When that figure emerged from the darkness, all the Cooking Demon contestants frowned.
The middle-aged man dressed like a hippie raised his hand and lifted his sunglasses, revealing a stunned expression. "It's just the opening match. Why did they arrange such a troublesome opponent?"
"Hmm? Do you know Arum? "
"I met that guy in America half a year ago." The hippie Arum shook his head and said, "He's a very troublesome opponent. He's slippery like a snake. Old Mr. Guo should know that, right?"
"A Two-Star Chef Demon from Yingzhou. He's a rising star in recent years. I've heard a little about him."
The stooped old man from Dongxia leaned on his walking stick and studied the figure that was wrapped in resentment. He chuckled softly and said, "Shen Jinqing, the head chef of 'Three Roads' from Yoshizaka. He's not easy to deal with.
It seems that his Mountain Serpent Cuisine has improved a lot compared to the last time we met … The younger generation will surpass us in time. "
Mr. Guo sighed at his own inferiority, like a dying old wave on the beach. If it weren't for the fact that this old man liked to use his peers to make steamed buns, others might have believed him.
"I heard that it's Mountain Serpent Cuisine. Is it from Yingzhou?"
The burly Tattooed Chef Demon rubbed his chin and asked in heavily accented Latin, "I've never seen it before. What's so special about it?"
"Oh, Mr. Vladimir, are you pretending to be a newcomer to gather information again?"
The Tattooed Chef Demon smiled honestly. "I really don't know. Is there any kind-hearted person who can explain it to me?"
"Then we'll see."
The hippie Arum didn't take the bait. He shrugged and said, "We'll meet him sooner or later in the competition."
Among the many Chef Demons, Shen Jinqing, who inherited the Mountain Serpent Cuisine from Yingzhou, was undoubtedly one of the most difficult to deal with. No matter who it was, they would definitely be at a disadvantage the first time they met him.
It was an extremely dangerous technique. Whether it was to others or to oneself, even with the Chef Demon's ability to withstand it, he might die …
Vladimir smiled slyly. He didn't care that his opponent was hiding anything and started another topic.
"Then … what about the other one?"
"I don't know her." Arum shook his head and stared at the back of the woman called White Paper Moko with a confused expression.
According to the list that he knew, there should not be such a Cooking Demon in Yingzhou. There was no symbol, and he did not carry any tools. It was obvious that he had hidden his identity.
But even if she was a powerful character, with such a beautiful appearance, she shouldn't be unknown.
Could it be that he was a newcomer who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth and came to participate in the duel after getting his license plate?
That would be too naive. Even though they were both Cooking Demons, there was a decisive and terrifying difference in their star levels. Rashly challenging an opponent who was far stronger than oneself would really cause trouble.
"What do you think, Mr. Guo?" Arum cunningly threw the topic to the old man.
"She? That's amazing … Scary, scary, I always feel like I can't compare. "
After keeping Ji Hao in suspense, Old Chef Guo grinned, showing his white and sharp teeth, "Such a young and beautiful chef, even I have never heard of such a young and beautiful chef! Isn't that amazing?! "
"…"
The people around him couldn't help but want to roll their eyes. No one said anything.
In the silence, only Old Chef Guo's nose twitched a few times, and the permanent smile on his face became subtle.
Such an aura, it smelled like Mount Tengou … But, other than that, there was a strange aura that he had never seen before — a bitter and moist air with the smell of plants, the coldness of bones, and the fragrance of children.
Could it be the type that was similar to his Yi Ya Sect?
Or could it be that the teacher that he ate had another inheritance?
In his throat, the wrinkled and loose skin suddenly swelled up, like a python swallowing an iron ball, swallowing his rapidly secreting saliva.
He felt a strange hunger and thirst.
It had been a long time since he was so full of appetite. It was the instinctive anticipation and hunger of a Cooking Demon.
All of this kept telling him …
That there was something wrong with that woman!
.
.
Staring at the name on the cooking table, Huai Shi raised his head and looked at his opponent.
It was as if he had been soaked in dirty water for who knew how long.
That guy had a wet feeling … His long black hair clung to his face, and his smile was pale. He looked clean and capable, but there was always a pungent smell on him that couldn't be dispersed.
It felt like something was rotten.
While Huai Shi was looking at his opponent, his opponent was also looking at him.
"Oh, what a beautiful opponent. That's great, that's great."
The middle-aged man stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips, glancing at him with a faint smile and Zhen Xi, who was sitting in the audience seat behind him.
"Did you offend someone?"
Compared to the expressionless Huai Shi, Zhen Xi still didn't change her expression, but her eyes couldn't help but wander, showing a trace of uneasiness and guilt.
"Your employer seems to be a little unconfident, Madam?"
Shen Jinqing laughed with a hoarse voice, putting the toolbox in his hand beside him. He raised his head and suggested, "Before we start, do you want to admit defeat, Madam? To be honest … Your face is so perfect that I'm tempted. I really don't want to destroy this beauty."
"…"
Huai Shi wanted to retort back, but he was limited by his disguise and couldn't open his mouth.
Wait a minute. Are all of you living your life based on looks?
Can't you walk when you see a woman?
He could only roll his eyes to show his disdain.
"Oh? Did I offend you? "
Shen Jinqing chuckled strangely, "If that's the case, then there's no need to say more … For the sake of that delightful face, I won't let the pain last too long."
Beside him, the toolbox was opened.
The sound of steel rubbing against each other was heard, and a two-inch-long knife was pulled out. Under the dim light, it revealed a colorful and terrifying pattern.
The essence extracted from countless poisonous substances was finally created into a sharp weapon that could dissect and kill all living things.
"That guy, he took out his trump card at the beginning of the match?" Arum, who was in the audience, was stunned. "It's really as the legends say, a pervert who likes to get excited when his opponent is weak."
That was the true skill of Mountain Granny's cooking — the dark side of the mountains, the fallen mountain god, the projection of the divinity that grew and nurtured all things in hell.
Things that once grew and nurtured turned into cold and ferocious things.
After careful brewing and creation, it formed a terrifying poison that even the culinary demon couldn't withstand!
It was obviously delicious and irresistible, but after eating it, only despair and death were left … Once the utensils were picked up, the diner's life was already under the Mountain Granny's kitchen knife.
There was no irreverence or arrogance. Even though Shen Jinqing spoke frivolously, he chose to go all out from the beginning!
There was going to be a good show to watch now …
"So, are both sides ready?"
On the viewing platform that extended high up in the sky, behind the curtain, a coy voice that sounded like a castrate's pretentious posture sounded. As the High Emperor's envoy, the eunuch had white powder on his face. When he opened his mouth, the color of his teeth was pitch black. "Everything here has been witnessed by the Emperor. Both sides must not hide anything or slack off. Understood?"
No one responded.
But this was something to be expected.
That messenger didn't mind and waved his hand, indicating that Quan Jiang, who was kneeling beside him, would take care of the rest.
Thus, the old warrior stood up and took a step forward. His hoarse voice turned into thunder, echoing in this huge underground space.
"Then, fair and square, let's decide the victor!"
In that instant, the resounding bell sounded again.
"Kekeke! Very good, very good! "
Shen Jinqing laughed loudly, his slender fingers pressing on the kitchen table. The entire table suddenly shook, and countless tools flew out from the shelves. Then, with a shake of his shoulders, in a sticky sound, four arms stretched out from behind him, catching the falling tools and slowly spreading them out.
Just like the eight-legged spider, it was entrenched in his own domain.
The ingredients in the water tank beside him had already fallen onto the chopping board.
It was a … ferocious pufferfish!
It was located at the border of Kyoto — Yoshimi Ryōsaka. It was a famous chef's shop with a history of over six hundred years. It was a special breed raised by 'Three Roads' — Dragon Pufferfish!
It was ten times, a hundred times more delicious than ordinary pufferfish. At the same time, it was ten million times more terrifying than a normal pufferfish!
Its color was yellow and black, just like a flood dragon. The enormous pufferfish sinisterly twisted in the air, choosing its prey to swallow.
But in the wake of Shen Jinqing's smooth movements, the multicolored short knife scattered, and the Tiger Pufferfish's slippery body was already cut open in the air.
It didn't even have time to swell its body and release sharp spikes before its innards flowed out.
Then, he began to coldly dissect and slice it.
But what was astonishing was that even though it had already been dissected into a skeleton, the pufferfish's mouth was still opening with difficulty … It was still alive!
In order to maintain the peak of freshness and taste, 'Three Roads' was famous for this point in Hell's pufferfish cuisine.
Even in the instant it was served on the table, all the way until the honored guest ate, it was still able to maintain its vitality, exploding the diner's taste buds like a bomb.
As for whether it was poisonous or not … that depended on the chef's mood.
However, if it was a cuisine, it definitely wouldn't be as simple as sashimi.
As the inheritor of Mountain Serpent Cuisine and one of the head chefs of Three Roads, Shen Jinqing wouldn't simply deliver this kind of unsightly natural poison to his opponent's table.
In his hands, countless strange colored poisons had already been pulled out from the toolbox. They were processed smoothly like moving clouds and flowing water. Then, they were thrown into the burning cauldron, and began to boil the base of the thick soup.
This was the essence of sashimi, handheld, tempura, hotpot, mixed cooking, and the last white dessert, after gathering all kinds of fierce poisons.
— Hell's Killing Dragon, Iron Cannon Banquet!
A vague shadow appeared behind him. It was like a river formed by amber wine, the unceasingly flowing poisonous water of the underworld on the Three Roads River.
Resonating with the power from hell, this malice created by humans gave birth to the prototype of calamity.
Just a sniff … made Huai Shi's appetite soar.
In the Cage of Dreams, a group of crows began to caw loudly. They were already impatient!
But compared to the opponent's all-out effort, Huai Shi Suko was unusually lazy …
Unhurriedly, she reached out and rummaged through the cabinet of the kitchen counter. She didn't even plan to use her own tools. Then … she took out a mixing bottle.
After weighing it for a while, she found it to be quite handy.
Miss Suko's lips curled into a happy smile.
'This is it.'
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