There is no Zao Junhuo in Xingyun Continent, so when Liu Wanshi came out, no one could tell what kind of fire element it was from the color of the fire.
It doesn't matter.
The most important thing is that after Zao Junhuo appeared, all the contestants' flames, including Qian Songbao's Ziyinhuo, were suppressed, and they looked like a king who ruled the world!
"Extraordinary product!"
"I didn't expect that there is still a kindling that suppresses Ziyinhuo in this world!"
"Little girl is not easy!"
The ten judges commented in amazement.
Although flames cannot represent cooking skills, high-level flames will undoubtedly bring great help in cooking.
"The Southwest Yangzhou Cooking Competition, I have inquired about it, but I didn't hear that this girl has a powerful flame, and even used firewood to make a fire during the competition."
"Maybe the opponent is too weak, there is no need to use it."
"In this way, this woman may bring us great surprises and surprises."
The judges locked on Liu Wanshi one after another, and the latter also noticed that she had released the Zao Junhuo and made a bit of a noise, so she hurriedly restrained her breath.
"Hoo hoo!"
Without the king-level oppressive force, the flames of the contestants gradually recovered.
However, after experiencing this incident, everyone's faces were extremely dignified.
At the beginning, they didn't take Liu Wanshi seriously. After all, women of the generation came to participate in the God of Cookery Competition because there was no one in Southwest Yangzhou.
But when Zao Junhuo was released and showed a strong oppression, he realized that this girl might be his rival on the way to win the championship!
"Miss Liu."
After Qian Songbao stabilized the flame, he was surprised: "I didn't expect you to have such a strong flame!"
"Do not talk."
Liu Wanshi said: "Concentrate on cooking."
"All right."
Qian Songbao kept his mouth shut, but after lighting the fire, he brought a catty of beef, and then selected various accessories from the basket.
"Clang!"
Suddenly, the sound of unsheathing came.
The contestants who were preparing the ingredients looked subconsciously, and saw that Lin Yao in front of the central stove had already sacrificed the dark kitchen knife hanging from his waist, and immediately slapped the other hand on the cutting board.
The spiritual energy vibrated, and all kinds of ingredients placed on it flew up immediately!
"brush!"
"brush!"
"brush!"
Swords and swords criss-cross.
"What a fast knife!"
A Martial King-level powerhouse frowned and said, "At least a hundred sword strikes in one breath!"
"One hundred and fifty-six times."
Jun Changxiao gave the precise number of times to make the knife, and said without a word: "If you don't practice the way of the knife well, there will be no one to come to be a cook."
The system said: "Everyone has his own aspirations."
"Too."
Jun Changxiao agreed.
After all, not to mention his appearance, he could become the strongest in another world, at least he could embrace a beautiful woman named Wudi, who was proud of the world, but he became the master of the sect.
Why.
Time and fate.
System: "You are so shameless, does your family know?"
…
"brush!"
Lin Yao put the kitchen knife in the sheath, and all the accessories were cut into strips, so thin that it could be threaded through a needle!
"powerful!"
"Worthy of being the foundation of the Great Sword King!"
"Using it to kill people can easily dismantle the target into countless pieces!"
Lin Yao's amazing swordsmanship amazed the warriors.
but.
Ma Yongning, who was sitting in front of the cafeteria in the Wangu sect, looked disdainful, and there was a kitchen knife nailed to the cutting board behind him.
Although Jun Changxiao gave him a cloud piercing knife, the kitchen knife is still in use because he has to be responsible for cutting vegetables.
Even though Ma Yongning seldom actually fights, but every day he fights in the cafeteria, his understanding of knife skills is increasing day by day, and he even gradually comprehended Ma's vegetable cutting method in cutting pier.
In his opinion, Lin Yao, who is a master of swordsmanship, is nothing more than flamboyant fists and embroidered legs. If he arranges to chop vegetables for tens of thousands of disciples, he will definitely give up.
"Old horse."
Ouyang Jun said: "Don't be dazed, prepare lunch quickly."
"Um."
Ma Yongning walked into the kitchen.
Putting on the apron skillfully, he drank a bowl of wine next to him, grabbed the kitchen knife with one hand, and turned his back to the camera and said: "A real master is not flashy, but can stand the test of time."
"brush!"
"Desert Dust!"
"brush!"
"Yellow sand flying around!"
"..."
The kitchen knife slashed across the void horizontally and vertically, and then inserted it into the chopping board again with a 'ding'.
The whole process was unremarkable, but the various auxiliary materials placed on the table were instantly broken into pieces from intact.
Although Ma Yongning is not as handsome as Lin Yao, but judging from his technique, he is more mature and solid.
"Um?"
Ouyang Jun, who was making a fire, poked his head and shouted, "Old Ma, what are you doing?"
"The medicine hall."
"Cut your finger again?"
Ma Yongning walked towards the medicine hall without saying a word.
He always turned his back to the camera, giving people a heavy feeling of solitary smoke in the desert and flying yellow sand.
master.
Worthy of being a master!
…
Back to the scene of the God of Cookery Competition.
After Lin Yaoxiu passed the knife skills, the other contestants got busy one after another, obviously not affected by the former.
Good knife skills just provide assistance.
What really determines strength is the skill of cooking!
"What kind of food?"
Liu Wanshi began to think, and various cuisines in Chinese recipes appeared in her mind.
Got it!
The little girl selected a large piece of tofu and various accessories, and then began to cut it seriously.
Sometimes she would come over to help chop vegetables. She might not be inferior to Lin Yao in terms of knife skills. Now she is cautious and hopes to be perfect.
In order to get good grades, in order not to disappoint the Suzerain, Liu Wanshi has already shown her best condition.
Jun Changxiao still knew her disciple very well. Looking at her serious appearance, she shook her head and said, "It's lucky and unfortunate that the contestants this year can compete with the girls on the same stage."
Fortunately, I can compete with such a strong culinary expert. Unfortunately, when she cooks seriously, she will definitely be hit hard.
The contestants were all working hard, only Qian Songbao occasionally looked at Liu Wanshi distractedly.
Participating in this God of Cookery Competition, he didn't pay attention to other people, but this girl made him feel a lot of pressure.
This stems from eating fried rice and sweet and sour carp on the way here.
Qian Songbao inherited the mantle of the God of Cookery, and at the same time inherited his father's foodie attributes. He is extremely sensitive to the taste of dishes, and even believes that even his master may not have cooked what he ate before.
It was for this reason that he didn't confess his true identity, but took out his father's token for participating in the God of Cookery Competition in the Upper Realm as the general judge.
To be exact.
After Qian Songbao ate fried rice and sweet and sour carp, he already had a sense of inferiority in his heart, especially he couldn't understand how a girl who was only a few years older than him could have such superb cooking skills
Liu Wanshi's culinary skills are strong, on the one hand, it comes from her talent, on the other hand, she is in charge of the back kitchen of the Wanguzong.
The scariest thing in this world is that talented people work very hard, how can those who comfort themselves with stupid birds fly first and work hard to make up for their weaknesses live
Qian Songbao withdrew his slightly frustrated mood and began to focus on cooking.
Time passed quietly.
An hour later.
The big table put together in front of the arena was filled with various works of the contestants one after another.
Although the fighters watching the light curtain can't smell the taste, they can also realize from the appearance of many dishes that this is definitely a first-class delicacy!
saliva!
Can't stop the flow!
Because Liu Wanshi was leaning against the corner, the dishes she made were served last, and they were served in a casserole with a lid on them, so no one knew what kind of cuisine it was.
"Ten judges are invited to evaluate!" Huang Jindu said.
"please!"
Ten master appraisers took their own tableware and walked to the table to start tasting, and will give corresponding scores after tasting.
"Ma Tiancheng has a total score of 79 and is eliminated!"
"The champion of the Northern Mozhou Cooking Competition was eliminated in the first round!"
"why why!"
Ma Tiancheng yelled at the judges unconvinced.
An old man with a sense of immortality said indifferently: "The heat and taste are a little bit worse."
"..."
The corners of everyone's mouths twitched.
It's just that they almost denied other people's works, these master tasters must be too tricky!