A cooking contest?
Upon hearing Ye Weiming's proposed method of competition, the Wudang Seven Heroes were all taken aback. They all felt that this kind of contest was far too childish.
But on second thought...
Childish was good!
If they truly fought, Ye Weiming would have to go all out to unseal the Nine Yang Divine Manual, while the Seven Heroes would have to give their all to defend Wudang's honor.
That way, as they fought, things could easily get heated.
Then, with one careless move, whether Ye Weiming was injured or the Wudang Seven Heroes suffered harm, neither outcome would be good.
But if they were merely competing in cooking, there would be no such concern.
After all, Wudang had never made its name in the martial world through culinary arts!
So whether they won or lost, it did not matter much to them.
Even if word of this spread in the future, regardless of victory or defeat, it would become a fine tale in the martial world.
Brilliant!
For a moment, the Wudang Seven Heroes looked at Ye Weiming with admiration in their eyes.
This was the importance of execution!
Sometimes, a win-win outcome was even more important than maximizing profits.
If they competed according to Ye Weiming's method, not only was he absolutely certain of victory and of fully unsealing the Nine Yang Divine Manual.
Wudang would suffer no losses whatsoever.
Combined with everything Ye Weiming had previously done for Wudang, everyone would even be happy to help him achieve his goal.
That was what a win-win was!
What, Fire Worker Monk?
No! He definitely would not object!
Because Ye Weiming was currently the only person who could treat his injuries.
At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng wore a satisfied smile. Stepping forward, he said, "Young Hero Ye,