"WenChang, have you ever participated in the Brave Cup Mist Adventure Race before?"
Having completed the registration, Qin Lang looked at a huge cave shrouded in green mist and black inside, not far away, and asked Zhao Wenchang who was beside him.
"I've always wanted to participate, but I only recently became a Spirit Chef," Zhao Wenchang shrugged his shoulders, "So, I haven't participated in this fun competition."
"Well, we can give it a try now." Seeing the other thirty-two contestants preparing to enter the cave, Qin Lang and the two little ones showed an eager expression.
"Even though my ability isn't strong, what exploration requires is a brave heart," Zhao Wenchang laughed, summoning his Food Spirit, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.
"Will the thirty-four contestants please get ready!" A deeply masculine voice came from the broadcast, "The Brave Cup Mist Adventure Race is about to begin!"
