"I'm sorry, this soup is below the mark, you've been disqualified," Chong Daqing swallowed the whole pot of soup, considered it for a minute and announced it slowly with difficulty.
Everyone was shocked, there were only nine official contestants and one had been disqualified just like that?
It was not an easy feat to be able to enter this square. It was difficult even to become a finalist as there were many who had entered this realm.
In order to qualify for this, one would need to obtain nine ingredients that fitted the criteria.
After a series of contention, negotiating and trading, there were only nine contestants left.
It was only the first pot of soup and one was disqualified.
"Mistress Insect God, please show mercy!" The middle-aged woman who initially had hope now turned pale.
