From this scene, it could be seen how much the commoners of the Huarong Empire respected the military. With such a culture, how could the empire not be strong? No wonder it could become the strongest country in the continent.
A slender man walked out from the crowd. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was slender. His waist was soft when he walked. He wore a white robe that accentuated his handsome face. It was impossible to tell his age from his appearance. Without using a magic loudspeaker, he smiled and said, "Thank you, Fatso Hua. You may not know me, but let me introduce myself. I am the new marshal of the Northeast Army. My name is Arc Light." His voice was a little soft, but his voice was even clearer than Fatty Hua's voice when he was using a magic loudspeaker.
The crowd was in an uproar. This marshal who looked like a woman did not make the people feel disgusted. Most of the people showed strong respect in their eyes. Nian Bing could vaguely hear someone beside her saying, "Heavens! Was he the Arc Light Marshal who was also known as the Demon Marshal? He was transferred from the Northern Army to us. This is great. I heard that he is Swordsman! "
Nian Bing's heart skipped a beat. This marshal, who seemed to be his sister-in-law, actually had the strength of a Martial Sage. He was definitely not someone easy to deal with since he had been transferred from the northern army to be the marshal here. She asked the enthusiastic crowd in a low voice and immediately found out some things about Arc Light. It turned out that before Arc Light came to the Northeast Army, he was the Deputy Marshal of the Northern Army. He had led the army to many battles with the Langmu Empire. He was known for his cruelty and bloodthirstiness. It was said that his sword had drunk the blood of thousands. If anyone was fooled by his appearance, they would be the first to die. Now that he was transferred here, it was obvious that he had been promoted. His nickname in the imperial capital was Demon Snake. However, the people of the Huarong Empire were very respectful to him and directly called him the Demon Marshal.
On the stage. Demon Marshal Arc Light revealed a smile that could mesmerize men. "Well, I won't disturb everyone's appreciation of the gorgeous culinary skills. This time, Hua Fatso and I will be the chief judges. My tongue is very sharp, so the chefs who are preparing to participate in the competition should work hard." After saying that, he nodded slightly to everyone and walked over from behind the round table. The crowd automatically parted to the sides and watched as the Arc Light and Guizhou Warriors walked up to the left and right stands. At this time, only Hua Fatso was left on the stage.
Fatty Hua cleared his throat and smiled faintly, the fat on his face constantly trembling. "I, Fatty Hua, have only one hobby in my entire life. For this hobby, I started learning how to cook when I was seven years old, and I've worshipped many masters. This year, I have been cooking for 50 years. Now, I only have one wish. It was to promote his culinary skills and let more people eat delicious food. The rewards for this competition are more generous than before. In the previous competitions, we were the ones who recommended the champions to participate in the God of Cookery Competition. However, with the increasing influence of the Huarong Culinary Challenge, I discussed with the organizing committee of the God of Cookery Competition. This time, the top three of the competition will have the opportunity to participate in the God of Cookery Competition. At the same time, the rewards have also been increased. The chefs who enter the semi-finals will each be rewarded 100 purple gold coins, and the ten chefs who enter the finals will each be rewarded 500 purple gold coins. The top three will be rewarded with 2000 purple gold coins, 1500 purple gold coins, and 800 purple gold coins respectively. Sigh, Hua Fatso is going to go bankrupt again. Those who still want to sign up should hurry up. Today is the last day of registration. "His funny appearance caused the crowd to burst into laughter.
Nian Bing's heart was beating violently. How could he let go of such an opportunity? He didn't care about the reward. What he cared about was the opportunity to compete with high-level chefs. Whether it was Zha Ji's previous narration or his own experience, they all told him that under the pressure of a competition, chefs would often perform in two ways. One was to lose their standard due to nervousness, and the other was to exceed their standard and make more delicious food. Without a doubt, Nian Bing belonged to the latter.
Without any hesitation, he asked the crowd about the location of the Hua Long Restaurant and immediately squeezed out of the crowd. Whether it was the Hua Long Chef Challenge or the God of Cookery Competition, he would never give up.
The Hua Long Restaurant was much more luxurious than Nian Bing had imagined. If the Daicheng Pavilion was the representative of luxuriousness, then the Hua Long Restaurant was the peak of luxuriousness. The eleven-story building represented the highest level of architecture in the Yangon continent. The entire building was semi-circular, like a big mouth facing the Taru Square. The whole building was completely covered in gold. The four words' Hua Long Restaurant 'each occupied an area of about ten feet. The golden brilliance was particularly obvious under the sunlight. Although there were only four waitresses at the entrance responsible for receiving guests, their quality was much higher than those at the Daicheng Pavilion. They were all about 1.75 meters tall, their slender figures were so moving under the white dress. Their beautiful faces were pure and charming. Although they were not as stunning as Feng Nu, they could still be considered as high class beauties.
At the entrance of the restaurant, Nian Bing was just about to enter when he was stopped by a sister-in-law. Her charming face maintained a charming smile, "Sir, I'm sorry. Because of the Hua Long Cooking Competition, the restaurant is temporarily closed."
Nian Bing smiled slightly, his handsome face causing the woman to be slightly stunned. "Hello, I'm here to sign up." The young woman was obviously the head of the four women at the entrance. Whether it was her manners or her appearance, she was the best. After a slight loss of composure, she immediately returned to normal. Somewhat surprised, she said, "You want to participate in this competition? But, you are so young … "The golden age of a chef was between forty and fifty years old. Whether it was their physical condition or the time and experience of cooking, it was the best. Although there were young people participating in this competition, it was extremely rare. There was only one young person who was able to enter the semi-finals.
Nian Bing nodded and said, "Could it be that the competition has an age limit? As the saying goes, one's ambition is not determined by one's age. The level of cooking is not used to measure one's talent. "
The young woman bowed slightly and said, "I'm sorry, sir. It's my fault. Please come with me." Her gentle attitude of service immediately increased Ling Nian Bing's favorable impression of her. He nodded with a smile and followed the young woman into the Hua Long Restaurant.
As soon as they entered, they saw a huge hall. The center of the hall was obviously for reception, and there were hundreds of tables placed on both sides. The decorations were mainly golden, and coupled with a clean red carpet, it looked exceptionally gorgeous. Just the surrounding pillars around the hall were carved with golden dragons. The value was unimaginable. The craftsmanship was very exquisite, and even the dragon's scales could be seen clearly.
Under the guidance of the young waitress. Nian Bing was directly brought to the second floor. According to the waitress, the entire second floor was the kitchen of the Hua Long Restaurant.
Sure enough, when they arrived at the second floor, Nian Bing was shocked by the scene in front of him. The entire second floor was made up of kitchens, and it was divided into several parts. The largest part was where ordinary chefs cooked. At this moment, the preliminary round of the Hualong Culinary Competition was being held here. At least a hundred chefs were working hard in order to enter the semi-finals and show their faces on the huge round platform. There were also many people waiting on the side. Beside the chefs who were cooking, some people in blue clothes were patrolling back and forth. Each of them held a board in their hands and were constantly recording something on it.
"Sir, look, this is the competition venue. The innermost part is the judging panel. After the dishes are finished, they will be sent to taste and judge, and they will decide whether or not they can enter the semi-finals. "The beautiful waitress explained to Nian Bing. Nian Bing's handsome appearance made her more talkative than usual.
Nian Bing nodded and said, "Then what's the place that's been separated? Is it also the kitchen? "
The beautiful waitress said, "Yes, that is the place where the senior chefs of our Hua Long Restaurant cook. In this competition, our Hua Long Restaurant also sent three chefs to participate, and they have already entered the semi-finals. Alright, I will take you to sign up. "
Under her guidance, the two of them came to a small room beside the kitchen hall. There was an old man sitting in the room, who looked to be sixty or seventy years old. Lazily leaning on the back of the chair, he was dozing off. His appearance was very ordinary, and there was no difference between him and an ordinary old man, but there was a small sarcoma on his forehead. Seeing this scene, Nian Bing couldn't help but feel moved.
The beautiful waitress walked to the old man's side. Respectfully, she said, "Elder Ling, someone has signed up."
The old man opened his eyes, and when he saw the young girl, he immediately revealed a kind smile, "Girl, it's you again! Are you tired standing outside? I already told Hua Fatso to change your work place, but you refused. Really, it's not good for your skin to stand outside all the time. "
The young girl faintly smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern. If you have time, can't you make some good food for us to eat?"
Nian Bing took a step forward and said, "Hello, I want to sign up for the competition."
The old man's gaze turned to Nianbing, and when he saw his handsome appearance, he couldn't help but frown, "You want to sign up, right? What is your name, and do you have any cooking skills that you are good at? This is a cooking competition, and we don't accept cooked wheaten food masters and cold spices masters to sign up. "
"My name is Nian Bing, and I don't have any special skills. I can cook most dishes."
The old man curled his lips, "Young man, your tone is not small! Alright, I want to see what skills you have. There is no fee for signing up for this competition, but you will need to pass my test. " As he said that, he took out a shiny wooden tablet from under the table and handed it to Nian Bing, saying, "No matter what method you use, you have to neatly engrave your name on it. I'll give you ten breaths of time."
Nian Bing took the wooden tablet, but didn't move. His gaze fell on the old man's hands, which were definitely not a pair of hands that should appear on someone of his age. The old man's hands were slender and white, emitting a faint glow.
His hands were glowing, and his nails were extremely neatly trimmed. Even though his hands didn't have prominent joints, Nian Bing could clearly feel that they were filled with explosive power. He subconsciously exclaimed, "Spiritual Chef Na Yan."
Hearing these four words, the old man's eyes lit up, and the contempt from before completely disappeared, "You know me?"
Nian Bing faintly smiled, and said, "I didn't expect to see you here. Let me finish your test first." Holding the wooden tablet in his left hand, he extended his right index finger, and a faint blue light condensed on it. Nian Bing waved his hand, and two words appeared on the wooden tablet. These two words were completely natural, without the slightest trace of carving, yet they were deeply confined within the wooden tablet.
Spirit Chef Na Yan didn't look at the wooden tablet in Nian Bing's hand, but sized him up, "There aren't many people who can recognize you, and I don't think we've met before. How did you do it?"
Nian Bing faintly smiled, and said, "This isn't difficult. Spirit Chefs seem to have two titles, one is the Double Head Chef, the other is the Jade Hand Chef. Although these two titles aren't as illustrious as the name Spirit Chef, I saw these two characteristics on you. After a bold guess, I actually hit the jackpot."
Na Yan deeply glanced at Nian Bing, "So you should be the disciple of an old friend. There aren't many people who know of these two titles of mine. Who's your master?"
Nian Bing faintly smiled, and said, "Senior Spirit Chef, you don't have to ask me now. You'll naturally understand once you watch my competition. The reason I didn't say it wasn't because I didn't respect you, but because I was afraid of weakening my master's name. May I ask where I should participate in the preliminaries? "As he spoke, he extended his hand in front of Na Yan.
At this moment, the female attendant at the side noticed that Nian Bing's hand was actually extremely similar to Na Yan's, similarly slender and smooth, and even slightly more lustrous.
Na Yan's eyes repeatedly flickered, "I didn't expect to meet the disciple of an old friend. Young man, you're very interesting. Ling Dang, take him directly to the semi-finals to register, and say that I said he doesn't have to participate in the preliminaries. "
The attendant, Ling Dang, was stunned, and said, "Elder Ling, this isn't good. It doesn't conform to the rules."
Na Yan indifferently smiled, and said, "I'm here for the assessment. Yu Li girl, if you go and watch the competition, you'll understand what I mean. Young man, you have to work hard. I hope to see you in the finals. Don't be careless. Among the people participating in the competition this time, there are some that even I don't have the confidence to defeat. "
Nian Bing's heart was startled. Even the Spirit Chef God, ranked fourth among the five Gods of Cookery, said this, it could be seen that the strength of the competition's opponents were strong. She immediately nodded her head in agreement.
Ling Dang brought Nian Bing to register, but the Spirit Chef Na Yan's eyes revealed deep emotions, "Old ghost, I haven't seen you for several decades. I didn't expect your disciple to actually come out of the mountain. Although he didn't say it clearly, how could I not recognize the technique that evolved from his Ghost Condor Knife Technique? The successor of the continent's number one Ghost Chef also came to participate in the competition. It seems that I can't sit still here. "
Smoothly obtaining the qualifications for the semi-finals, Nian Bing was arranged to be on the second day of the competition. After asking, she found out that there were no more people signing up. In the past ten days, there were a total of one hundred and thirty chefs who had entered the semi-finals. Finally, after a cooking show on the round stage outside, after a comprehensive evaluation, only ten people entered the finals. On the last day of the competition, they would compete together to determine the ranking. The competition was very simple. The preliminary round was to process the materials stipulated by Hua Long, and the semi-finals was to cook a dish that one was good at. The final competition would be divided into three rounds. The first round was for the people of Hua Long to choose the materials to process. The second round was for the examiners to propose various requirements for the finalists to complete. The last round was free to do as one wished.
Holding the wooden sign with the symbol, Nian Bing left Hua Long Restaurant. Since her competition was tomorrow, then she would watch the competition of others. As for what dish she would cook tomorrow, Nian Bing was not worried at all. After all, for a chef of her ability, there was no flaw in her self-confidence. Today, Ling Nian Bing's biggest gain was that she met the Spirit Chef Na Yan. Zha Ji had once told her that although the Five Gods of Cooking were ranked one after the other, in fact, the difference in cooking skills between them was very small. Everyone had their own unique skills. Nian Bing now very much wanted to see Na Yan's cooking skills. Only by competing with a master chef would she be able to help her the most.
The semi-finals in the Taru Square were already in full swing. When Nian Bing came to the square again, she was already unable to squeeze into the crowd to watch closely. The surging tide of people was not noisy. It seemed that the people here all understood that only by giving the chefs the best environment, could they see the best cooking skills. Fortunately, Nian Bing's eyesight was amazing after eating the snake gall. Although the distance was very far. She was barely able to see it clearly.
After some observation, Nian Bing was shocked to discover that the chefs who had made it into the semi-finals were all rather capable. Not only were they skilled in cooking, but the creativity they displayed in their culinary skills was something that ordinary chefs couldn't compare to. All kinds of gorgeous cooking skills were constantly displayed on the competition stage. Seeing this, Nian Bing did not shrink back in the slightest. Instead, she was very excited. She knew that her decision to participate in the competition was very correct. Every chef here had something to learn from him.
After all, high level chefs could not be compared to ordinary chefs. Although there were only ten people cooking on the stage, because the height of the competition stage was suitable, coupled with their profound cooking skills, the fragrance actually covered most of the area of the Taru Square.
The competition went on round after round. Because the competition stage was always rotating slowly, Nian Bing could not see the movements of everyone clearly. However, just by observing a part of it, she was already inspired by it. In particular, some of the chefs used special methods when cooking, which made her greatly admire them.
When it came to the fifth round of the semi-finals, Nian Bing's eyes lit up. She saw a young man who was about the same age as her. Although this person's appearance was ordinary. His body exuded a familiar feeling. When the fifth round of the semi-finals began, the others were already busy cooking their own dishes, but he did not move. Instead, he concentrated on a few simple vegetables on the kitchen table. His eyes were very calm, but very focused, as if he wanted to see through the vegetables on the kitchen table and see the expression on his face. Nian Bing knew that she had met the strongest opponent after Zi Xiu. She was too familiar with this expression. Only top level chefs could have this kind of expression!
Perhaps feeling Nian Bing's concentration, the young man raised his head. His eyes just happened to meet with Nian Bing's. The light in their eyes ignited intense sparks in the air. The young man pursed his lips, and the corners of his mouth rose. Nianbing threw a provocative look at him. Nian Bing looked at him calmly. At this time, the young man's hand moved.
Phantom. Nian Bing saw a phantom in her eyes. The young man's simple right hand actually brought out a phantom in the air. In an instant, the vegetables on the kitchen table disappeared. At this time, his eyes were still looking at Nian Bing. The afterimages of the hands filled the air. Aside from not being able to block the gaze that was like a cold star, they actually completely blocked the young man's body. It was as if there were thousands of hands waving continuously. Every time they waved, they would bring about several colors. Those were the colors of vegetables.
The audience below also noticed this strange scene. Their eyes immediately focused on the young man. Nian Bing exclaimed in her heart, "Phantom Split Thousand Slicing Hands." She actually saw one of the Seven Great Forbidden Hands in this competition. This Phantom Split Thousand Slicing Hands was ranked fifth among the Seven Great Forbidden Hands. It was slightly inferior to the Mysterious Jade Hands. From the young man's proficiency and his free and easy movements, Nian Bing could clearly feel that this young man had completely grasped the mystery of the Thousand Slicing Hands. Needless to say, this young man was definitely a genius chef.
When Nian Bing wanted to see what this young man could do, it was a little too late. This was because the round table had already spun in another direction. When the round table turned again, the young man's hands had already stopped moving. He quietly left the round table, leaving behind a plate of colorful vegetables. Looking at this dish, Nian Bing knew that this young man would definitely be able to enter the finals on the last day. It wasn't just because of the appearance of the Thousand Slicing Hands. Just the perfect combination of the vegetables and the oil was enough to tell her everything.
The fifth round of the semi-finals ended. The results would only be announced on the second day of the competition. Just before the sixth round of the semi-finals began, Nian Bing's mental strength suddenly stirred. She felt that someone was looking at her. Subconsciously, she turned around to look. She discovered that not far behind her, the young man who had displayed the Phantom Split Thousand Slicing Hands was looking at her. His face revealed a trace of a smile.
Nian Bing turned around and slowly walked in front of the young man. The two of them stared at each other. As they got closer, Nian Bing could clearly feel that this young man wasn't ordinary. He had an ordinary appearance, but he exuded an otherworldly aura. It was a little out of proportion to his body. His hands were about an inch long, and his hands were very big. They were also a little out of proportion to his body. His fingernails were about an inch long, and they were sparkling like jade. They looked extremely clean. Nian Bing knew that people who were proficient in the Phantom Split Thousand-cut Hands would not use a kitchen knife. His hands were the best weapons.
"Hello, your performance just now was very exciting." Nian Bing took the initiative to greet the other party.
The young man smiled indifferently and said, "Since you were able to look at him from the beginning, I presume you are also a fellow practitioner?"
Nian Bing nodded and said, "My semi-finals will be tomorrow."
The young man smiled slightly. "I am called Little Tian."
"I am Nian Bing. I am very pleased to meet you. I think we will meet in the finals."
Little Tian smiled confidently. Although his smile was somewhat provocative, it was not annoying. "With me here, I am afraid you can only be third place. I will do my best in the finals."
"Third place?" Nian Bing looked at him with some surprise.
Little Tian pursed his lips in the direction of the semi-finals stage and said, "Although I have not seen your skills, you will not be able to surpass me. But I don't think you can surpass her, but I believe that she can't beat me. "
Nian Bing turned around to look. The sixth semi-finals had already begun. There was no need for Little Tian to point it out. He already knew who Little Tian was talking about. It was a young girl with the same ordinary appearance as Little Tian. She wore a pure white chef's uniform and looked so clean. The young girl on the stage did not observe with great concentration like Little Tian. However, a faint layer of light rose in front of her. It was a gentle and bright light. It was not magic. The light and shadow were brought out by her pair of nimble little hands.
If Little Tian's hands were big, then this young girl's hands were small. Her pure white hands were abnormally white. In front of her was a cauliflower. Under the effect of her small hands, the cauliflower was being broken into small even pieces. The light was produced because she was too fast and the luster on her hands was illuminated by the sunlight.
Nian Bing said with some astonishment, "This should be the White Snow Floating Heavenly Spirit Hand. This is the extinct legacy of Spirit Chef Senior Yan!"
The White Snow Floating Heavenly Spirit Hand. It was ranked sixth among the Seven Great Forbidden Hands. It was an effective method to cut any material. It was said that as long as a material was cut by the Heavenly Spirit Hand, it would be imbued with spirituality. Of course, Nian Bing knew that this saying was wrong. In fact, the Heavenly Spirit Hand's greatest characteristic was that it could bring out the advantages of the material in an instant. It was the best preparation method before cooking. Just from the material aspect, it was above the Thousand Cutting Hands. It was just that the Thousand Cutting Hands could be used in a wider range, which was why it was ranked above it.
The young girl's movements were not obvious. It was far from Little Tian's gorgeous technique. However, her calmness told Nian Bing clearly that this was an extremely strong opponent. Moreover, she definitely had an inseparable relationship with Spirit Chef Na Yan.
If it was said that Zi Qingmeng had only learned thirty percent of Zi Xiu's cooking skills, then Nian Bing was sure that this young girl had at least eighty percent of Spirit Chef Na Yan's strength. No wonder Na Yan himself did not participate in the competition. It turned out that he already had a suitable successor. It seemed that he was not without opponents in the younger generation!
"She's called Momo. She's Spirit Chef Na Yan's niece. She started learning cooking from Na Yan when she was five years old. It's said that not only did she completely inherit Na Yan's cooking skills, she even surpassed them. This time, she has always been my greatest opponent before coming to participate in the Chinese Dragon Competition. Of course, now there's also you. Even so, I will still win. "Little Tian's voice was full of confidence.
Nian Bing turned around and looked at him. She said indifferently, "Let's see who's the real deal in the competition. Saying anything now is unnecessary." After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked out of the plaza. To him, there was no need to continue watching. He had already seen what he needed to see. Little Tian's challenge had aroused Nian Bing's desire to battle.
Looking at Nian Bing's departing figure, Little Tian smiled. "As expected of someone who I consider to be my opponent. It seems that the world of cooking is full of newcomers! His hands seem to be very special. I just don't know what he's good at. "
Just as Nian Bing left, two more people appeared in the viewing area. One of them was a middle-aged man dressed in white robes. He brought a petite young girl to the rostrum and sat down beside Devil Marshal Arc Light.
Arc Light turned his head and revealed an excited smile. "Old Xi, you're finally here." “
"Don't look at me like that. Don't you think you're disgusting?" The middle-aged man's words shocked everyone in the VIP seats. It wasn't the first time they saw someone who dared to speak to Demon Marshal Arc Light like that.
Arc Light didn't seem to hear the other party's sarcasm. He chuckled and said, "Old Xi, I haven't seen you for a few years. You're not the same as before. I just didn't expect you to really come. This isn't your style!" “
The middle-aged man said unhappily, "Do you think I wanted to come here? I had no choice but to be tortured by Kitty. The middle-aged man was the continent's only Dragon Summoner, Hillard. Naturally, his beloved daughter, Kitty, came with him.
Kitty blinked her cute big eyes and looked at Arc Light. "Little Magic Snake, my pet just so happens to be lacking a little snake …"
Arc Light seemed to be a little afraid of Kitty. His expression changed and he smiled bitterly. "Kitty, you should call me Uncle." “
Kitty looked at him curiously and said, "But, even Daddy doesn't know whether you're Uncle or Auntie! Daddy said that a man who doesn't like women can't be called Uncle. Little Magic Snake, I heard that your Magic Snake Guard has increased again. Can you take me to play? " “
Arc Light felt a chill in his heart. He clearly remembered the last time Kitty was "playing" in his famous Demonic Snake Guards in Hua Rong Empire. It seemed that a fox had casually urinated in the guards, and as a result, it attracted the master's magical beast, causing the whole Demonic Snake Guards to be in a mess. Some of them had accidentally drunk the water in the tank where the fox had urinated. They had to lie in bed for a whole month before they could regain their fighting strength. In his eyes, Kitty was definitely a little witch.
"This … Kitty, I sent the Magic Snake Guard out on business. Let's talk about it later." “
Kitty blinked her big eyes. "Really? But we clearly saw them when we came! I even let the fox and the cow go in to play. " “
Arc Light's expression changed greatly. He stood up abruptly and looked at Hillard. However, Hillard was looking at the chefs competing on the round table as if everything had nothing to do with him. Arc Light coughed awkwardly and said, "You, you guys watch first. I have something to deal with first." His figure flashed and disappeared, leaving behind a faint silver light on the spot where he had been standing.
Kitty giggled. "Daddy, Little Magic Snake is so interesting. His face became so pale."
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