, and excellent coordination …"

Hou Chen's clear eyes carefully observed the battle.

If these puppets were made by the clown himself, then his puppetry skills would be beyond imagination. Coupled with his puppet control skills, he was simply a master-level puppeteer.

Luo Qiumei's situation was not good in this battle.

Before the first wave subsided, another wave arose!

On the other side, the Ape Demon and Venerable Myriad Poison appeared at almost the same time.

"Chen Yu, you despicable man, do you dare to fight me?!"

Venerable Myriad Poison growled, his voice filled with endless resentment.

The Ape Demon, who was about to challenge Chen Yu, was startled and glanced at Venerable Myriad Poison.

That glance made his hair stand on end. He had long hair to begin with, and now, every strand of hair was standing up like a hedgehog.

There seemed to be something wriggling on Venerable Myriad Poison's face and body. He looked extremely ferocious, like a monster.

Dark green mist floated around him, emitting a terrifying aura that could silence all things.

"I'll let him go first."

The Ape Demon shrank his head and retreated.

Even when he was in his prime, he was still a little wary of Venerable Myriad Poison, who had not turned into this.

"He …"

Chen Yu looked at Venerable Myriad Poison with goosebumps all over his body.

"Hehe, little guy, this person used the Voodoo Poison Evil Centipede. Not only did it heal his injuries quickly, but it also increased his combat strength."

The Crimson Flame King looked like he was watching a good show.

If Chen Yu had not asked him to deal with Venerable Myriad Poison, he might not be in this situation. Hence, the Crimson Flame King was gloating.

At that moment.

The winner of the battle between the clown and Luo Qiumei was decided.

Luo Qiumei was completely crushed by the clown's puppets!

The clown made a stunning comeback and obtained a superior seat.

"Brother Chen, you were right. Looks like this girl is the weakest among the ten of you."

The clown grinned.

Everyone at the Feast of Cookery was speechless.

Luo Qiumei's strength was definitely not the weakest among the top ten!

After the defeat, Luo Qiumei almost fainted from anger. The clown defeated her, but he still insulted her.

"Brother Dong, I have a gift for you."

The clown tossed out a glass bottle with a black pill inside.

"What's the use of this?"

Chen Yu immediately asked.

If the clown did not explain, he would not dare to eat it.

"Chen Yu, are you afraid? Get out here. "

Venerable Myriad Poison roared.

He paid a heavy price to use the Voodoo Poison Evil Centipede just to defeat Chen Yu head-on and let him have a taste of death.

If Chen Yu was afraid and got cold feet, this was not the result Venerable Myriad Poison wanted.

Swoosh!

Chen Yu flew up and stared coldly at Venerable Myriad Poison.

Venerable Myriad Poison had used some unknown method to quickly heal his injuries, and he looked even stronger than before.

However, Chen Yu's physique was very resistant to poison, so he still had a certain degree of confidence.

"Kill!"

Seeing Chen Yu step forward, Venerable Myriad Poison did not say a word and directly attacked.

He stretched out his palm, and the dark green poisonous mist behind him churned, turning into a dark green poisonous palm that grabbed at Chen Yu like the hand of death.

Whoosh!

On Chen Yu's palm, a resplendent Blood Glaze Blood Flame leaped out.

He waved his hand, and a layer of blood flame flew out, landing on the huge dark green poisonous palm, and the blood flame spread.

"Extinguish!"

Venerable Myriad Poison roared, and an even more terrifying poison Quintessential Essence erupted from his poisonous palm, intertwining with the Blood Glaze Blood Flame for a breath's time before extinguishing it.

Boom!

This palm suddenly descended, but it was suddenly shattered by Chen Yu's heavy punch, turning into a dense poisonous mist that shrouded the heaven and earth.

Whoosh whoosh!

The poisonous mist churned, and ordinary wind power and Quintessential Essence could not disperse it.

When a portion of the poisonous mist touched Chen Yu's skin, it immediately festered, and a cold poison rapidly permeated his body, turning everything into something rotten.

"What a powerful poison."

Chen Yu was slightly shocked.

Venerable Myriad Poison's poison Dao ability was already very strong, but now, he had used some unknown method, and his poison was far stronger than before.

Even with Chen Yu's physique, the poison quickly invaded his body.

If it were an ordinary mid-stage Void Sea cultivator, he would probably be poisoned to death by Venerable Myriad Poison in an instant.

Just as Chen Yu and Venerable Myriad Poison were fighting …

"Eight Swords Sacred Gate greets the Culinary God!"

A deep and aged voice rang out.

A huge ship flew over from afar, cutting through the surging sea of clouds.