The Chef King-I'm Determined to Be!

"I refuse to accept this!" Xiong Shoushan roared furiously, even forgetting that this was the "sacred" Dou Wei Arena.

But there was little that could be done about it. Over the years, he and the Cihang Gang had exploited loopholes in this backwater arena's rules to cheat more than once.

After taking advantage of the rules so often, it was only natural that he'd lost some of his reverence for them.

Xiong Shoushan's roar clearly displeased the three judges. They were only "Lord"-rank food critics who had just made it into the high-end ranks, with King, Star, Stellar, Radiant, Ancestor, Imperial, Pure, Emperor, and other levels above them. But they were still ranked professionals. At a prestigious university, they could easily land professorships. The only reason they'd come to a place like this was to add "supporting culinary development in underdeveloped towns" to their résumés and make it easier to climb higher.

For Lord Xiong Shan, a chef who hadn't even been certified as a Special Grade Chef, to challenge the judging right there was like a student standing up in the middle of the gaokao and shouting that the invigilator was helping someone cheat.

And yet, they had to put up with it. A contestant had accused the other side of cheating, so even if they planned to make things difficult for him afterward, they still had to deal with the complaint properly in public first.

The Dou Wei Arena staff were at a bit of a loss, too. They were about to contact the review board when Sun Xingzhe stepped forward and pointed at the dishes that remained.

"No need to go to all that trouble. There's still enough food for the contestants to try each other's dishes, isn't there? Just have this big oaf taste Chen Shanzang's