Doomed To Be A King

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"This speed, too...so fast..."

Looking at the knife light belonging to them, many people also exclaimed.

The blade of light seemed to pierce the void, and it seemed that countless meteors crossed in the dark, sweeping over the white and tender tofu, and suddenly made it tremble slightly, trembling.

Su Yu's speed was even a few points faster than that of Sun Lao. Those reflections were all in one piece, and even Su Yu's arm seemed to disappear.

"Can you really cut tofu so fast?"

"How do you feel like he's chopping up at all, is there no change in the tofu?"

Many people have noticed that the tofu on the table is still the same as before, and it is the same.

After a few breathing time, Su Yu stood with his knife closed, and looked at the tofu in front of him. The tofu was still intact. The whole tofu surface was smooth and flat, and there was no trace of being cut at all.

"This... what's this? This tofu hasn't really changed?" Someone could not help but whisper in doubt, after all, seeing is believing, but the tofu is exactly the same as before.

"He probably knew he must lose, so he waved wildly." Many people speculated.

"Boy, your knife is good. Although the tofu hasn't changed, the technique is fast enough to qualify as my apprentice." Sun Lao said with a smile.

"Everyone be restless, little, you go get a glass of water..." Su Yu smiled and said lightly.

Need water too?

How is cutting tofu related to water?

Su Yu's voice calmed everyone down, and the discussion stopped gradually, wanting to see what medicine was sold in Su Yu's gourd.

Mu Xiaoxiao carefully brought a glass of water and gently placed it in front of Su Yu, looking at the tofu without any change in curiosity.

The cup is transparent throughout and you can clearly see everything inside the cup on the outside.

Su Yu slowly lifted the tofu with his hand, and then carefully put it into the glass of water. As the tofu touched the water, it gradually began to sink.

However, the tofu sinks very slowly, and as it sinks, the surface of the tofu gradually begins to change.

"This... this is... how is it possible?!"

"I'm going! This is incredible!"

"Scared, too scared, oh my!"

...

Everyone exclaimed aloud, not even talking, but only exclaimed, looking at the cups in disbelief without blinking.

The change of tofu is extremely subtle. As the tofu sinks, there is a trace of change. Those originally closed tofu slowly peel off, just like flowers blooming.

This is also the case, that is, the flowers are blooming!

That tofu is like a flower and a bud that is waiting to be placed. As it is soaked in water, it begins to grow and bloom quickly. Everyone feels that in front of them is not tofu, but a white snow lotus that is rapidly blooming!

"It seems that the flowers are blooming, my goodness, I seem to be witnessing the whole process of opening a flower with my own eyes, this feeling... really enjoy..."

"It's so beautiful! It's really beautiful! If anyone performs this kind of performance in front of me, I will definitely marry him without hesitation!"

"Pocket girl weapon, the supreme weapon of girl girl!"

...

Everyone's eyes were straight, staring at the flower, fearing to miss the slightest detail.

Even those referees stood up involuntarily, admiring the scene, and the storms in their hearts set off. At this moment, Su Yu shocked everyone again.

They looked at each other, and they all saw amazing from the bottom of each other's eyes. This Dawang Mountain is indeed a place full of miracles.

"This... this knifeman..."

Sun Lao's pupil shrank sharply, his mouth murmured, and the whole person looked at the flower as if he had lost his soul.

From the moment the tofu blossomed, he knew that he had lost, and he had lost so much.

Life has a limit but knowledge not.

He thought he had reached the peak of his knifeman, but he could still do so. The frog at the bottom of the well said that he was himself!

As the tofu blossomed, the tofu that was sinking was a meal when it reached the middle of the cup, and then stopped there!

At this time, the flowers bloomed, layer by layer, like a white snow lotus, standing quietly among whom, at this moment, if someone said it was a piece of tofu, no one would believe it.

One is floating on the water, the other is floating on the water.

As long as it is thin enough, it can float on the water, and if you want to float, you can’t do it by one point!

One is cut into square pieces, the other is cut into flowers.

If you want to bloom, you need to cut and not cut, and this mastery of the strength of the knife has completely reached the point of reaching its peak.

Who is strong is weak, at a glance, there is no suspense!

The breeze fruit, the water waves, the flower seems to rotate gently in the water. With the sunlight, the flower is in the water, and it seems to emit a colorful halo. It is really beautiful and fascinating.

"Wow, Brother Su, this flower is so beautiful..."

Mu Xiaoxiao stood by and looked at all of this clearly, and couldn't help but exclaim aloud, eyes full of little stars.

The lethality of this kind of thing against his little girl can be said to be a spike.

"Send it to you if you like it..." Su Yu waved his hand casually and smiled: "If you put the water inside to ice, then the ice mountain snow lotus will never fade..."

"En, I must keep it by my side forever!"

Mu Xiaoxiao nodded vigorously, his eyes all smiled, excited.

"Okay, my knifeman is over, let's judge..."

Su Yu's voice said softly, making all those who were still stunned have come back to God.

judge? Does this still use judgment?

"No, I lost..."

Sun Lao looked at the flowers suspended in the cup, sighed softly, and said.

If he loses, he loses. He will not be shy to admit that Su Yu's knifeman is much stronger than him. It can be said to be crushing.

"The God of Food actually confessed. The king of Dawang Mountain is too powerful..."

"This knife worker really didn't say that the God of Food lost, but the cooking skills are not just looking at the knife worker. I believe that the God of Food can pull back a city..."

"Hey, I hope so. I've suppressed the God of Fortune to win, but now I feel a little bottomless. The king of Dawangshan is really awesome..."

...

"The first round of the game is over, I believe everyone has seen it for everyone, and the results are somewhat unexpected." Nalan Ruoshui continued to host, and then said: "The following is the highlight, the most exciting part!"

"God Eater, the most important thing is cooking! Then, we will invite two players to compete in cooking. This time we have no restrictions. The two players can play freely to see who's dishes are better. Take advantage!"

With the announcement of Nalan Ruoshui, the disciples of Dawang Mountain immediately took all the kitchen utensils used in the competition, even the stove.

"Oh, boy, the chef can't just rely on the knifeman, we will compare the skills necessary for a chef!" Looking at the stove, Sun Lao regained his confidence again, and his eyes shone inexplicably.

"The dish I made this time was fish!" Sun Lao's complexion suddenly became dignified. As he determined his dish, a disciple immediately sent the fish to him.

This fish is native to Dawang Mountain and is full of vitality. Even if it is caught, it is jumping continuously, and it can even reach more than one meter in height.

"Good fish!"

Old Sun's eyes lighted up, and he laughed.

The importance of ingredients to the chef is self-evident, this kid is still moral, at least not in the game.

At this time, if Su Yu gave him an ordinary fish, he had nothing to say.

On the referee's seat, those Wu Zun looked at Sun Lao, his face showing a thoughtful look.

"Hahaha, it seems that this time Old Man Sun is ready to move, but fish is his best cooking skill..."

"Yeah, the last time he ate his fish was 20 years ago. The taste, it's humming, it's really unforgettable..."

"I can't wait, I can't wait. It's absolutely memorable to eat Sun Lao's fish once, and I don't know what he will do this time?"

"Oh, the pressure that this kid put on Sun Lao is not low, I guess, since he chooses fish, he will definitely choose his best practice!"

...

They looked at the field with full of anticipation and a lot of discussion.

"Boy, I'm about to start..."

Sun Lao is really familiar with cooking, but he has thought about it for a long time, and he starts to do it with a smile.

He grabbed the energetic fish with one hand and yanked, with a loud bang, the fish was smashed **** the chopping board by him!

Sun Lao's strength is so strong, he grasped it firmly in his hand with a grasp of both hands.

The kitchen knife in his hand flew over, swept across, wow la la.

The fish scales immediately poured down with the light of the knife, reflecting the colorful scales in the sunlight, shining, and the piercing eyes were a little trance.

The movement of clouds and flowing water made everyone amazed, and the God of Food is indeed the God of Food.

Although the knifeman is not as good as Su Yu, but this knifeman is enough, it is not enough to be gorgeous, the most basic thing for the chef is to cook!

Everyone renewed confidence in Sun Laoyou.

Those who bet on Sun Lao couldn't help but make fists~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Very nervous.

At this time, Sun Lao was not distracted, and he focused on this fish wholeheartedly. This is the most basic belief of a chef.

The kitchen knife cuts horizontally to cut off the head of the fish, and white and tender fish flesh out.

Then, his eyes narrowed slightly, his inexplicable concentration on his face, the kitchen knife shook and torn, he stabbed into the belly of the fish, and pulled out the next moment, even with the fish bone!

hiss--

Looking at the smooth fish bones, everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath and marveled at this technique of Lao Sun.

With just a knife, the fishbone of the whole fish will be removed, even if it's a pudding.

"Oh, sure enough, Sun Lao really got really hot this time, even the best fish-picking tactics have been used. We have a good time this time. The value of this trip..." Licking his tongue, expecting. (Accounting for a mountain as king: 8888962)--(Accounting for a mountain as king)