Chương 1711: Spend His Life Climbing Over a Wall

Five hundred feet!

Everyone was stunned the moment the cursed dragon over Bu Fang's wooden cart broke through five hundred feet. The black dragon roared, and its scales seemed to become real.

Five hundred feet was a watershed, which basically set the foundation of victory. But it was still not enough. 

The man was mad. He was overtaken. The first to reach five hundred feet was not him, but the other chef. However, he did not give up. He still had a chance. He looked at the ten confused exiles down below. As long as he got them to eat his food, he could still win. 

A draw was a shame for him, but it was also a victory. This was the Queen's rule. If both sides reached five hundred feet, then it was a draw. But a draw would still be a win for Void City.