Sun Lao handed the microphone to Nalan Ruoshui without hesitation, and then stepped aside with a look of regret on his face.
If I had known this was the case, I should have prepared my lines and said a few more lines. What a pity, what a pity...
"Next, we invite our King of Dawang Mountain, Su Yu, to appear!" Mu Xiaoxiao continued.
"Bah-"
With a soft sound in the field, countless white mist suddenly rose from both sides, making the center become hazy.
Then, I saw Su Yu's figure slowly floating in the air, like a feather, as if there was no gravity. Stepping on the smoke, he slowly floated into the field, like an immortal descending. Such a dramatic entrance made everyone excited. shocked.
"What a handsome Qinggong!" Some people in the crowd couldn't help shouting in surprise.
"The king of Dawang Mountain is so powerful. With this light skill alone, he can become famous throughout the Five Continents..."
"This Qinggong... We Feiyan Sect are ashamed of ourselves..." Jing Feiyan's master on the fourth floor also said with emotion in his voice.
It’s in vain that Feiyan Sect is famous for its Qinggong. It’s unbelievable that it is so inferior to Dawangshan’s Qinggong. This Dawangshan seems to know everything and is awesome at everything. It’s really unreasonable...
Wow—
After a brief shock, everyone couldn't help but applaud, exclaiming and shouting.
"Boy, you are so unkind, why didn't you tell me in advance, but you secretly prepared such a spectacular way to appear?!"
Mr. Sun's lungs were almost bursting with anger. Seeing Su Yu like this, his eyes were red with jealousy.
"Oh, why do I have to tell you? Without you, how can I bring out the awesomeness of this king?" Su Yu was not polite, the old god said calmly.
"F*ck!" Mr. Sun's chest froze and he couldn't help but uttered a curse word. His face turned red and he was about to come over to fight with Su Yu.
"It seems that the competition has not even started yet, and the two players are already very competitive. But now is not the time to invite our guest referee from the fourth floor to come on stage!" Nalan Ruoshui smiled and said.
"Hahaha, how about it? You all want to try the cooking skills of the God of Cookery. I'll go down first -"
Mr. Zhao was not surprised at all by this link. He smiled softly and jumped down from the fourth floor.
"That's Dan Yin! It's incredible. I heard that Dan Yin also joined Dawang Mountain. It's really scary!" Looking at Mr. Zhao, exclamations kept coming and going. This was the admiration for the strong man.
"Haha, we are betting and we are referees. Is this fair?"
The two generals of heaven and earth laughed, and then jumped down.
"It's the two generals of heaven and earth from the General's Office. I'll go and they will also be the referees this time. Fairness is absolutely guaranteed!" The name of the General's Office made the atmosphere on the court even more intense.
"In that case, let's go down too..." The others also looked at each other and jumped off the welcome building.
"That's the leader of the Tyrant Sword Alliance! I didn't expect him to be here too!"
"That's the second pavilion master of Tianjian Pavilion. All our swordsmen and swordsmen from Dongzhou are here!"
"The master of the Feiyan Sect, his Qinggong is truly unparalleled. He flies like a fairy..."
"I didn't expect that so many forces in Dongzhou could be gathered here. It's so awesome. This trip directly broadened my world view..."
…
They flew into the field and sat directly on the chairs that had been prepared. They sat upright and acted as the referee this time.
"As we all know, the most basic thing for a chef is knife skills, so the first round is a competition of knife skills!"
Seeing that everyone was quiet, Mu Xiaoxiao spoke. As her words fell, disciples from Dawangshan entered the venue carrying a table, with a piece of tofu placed on each table.
Apart from being as white as snow, this tofu is no different from ordinary tofu.
"As you can see, what is in front of you is a piece of tofu. Below, two contestants are asked to cut the tofu with a knife. Based on their cutting techniques, we will judge which one has better knife skills! "
Cut tofu
Although the people present were all warriors and had some control over their strength, it was extremely difficult to actually cut the tofu well.
Moreover, they noticed that what was placed next to the tofu was just an ordinary kitchen knife!
The kitchen knife is large and wide, and it is much more difficult to cut tofu with a kitchen knife.
Tofu is very delicate, and the requirements for strength and precision are very strict. Once a mistake is made, the entire tofu will collapse.
What is tested is the control of force and the concentration of the chef. It can be said that cutting tofu can fully reflect the knife skills of a chef!
There was a slight smile on Mr. Sun's lips. He had never been afraid of anyone compared to his sword skills.
He glanced at Su Yu, full of confidence.
Knife skills, as an essential skill for a chef, he naturally put a lot of effort into, and the most important thing is that knife skills not only test talent, but also require acquired efforts!
How long has Mr. Sun lived? Look at how old Su Yu is. Even if he practiced in his mother's womb, he is still far behind. How can he compare
Even if the talent is truly extraordinary, it cannot make up for the gap in acquired time.
"Haha, old man Sun has a lot of advantages in the swordsmanship competition. General Tian, it seems you have bet on the wrong person..." Someone on the referee's bench couldn't help but laugh.
"That's not necessarily the case. Doesn't Dawang Mountain give us too many surprises?" General Tian shook his head indifferently and said calmly.
"Is this competition of swordsmanship still necessary? Without hard training over time, how can you succeed?"
"Yes, how old is Mr. Sun? His sword skills are absolutely superb. There is no doubt about it."
"Hahaha, luckily I bet on Mr. Sun to win. I'm just kidding. You are the God of Cookery, can you lose?"
…
The melon-eaters watching also had different opinions, and each of them was even more optimistic about Mr. Sun.
"Hahaha, boy, it seems that you are destined to be my apprentice..." Mr. Sun smiled proudly, already holding the kitchen knife in his hand and weighing it, with a relaxed look on his face.
Then he looked at the disciples at Dawangshan and said, "Go and prepare a small bucket of water for me."
Cutting tofu has something to do with water
Everyone was curious for a day, sitting and watching Mr. Sun's performance.
As a bucket of water was carried to Mr. Sun, he couldn't help but shake his neck and looked at Su Yu, "Boy, keep your eyes open and watch. If you get scared, just give up..."
He was obviously extremely confident in his sword skills. He smiled slightly and his face suddenly condensed.
In his hand, the kitchen knife immediately turned into a phantom as he waved his wrist, and then the afterimage was no longer visible. All he could see was a series of knife marks criss-crossing in the air, weaving into a gorgeous picture.
"This... such a fast knife!" Everyone was attracted by Sun Lao's speed of swinging the knife and marveled.
In this second, I'm afraid dozens of knives were swung...
"Fuck! Look at that bucket!"
With this exclamation, everyone turned their attention to the bucket.
hiss-
Even the Martial Lord referees couldn't help but gasped and were frightened.
I saw layers of small white transparent squares floating on top of the wooden barrel.
The rules of these square pieces are extremely neat, the size and shape are exactly the same, and they are all transparent, floating so lightly on the water...
"Those...can't be...tofu..."
Many people swallowed their saliva and murmured in disbelief.
"What is it if it's not tofu? Look carefully at that piece of tofu..."
The tofu on the table was almost bottomed out in the endless sword light, and you could barely see clearly. As the sword light flashed by, pieces of transparent tofu floated into the wooden barrel.
"I...I'll go! This is too perverted..."
"As expected of the God of Cookery, this kind of sword skill has definitely reached the pinnacle of the world. Who can match it?!"
"It's cut into a transparent shape. It's so thin. It's unbelievable. It's so awesome!"
"And those tofu are actually floating on the water. What a technique. This kind of control is really abnormal!"
"The key is his speed! He can maintain such a speed and still be so precise. How can he be compared to the well-deserved God of Cookery, the King of Dawang Mountain?"
…
Yes, how to compare
This is already the peak, how can we surpass it
As the light of the knife stopped, the tofu in front of Mr. Sun's table had completely changed. On the water in front of him, there were transparent tofu slices floating one by one, as if they had merged with the water, and looked beautiful under the sunlight. It is beautiful and reflects the colorful luster.
"This is not cutting tofu at all, this is simply art..." Everyone involuntarily had this idea.
"Pah, pah, pah—"
After marveling, everyone applauded involuntarily.
"Hahaha, boy, what do you think? This is the real sword skill!" Mr. Sun enjoyed the admiration of everyone and said to Su Yu, waiting for Su Yu's worship.
"Lao Sun's sword skills are really eye-opening and admirable..." Su Yu nodded and said sincerely.
Such sword skills show that Mr. Sun has really put in a lot of effort. This kind of perseverance is really admirable. If he didn't have a system, he would never be able to defeat him...
"But I also want to show off my sword skills, and I would like to ask Mr. Sun for advice..." After a pause, Su Yu continued.
kindness
Su Yu's words made everyone stunned.
In the face of such awesome sword skills, this kid still refuses to admit defeat. Is he arrogant or looking for abuse
Executing sword skills in front of such peak sword skills is like wielding a sword in front of Guan Gong's gate. Isn't this preparing to make a fool of oneself
"You still want to compete?"
Mr. Sun was also slightly startled, and then said: "Okay, boy, hurry up and take action. Anyway, I will be your master soon. Let me see your sword skills first."
He was still confident of victory, standing completely from Master Su Yu's point of view, looking like he was ready to give Su Yu some advice.
Su Yu smiled nonchalantly, then slowly took the kitchen knife in his hand, turned his wrist, and the kitchen knife turned around in his hand.
He let out a breath of turbid air, stared hard, and waved the kitchen knife in his hand at the tofu in front of him...
(End of chapter)