Xin Lin took a sip and put down the bowl.

She frowned, not knowing what she was thinking.

The other five spiritual masters beside him took sip after sip.

As spiritual food masters, their taste is naturally much better than that of ordinary people.

But after the soup was put into the mouth, the spiritual delicacies couldn't help but shake their heads.

This soup is unusual.

It is moisturized in the mouth and has endless aftertaste, but this means there are a lot of ingredients in it, and this bowl of soup must be a spiritual delicacy soup of more than three grades.

I have to say that the Wangjing Lingyu Master Association is really rich and the soup used for assessment is all spiritual delicacies above three stars, but most of these spiritual delicacies have never been exposed to spiritual delicacies above three stars, so there will inevitably be a big trouble.

There are some ingredients that they have never even seen before, so how can they write them down?

After drinking a bowl of soup, the spiritual masters could only scratch their heads and began to make trouble for the ingredients in the soup.

Xin Lin only took a sip.

While others were writing quickly, she was thinking about something.

The pockmarked spiritual delicacist saw that Xin Lin had a large bowl of soup left, and his face turned even more ugly.

She wanted to speak but stopped, and looked at the blank piece of paper in front of Xin Lin. It was not until the others had finished writing that Xin Lin started writing.

When the six spiritual masters finished writing, the pockmarked face spiritual master glanced at Xin Lin’s paper.

"You don't have to continue the assessment, you can leave."

When Xin Lin heard this, he was a little puzzled and looked at the pockmarked female spiritual master.

"Vice President, what do you mean? Didn't I have written the answer?"

"Look at what answers you wrote, exactly the same as those written by the spiritual master beside you."

The spiritual masters looked at Xin Lin’s paper and then looked at the spiritual master beside her. As expected, they wrote exactly the same.

"Even so, it doesn't mean that I copied him."

Xin Lin shrugged.

"You copied me. I just wrote it all, and you looked at me a few times. I wrote it earlier than you. Could it be that I copied you?"

Next to Xin Lin is a female spiritual chef, about thirty years old, not quite pretty. She curled her lips and was very disdainful of Xin Lin.

When the other spiritual masters heard this, they all looked contemptuous.

Before, Xin Lin memorized so many recipes in one breath, and everyone thought she was so capable, but she didn't expect that she would copy other people's ingredients.

Xin Lin looked at the female spiritual master beside him, and then at Vice President Mazi Face.

Good guy, this has caused many obstacles to get her out of the spiritual master assessment.

"I didn't copy her. What I wrote was the ingredients I tasted myself."

Xin Lin still looked calm.

"You can drink all the ingredients in this 'Buddha Jumps Over the Wall' by just one sip. Who are you trying to steal?"

The female spirit cook next to her said contemptuously.

She is a three-star spiritual delicacist. Even so, she can't remember all the ingredients by drinking a bowl of this "Buddha Jumps Over the Wall".

It was still a loss for the vice president to tell her the recipe, and she memorized all the ingredients.

The vice president told her before the assessment that as long as she can kick the woman away, she can take the special assessment.

"I still said the same thing, I didn't copy her. I won't withdraw from this assessment."

Xin Lin looked firm.

"If you don't want toast, you will be punished by wine. Wangjing Lingyuji Association is not a place where you can go wild. Come and drive her out."

At the order of Vice President Mazi Face, several strong spiritual masters walked in and wanted to take Xin Lin off.
Chapter completed!