It began!
The young man had touched the sealed task.
It was a task that had baffled countless Divine Chefs. Even an Earth Divine Chef had failed miserably in this task!
The Divine Chef Temple had spent a lot of money to invite many Divine Chefs, but none of them could solve this task!
Could this young man do it this time?
In fact, no one was optimistic about this young man.
The young man was only a Demigod, which meant that he was just a Spirit Divine Chef. There were many Spirit Divine Chefs present, but none of them could handle the first ingredient of this task well.
The Kitchen Knife of Affliction was really strong, but it was too difficult to control.
The golden characters in Bu Fang's eyes slowly faded away, and he had a clear understanding of the task in his mind.
This so-called task was somewhat similar to the tasks provided by the System.
Of course, in terms of difficulty, it was even greater.
With a thought in his mind …
The Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife fell into Bu Fang's hand.
From the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife, a deafening dragon roar reverberated. Everyone's eyes narrowed.
"This kitchen knife is … extraordinary!"
"I can't believe I can't tell what level this kitchen knife is at!"
"I can't believe this Spirit Divine Chef can master a kitchen knife of this level!"
…
The people present were all Divine Chefs. They all had a good eye, and they had a basic understanding of kitchen knives.
As soon as the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife appeared, its aura and sharpness made everyone suck in a cold breath.
Even if it was compared to the kitchen knives of several Earth Divine Chefs, it would not be weaker!
"The first ingredient is a radish. Make nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine cuts on the surface of the radish with the Kitchen Knife of Affliction. The interval between each cut must be the same, and the depth of the cut must be the same.
Bu Fang took a deep breath.
The task of making nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine cuts on the radish did not sound difficult, but it was very difficult to do.
Moreover, the knife was not just a simple cut. The depth and interval of the cut must be the same, and a complete pattern must be carved.
This was a very strict test of knife skills!
Even a Divine Chef, who had immersed himself in knife skills for countless years, might be able to do it. Ordinary Divine Chefs might not be able to do it in one go.
Furthermore … he had a time limit.
It needed to be completed within an hour.
This undoubtedly increased the difficulty of the mission once again!
Bu Fang narrowed his eyes.
He calmed himself down.
Calm yourself down.
His eyes narrowed as he gripped the kitchen knife and reached out to grab the white radish, preparing to process it.
Kitchen Knife of Affliction …
It was a domineering name.
Bu Fang began to carefully reflect on this knife technique.
In fact, every Divine Chef fell into a crazy shock after comprehending the knife technique.
This knife skill was simply god-like.
It was a supreme knife technique that made people go crazy and yearn for it …
A knife technique that could give even a Divine Chef an unparalleled fighting prowess …
He flicked his finger lightly.
Bu Fang was expressionless.
Once he started cooking, Bu Fang would become cold and detached.
The radish flew up and floated in the void.
Bu Fang held the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife and began to work.
He was using the Kitchen Knife of Affliction. With one slash, it was as if he had slashed countless times.
Countless phantoms appeared before everyone's eyes, filling up their field of vision.
Slash …
The kitchen knife came into contact with the ingredients, causing them to slowly split apart.
Streaks of saber marks appeared on it.
The task did not specify what kind of pattern to carve on the radish.
However, the carving pattern would certainly affect the knife technique.
Everyone held their breaths as they stared fixedly at the array.
A number emerged on it.
It showed the number of slashes Bu Fang had made.
The number was jumping crazily!
"One, ten, fifteen, thirty …"
The jumping of the number was irregular, but it was extremely fast.
As long as the number was displayed, it meant that the number of effective slashes had been made.
As long as the effective slashes reached nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, Bu Fang would have completed the first small step of the mission!
This was definitely exciting!
Slash … Slash …
Bu Fang was as steady as Mount Tai. Every time he swung his blade, thousands of afterimages would appear.
Behind him, countless knife lights followed.
The radish's chips flew in all directions.
It attracted everyone's attention!
"So … so fast!"
"Amazing! I can't believe he has mastered his knife technique so well in such a short time! "
"It looks like the first small task is not difficult for him!"
The surrounding Divine Chefs were all shocked.
It was the first time they had seen such a skillful knife technique. Moreover, as Bu Fang continued to slash, waves of pressure emerged from his body.
It was different from divine pressure.
It appeared through the superposition of his knife technique.
The more knife energy he slashed out, the stronger the pressure.
The number kept jumping.
At this moment, it had already broken through one thousand!
And now, it had only been five breaths of time!
Her fair hands gripped the railing so tightly that blue veins popped up on her forehead.
Clearly, she was not calm at all.
"Two thousand!"
A Divine Chef exclaimed.
At this moment, all eyes fell on Bu Fang.
Every Divine Chef would be very serious when faced with this task. If they failed, their divine sense would be damaged, and it would take them at least half a year to recover.
If they were hurt too many times, it might even cause irreparable damage.
It would remain in the Divine Chef's divine sense forever.
Therefore, no one dared to challenge the task at will.
"Five thousand! Faster and faster! Steadier and steadier! "
"He's so strong! He's so fast! "
"I remember that the first small task was set by an Earth Divine Chef, Master Cheng, but it took him thirty breaths of time!"
…
The Divine Chefs exclaimed. In their eyes, Bu Fang's speed was getting faster and faster.
They felt that a new record was about to be set.
Bu Fang's divine sense seemed to become empty.
All that was left in front of him were the kitchen knives.
The Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife buzzed and flashed with golden light.
Thousands of knife lights gathered on Bu Fang's body.
He furrowed his brows. 'Not fast enough!
Can this Kitchen Knife of Affliction be faster?
I still haven't mastered it well enough.
If I can master it, I can make nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine slashes with one slash, and I can condense the pressure to the peak … '
The Kitchen Knife of Affliction … This knife technique could be called a divine power!
It should be noted that divine powers could only be comprehended by Gods who comprehended the supreme Laws of the Universe.
For example, Lord Gou comprehended the Time divine power, which was a terrible ability to slow down time.
That divine power was an innate talent, and it was extremely terrifying!
Bu Fang held his breath and did not even dare to exhale. He was afraid that if he exhaled, it would mess up his movements and ruin his series of knife skills.
Buzz …
The shadow of a dragon emerged behind Bu Fang.
It was the shadow of a dragon when the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife was swung to its limit.
It wheeled around him as if a true dragon had descended to the world.
"Eight thousand!"
Someone exclaimed. The whole place was filled with the sound of people sucking in their breaths.
Luo Sanniang's pupils constricted.
'Am I going to succeed?!'
A look of surprise came over her beautiful face.
They all stared at the numbers, watching as the numbers kept jumping.
Buzz …
Finally …
The number jumped. Nine thousand!
Nine thousand one hundred!
Nine thousand two hundred!
Nine thousand three hundred!
…
The crowd saw steam rising from Bu Fang's body as if it was about to evaporate.
The pressure emanating from Bu Fang's body almost solidified.
Even Luo Sanniang, who was a mid-grade God, felt her heart skip a beat.
Suddenly …
Everyone froze, not daring to say a word.
The number on the array kept jumping.
It became nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine …
Bu Fang didn't stop moving. He slashed the knife down, accompanied by countless shadows.
Bu Fang's eyes lit up.
The Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife spun in his hand, and then he held it firmly!
Boom!
At this moment, the pressure that Bu Fang had been holding back for a long time was finally released!
Boom!
The pressure spread in all directions.
The surrounding Divine Chefs staggered back.
The Spirit Divine Chefs fell to their knees, while the Earth Divine Chefs bent their knees. They couldn't move, and they were forcibly suppressed.
A crack rang out.
In the end, the railing was broken by Luo Sanniang.
Luo Sanniang's eyes widened.
She couldn't believe it.
Twenty breaths!
It only took Bu Fang twenty breaths to complete the first small task!
He was ten breaths ahead of Master Cheng's record!
A monster!
A monster of the culinary path!
A Spirit Divine Chef with a promising future!
At this moment, Luo Sanniang realized how important Bu Fang was!
"Mister …"
Luo Sanniang murmured and called out subconsciously.
However …
As soon as she said that, her pupils constricted again!
The crowd was in an uproar.
That was because Bu Fang's hand shook, and the piece of white tofu fell into his flat palm.
Before the crowd could see what exactly Bu Fang had cut with the radish nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times, he was going to continue the challenge!
'He doesn't want to rest?'
One should know that he could pause time to rest and recover his divine sense after completing a task.
However, Bu Fang didn't choose to rest. Instead, he started the second small task?!
This little chef … Is … Is he intoxicated?!
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