The Falling Star Continent did not have the Stove God Fire, so when Liu Wanshi took it out, no one could tell what kind of fire element it was.
But that was not important.
What was important was that after the Stove God Fire appeared, all the contestants' flames, including Qian Songbao's Purple Hidden Flame, were suppressed.
"It's definitely not ordinary!"
"I didn't expect there to be a flame that can suppress the Purple Hidden Flame in this world!"
"This little girl is not simple!"
The ten judges exclaimed as they discussed.
Although flames did not represent cooking skills, a high-level flame would undoubtedly be of great help in cooking.
"I've asked about the Southwest Yangzhou Cooking Competition, but I've never heard of this girl having a powerful flame. She even used firewood to start a fire during the competition."
"Maybe her opponent was too weak to use it."
"If that's the case, this girl might bring us a big surprise."
The judges all locked their gazes on Liu Wanshi. She also realized that she had released the Stove God Fire and made a big commotion, so she hurriedly restrained her aura.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Without the pressure of the King-level flame, the contestants' flames gradually returned to normal.
However, after this incident, everyone's expression was extremely solemn.
At first, they did not take Liu Wanshi seriously. After all, she was a woman who came to participate in the God of Cookery Competition because there was no one in Southwest Yangzhou.
However, when the Stove God Fire was released and displayed an extremely powerful pressure, they realized that this girl might be a strong opponent on their way to becoming the champion!
"Miss Liu."
After Qian Songbao stabilized the flame, he said in surprise, "I didn't expect you to have such a powerful flame!"
"Don't talk."
Liu Wanshi said, "Focus on cooking."
"Okay."
Qian Songbao shut his mouth. After starting the fire, he took half a kilogram of beef and selected various ingredients from the basket.
Clang!
Suddenly, the sound of a knife being unsheathed was heard.
The contestants who were preparing ingredients subconsciously looked over and saw Lin Yao in front of the central stove had taken out the black kitchen knife hanging from his waist and slapped the chopping board with his other hand.
His spiritual energy vibrated, and the ingredients placed on the chopping board suddenly flew up!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The light of the knife and the shadow of the sword crisscrossed.
"What a fast knife technique!"
A King-level expert frowned and said, "At least 100 times in a breath!"
"156 times."
Jun Changxiao gave him the exact number of times he attacked with his knife. He was speechless as he said, "There's really no one else who would choose to be a chef instead of cultivating his knife path properly."
The System said, "Everyone has their own ambitions."
"That's true."
Jun Changxiao agreed.
After all, with his looks, even if he couldn't become the strongest person in the Other World, he could at least hug the thighs of a beautiful Martial Emperor and laugh proudly in the Pugilistic World. However, he just had to become the leader of a sect.
Sigh.
Time and fate.
The System said, "Does your family know how shameless you are?"
…
"Shua!"
Lin Yao put the kitchen knife back into the sheath. All the auxiliary materials were cut into strips so thin that they could be threaded with a needle!
"Strong!"
"As expected of the Great Saber King's personal disciple!"
"Using it to kill people can also easily dismember the target into countless pieces!"
Lin Yao's miraculous saber skills amazed the martial artists.
However.
In the Sect of All Times, Ma Yongning's eyes were filled with disdain as he sat in front of the cafeteria. There was a kitchen knife nailed to the chopping board behind him.
Although Jun Changxiao gave him a Cloud Piercing Knife, he was still using this kitchen knife because he was still responsible for cutting vegetables.
Although Ma Yongning rarely fought in actual combat, he helped out in the cafeteria every day. His understanding of the saber skills was also increasing day by day. He even gradually comprehended the Ma's Vegetable Cutting Technique while cutting vegetables.
Lin Yao who showed off his saber skills, in his opinion, was nothing more than fancy moves. If he was assigned to cut vegetables for tens of thousands of disciples, he would definitely fail.
"Old Ma."
Ou Yangjun said, "Don't just stand there. Hurry up and prepare lunch."
"Okay."
Ma Yongning walked into the kitchen.
He skillfully put on an apron and drank a bowl of wine beside him. He grabbed the kitchen knife with one hand and said with his back facing the camera, "A true master is not fancy, but can stand the test of time."
"Shua!"
"Desert Dust!"
"Shua!"
"Flying Yellow Sand!"
"…"
The kitchen knife cut across the void horizontally and vertically, and then it was inserted on the chopping board again with a "ding".
The whole process was plain and unadorned, but the various auxiliary materials placed on the table were instantly cut into pieces from their intact state.
Although Ma Yongning was not as showy as Lin Yao, his technique was more mature and sophisticated.
"Hmm?"
Ou Yangjun, who was making a fire, looked out and shouted, "Old Ma, where are you going?"
"The pharmacy."
"You cut your finger again?"
Ma Yongning walked to the pharmacy without a word.
He kept his back to the camera, giving off a heavy feeling of desert dust and flying yellow sand.
An expert.
Worthy of an expert!
…
Back at the God of Cookery Competition.
After Lin Yao showed off his knife skills, the other contestants got busy one after another, obviously unaffected by the former.
Good saber skills only provided assistance.
The real determining factor was cooking skills!
"What should I cook?"
Liu Wanshi began to think, and various cuisines from Chinese cookbooks appeared in her mind.
Got it!
The little girl picked out a large piece of tofu and various auxiliary materials, and then began to cut it seriously.
Sometimes she would come over to help cut the vegetables, and her knife skills were not inferior to Lin Yao's. Now that she was being careful, she hoped to do it perfectly.
In order to get a good result, in order not to disappoint the Patriarch, Liu Wanshi had already brought out her best state.
Jun Changxiao knew his disciple very well. Looking at her serious look, he shook his head and said, "The contestants this year are lucky and unlucky to be able to compete with this little girl on the same stage."
Lucky was to be able to compete with a powerhouse who was proficient in cooking. Unlucky was that when she cooked seriously, she would definitely be affected.
The contestants were busy working hard, and only Qian Songbao would occasionally be distracted to look at Liu Wanshi.
In this year's God of Cookery Competition, he did not care about the others, but this girl made him feel pressured.
This was because he had eaten 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, he also inherited his father's foodie attribute. He was extremely sensitive to the taste of food, and even believed that what he had eaten before, even his master might not be able to make it.
It was because of this that he did not reveal his true identity, but took out his father's token to participate in the God of Cookery Competition in the Upper Realm.
To be exact.
After eating fried rice and sweet and sour carp, Qian Songbao's heart was already filled with a sense of inferiority. He especially could not understand how a girl who was only a few years older than him could have such superb cooking skills.
Liu Wanshi's cooking skills were strong, partly because of her talent, and partly because she was in charge of the kitchen of the Sect of All Times.
The scariest thing in this world was a talented person who was also very hardworking. How could those who comforted themselves by saying that the clumsy bird flies early and that hard work can make up for one's lack of talent live?
Qian Songbao collected his slightly depressed mood and began to focus on cooking.
Time passed quietly.
Two hours later.
The big table in front of the ring was pieced together, and it was filled with the contestants' various dishes.
Although the martial artists who were watching the screen could not smell the flavor, they could tell from many of the dishes that this was definitely a first-class delicacy!
Saliva!
Unstoppable!
As Liu Wanshi was sitting in the corner, the dishes she cooked were the last to be served. They were served in a casserole pot with a lid on top, so no one knew what kind of cuisine it was.
"Let's invite the ten judges to evaluate!" Huang Jinfan said.
"Please!"
The ten judges took their own cutlery and walked to the table to taste it. After tasting it, they would give the corresponding score.
"Ma Tiancheng has a total score of 79, eliminated!"
"The champion of the Northern Desert State Culinary Competition has been eliminated in the first round!"
"Why! Why! "
Ma Tiancheng roared at the judges in dissatisfaction.
An old man with a sage-like demeanor said lightly, "The heat and taste are a little off."
"…"
Everyone's mouth twitched.
Just a little off and they rejected the other person's work. These judges were too picky!
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