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Just when everyone was in different moods, Nian Bing finally retracted his gaze from the knife, slowly raised his head, looked at Liao Feng who was busy opposite him, and said calmly: "Master Ming, please follow the instructions later." For my needs, throw all kinds of materials to me, and place them on your chest, thank you. Great goddess of ice and snow! Please lend me your anger and send us to the lost shore, — Blizzard.”
Under the influence of Nian Bing's spell, the temperature in the entire hall suddenly dropped, and pieces of snowflakes appeared in midair. The strange thing is that the snowflakes did not interfere with Liao Feng on the opposite side, but only on Nian Bing's side. The blue snowflakes flew up with Nian Bing's body, flew out from behind the kitchen table, and slowly came to the center of the hall under the surprised eyes of everyone. When Liao Feng saw the strange situation on Nian Bing's side, he couldn't help slowing down his hands, and almost made a mistake. He hurriedly collected his mind and continued to make his own dishes. Under the influence of Nian Bing's super magical control, the blizzard condensed under his feet, forming a vortex composed of wind and snow. Nian Bing was surprised to find that the Aotian Knife in his hand continuously emitted the breath of wind, making the blizzard under his feet It spins faster. The hall of Qingfengzhai is very high, close to ten meters, Nian Bing floated about two meters above the ground, and said softly: "Onion."
A pure green onion was thrown from Ming Yuan's hand and flew towards Nian Bing's chest. The cyan light transformed into countless afterimages, and the onion disappeared in the afterimages like this, "Jiang."
Similarly, a piece of ginger flew into the blue light and disappeared together. Among the people present, Marquis Noah and Xueji had the highest martial arts skills, but they could only vaguely see that the onion and ginger were all turned into powder at this time , was wrapped by the cyan light of the knife, so that it would not fall. It was the first time for everyone to see such a cooking method in the air, and the gorgeous scene immediately compared Liao Feng.
"Whole chicken." The cleaned whole chicken flew towards Nian Bing. Nian Bing held a chicken paw with his left hand and threw the chicken into the air. Under control, it actually formed the shape of a disc. Nian Bing drew the Aotian Knife with his right hand, and an icicle wrapped around the container used to hold the oil on the kitchen table like lightning. bright oil. The flame plate in Nian Bing's left hand accurately caught the oil. Immediately, the flame rose into the sky, and the light of the knife in his left hand disappeared instantly. The chopped green onion and ginger were thrown into the flame at the same time, and the whole chicken fell from the sky and fell directly into the sky. In the fire oil, in an instant, the aroma of the onion and ginger stir-frying in the oil spread throughout the hall.
Long Zhi had already stood up, looking at the flame on Nian Bing's left hand with eyes full of surprise, it was clearly fire magic! Although it is only the lowest-level fire technique, it was used by an ice magician. What does it mean? Long Zhi couldn't imagine. He was wondering, but Nian Bing's movements did not stop.
With a flash of blue light, the one-foot-seven-inch long Aotian Knife was thrown directly into the falling chicken body, and it was continuously turned over under Nian Bing's skilled operation. Inside the body, the flames in Nian Bing's hands began to change, appearing wave after wave, strong and weak. The flames were divided into nine different sizes from left to right and continued to roast the chicken body. His body Under the influence of the blizzard, it slowly moved towards the kitchen table. Suddenly, the blizzard drifted away. Nian Bing's body fell in front of the kitchen table. He quickly picked up two hinges from the table and wrapped the chicken body. The chicken wrapped in the hinge spun three times quickly on the flame, and then, the fire in Nian Bing's hand disappeared, the blue light lit up, and a layer of ice about an inch thick condensed on the periphery of the hinge. From ice to fire, everything happened so naturally, but everyone present knew that ice and fire were two extremes. They appeared in the hands of a magician at the same time. What does it mean? It has exceeded their imagination.
Luo Rou finally understood, understood why Liao San was attacked by two kinds of magic in the first place, and understood that there was actually only one Demon Killer.
The chicken wrapped in ice cubes was placed on the kitchen table, and the blizzard swept Nian Bing's body again, and he flew away from the ground again. This time, Nian Bing's speech speed was obviously accelerated, "Scallion, ginger, garlic." Looking at what he needed, Nian Bing directed the blizzard to accurately sweep the kitchen table. Under the wind and snow, he immediately swept the containers containing the seasoning into the air. Under the influence of powerful magic control, these containers were all floating in the In front of Nian Bing. Nian Bing took one left hand, and the blue light condensed in the palm, quickly forming a huge ice spoon, and the onion, ginger, and garlic fell into the ice spoon at the same time, no, that can no longer be described as a spoon, it is completely It's a pot made of ice. Nian Bing bit the Aotian Knife into his mouth, and with a wave of his right hand, he also transformed into an ice spoon, which was much smaller this time. The ice spoon quickly moved forward and picked various seasonings into the ice pot. Clenching his right hand, the ice scoop disappeared, replaced by a ball of flames. The flame ball rushed into the ice pot, making a bang, and the seasoning in the pot suddenly burned. It was not an ordinary fireball technique, but a burst of flames! This time, Nian Bing is not an instant magic, he does not have the ability to instantly explode the flames, but uses a small scroll, with super magic control, the explosives skillfully burn the seasoning in the ice pot, the knife Falling into the right hand again, he shouted again: "Tomatoes, two."
Ming Yuan shook his hands and threw two tomatoes towards Nian Bing, watching his movements for a moment, lest he let go.
The blue light flashed, instantly enveloping the red tomato, and two red pieces came out from the blue light. The judges were surprised to see that it turned out to be the skin of the tomato. The skin was very neat, with only one gap. The skin of the tomato was so skillful that the judges opened their mouths in surprise. The red juice sprinkled from the air to the flaming ice pot. Under the action of the Aotian Knife, the tomato had already turned into tomato juice. Under the infiltration of the seasoning, the tomato juice immediately melted into the flame. The ice pot in Nian Bing's hand vibrated slightly, and the tomato juice in the pot was thrown up immediately. At this time, under the action of the extremely high temperature of the explosion, the tomato juice had completely fused with the previous seasoning, and the ice pot was thrown into the air. Super, re-roll the tomato juice-based seasoning into the pot, "lamb ribs."
Half a piece of lamb ribs flew towards the year, and the sky was shining brightly. The ribs were evenly divided into small pieces and fell into the ice pot. When the raw lamb chops touched the hot juice, they made a harsh sound. Nian Bing shook his wrist, and the ice pot came out of his hand, and landed on the kitchen table smoothly. Nian Bing pointed his left hand in the direction of the pot, and the flame technique appeared again, which rekindled the explosive flames that were about to extinguish. Nian Bing calmly said: : "Master Ming, please pour a small spoonful of oil on the flame of the pot every three breaths." The outside of the ice pot is melting continuously, but the inside is constantly burning. Through the ice pot, you can completely see The lamb chops and tomato juice inside were constantly tumbling in the explosion.
When Nian Bing floated down, Blizzard sent the container containing the seasoning back to the kitchen table. With his hands together, the whirling blizzard continued to condense. Gradually, it condensed into a half-meter-diameter circle. Shaped ice cubes, about eight inches thick. Nian Bing focused on the ice cube in front of him. Suddenly, Aotian Knife brought a circle of cyan light and shadow around the ice cube, completely cutting off the uneven edges and corners. His hands trembled, and a low groan came from the blade, and the clear groan of the wind of freedom continued to dance around the ice.
The blue light converges, and when Nian Bing returns to the kitchen table, the round piece of ice has been neatly divided into eight parts, and the eight parts that are completely connected together, each of which presents a triangular shape and is exactly the same size. Similarly, Nian Bing pressed his left hand on the ice tray divided into eight parts, and suddenly, a gust of cold air wrapped the ice tray to prevent it from melting. Nian Bing said: "Potatoes, carrots, cucumbers, sweet potatoes, pork, mutton, beef, dog meat, each one." These things have already been prepared, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Ming Yuan immediately handed them to Nian Bing .
When Ming Yuan put the materials he said on the kitchen table, Nian Bing picked up a pot from the side, filled it with clean water, and pulled out a scroll from his arms with his left hand. Under the urging of mana, explosive flames suddenly appeared on his palm , the water in the pot boiled almost quickly, Nian Bing bit the handle of the pot with his teeth, controlled the flame with his left hand, picked up the Aotian Knife with his right hand, and picked up two snow-white fishes from the side. The extremely ice snowfish, a specialty of the Ice Moon Empire, only lives in the ice sea to the north of the Ice Moon Empire. It has no scales, and the meat is extremely delicious, and it is the best for nourishing. Seabass is also one of the most precious materials that Nian Bing needs today.
The blue light of the knife involved the fish. First of all, Aotian knife picked the heads and tails of the two fish respectively. The four knives were done in one go. The head and tail of the fish fell aside immediately, while the body of the fish But he was picked up, and a clear voice sounded, Nian Bing did not cut the fish with a knife, but slapped the fish flat with the knife face, in the soft sound, two white tips appeared from the broken part of the fish, Aotian The tip of the knife was lightly picked, and two white lines were pulled away from the fish body immediately. The light of the knife suddenly turned bright, and the two snow fish were instantly broken down into powder.
Boiling water with seabass fish powder, the umami taste of the fish soup soon appeared, Nian Bing put the knife aside, took the pot from his mouth with his right hand, looked at the milky white fish soup, his face could not help showing a trace of smile. The explosion disappeared, and the fish soup was still rolling in the residual temperature of the iron pot. Nian Bing put the pot aside, and when he came to the kitchen table, a blue light flashed out. With the help of the wind from Aotian Knife, his hand speed reached Unprecedented height, the eight items prepared earlier, under the action of the Aotian Knife, suddenly turned into silk, like silk threads. For Nian Bing, this is obviously the easiest.
The eight filaments were put into the prepared ice tray. Nian Bing put different seasonings in the eight parts with a spoon, and the amount was very small. When all this was done, the fish in the iron pan The soup is still boiling. Nian Bing smiled at Ming Yuan beside him, "Master Ming, please pour the fish soup into the ice tray." The plate gradually took shape. At this time, the ice pot that had previously contained the lamb chops had melted to a very thin state, and it was about to be broken, and the flame in the pot was about to go out.
Nian Bing looked at the ice tray he had made, and with a flick of his wrist, an ice tray slid out against the kitchen table. He just put the ice tray on the ice tray for a meal. Suddenly, the ice tray shattered and was covered with tomatoes. The lamb chops wrapped in juice were just stacked in the center of the ice tray. At this time, due to the burning for a period of time, the original seasoning had become viscous, completely wrapping the lamb chops, and no extra juice overflowed. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that his dish has been completed.
Nian Bing's eyes turned to the chicken wrapped in ice, which was his first dish. With a touch of his hand, he threw the chicken into the air, and shook out an explosive scroll with his right hand again. With a bang, in the flames, the ice cubes It exploded, the hinge disappeared in the burning, and the golden chicken body fell in the flames. Nian Bing picked up another prepared ice tray and picked up the chicken. Various ingredients were quickly shuttled in his hands, It is not difficult for him to arrange two ice trays at the same time. When all the ingredients that are mainly for aesthetics are arranged, he presses on the ice tray with both hands. Immediately, two ice covers appear on the plate, completely in line with the plate. Melted into one, covering the dish.
Ao Tianyin, Nian Bing covered the lead box, took out the cloth bag from his arms, a faint blue light jumped into his hand, and the ghost sculpture appeared.
At this time, the fish soup had been completely poured into the eight-cent ice tray, and Nian Bing sang softly, "The place where the ghost's hand falls is shocking, and it is carved into waves with hundreds of whirls. The blue ghost carving fluttered up and down in his hands as if dancing, and the ice chips kept flying, and eight different patterns appeared one after another around the eight-point ice tray. It's exquisite and lifelike.
"It's time. Two chefs, please serve your dishes to the jury." In surprise, Marquis Noah announced the end of the competition.
Liao Feng stood sluggishly behind his kitchen table. His three dishes had already been finished when Nian Bing was still in the air. Everything Nian Bing had done was beyond his cognition.
Jin Hao's face was now covered with ashes. Although he hadn't tasted the dishes yet, he knew that he might have lost this competition—
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