Entering the registration area, Murphy was the last to arrive, and the old man in charge of registration was very impatient, he pointed to his watch and said, "You can really pinch it, three minutes late, you can go as a spectator." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

After checking Murphy's identity information, checking his name on the computer, the relevant data will be transmitted to the computer of the arena, and he will be eligible for the lottery.

The two entered from the player's passage, only to see that the stadium was crowded with people, and the city leaders and food association leaders had just finished speaking, and the on-site lottery was about to begin.

The rules of the qualifying competition are very simple, the chef below the third level will randomly select the opponent by the computer software, and randomly attach a dish, which will be completed within half an hour, and the overtime will be judged to lose.

The simpler the rules, the more brutal the process.

Because one dish is won or lost, it gives the weaker players a chance to cause an upset. In terms of the schedule, there are four rounds of qualifying in one day, which tests the psychology and energy of the players.

More than 800 players participated in the qualifying round, and as the bell rang, the computer draw began. Almost instantly, the computer software arranged the opponents for the players.

Seeing the results of the battle, some people rejoiced, some people secretly saddened, and some lucky ones had a bye in the first round and directly entered the next round.

Mo Fei came to the No. 7 stove, and his first-round opponent was called Dong Qiancheng, a first-class professional chef, 33 years old, practicing for 15 years, from a restaurant in HF County. He cut piers for three years, practiced a superb knife work, and was known as the king of Haifeng fast knife.

Everyone has a potato in front of them, and the dish they draw is sour and hot shredded potatoes, this simple dish, there is no gimmick, and the fight is the usual basic skills.

"Let's go!"

The referee's order sounded, and the playing field was immediately busy.

Dong Qiancheng was not in a hurry, opened the small box he was carrying, and took out a large kitchen knife, which was a foot and a half long, the black blade was shining with a ghostly light, and the blade was extremely sharp, white as snow.

This is his favorite kitchen knife, called [Wuxue Blade], and he has been with him for eight years.

Dong Qiancheng hehe, "Your name is Mo Fei, right?" ”

Murphy nodded, "Hello." ”

"The Sprinkle family is in a good mood! If you meet the Sprinkle family today, you will be considered unlucky, so let you see what it means to be a god-level knife worker!"

After speaking, Dong Qiancheng's big knife was clenched, and it was like a toy knife in his big hand. The blade swished, and in less than ten seconds, the big potato's "clothes" were stripped by him, and a round and smooth potato appeared in front of him. The outer skin of the potatoes is neatly laid out next to it.

Dong Qiancheng smiled, picked up the potato skin with his big hand, it was actually a complete skin, not a little damaged, although this kind of knife work is not a magic workmanship, it also shows his strength.

The camera of the TV station just filmed this scene and projected it onto the LED screen in the venue, and the female commentator Su Muge exclaimed: "Look wow, the potato skin of the player on Station 7 is actually a complete one, it's amazing!"

Many people in the stands applauded, which also alarmed Ren Jiaying, she looked up at the big screen, and happened to see Mo Fei peeling potatoes on platform 7.

"Ah......h

She quickly covered her mouth and pushed Ye Zixiong beside her, "Zixiong, look at the ...... of No. 7 station"

"Who's making a fuss about you. ”

Ye Zixiong also looked at the No. 7 platform, he had never seen Mo Fei, he saw a contestant holding a complete potato skin, and said with a smile: "Carving insect skills, we can do no less than 5 people in the natural house!"

Ren Jiaying's trembling hand pointed to the screen and said, "He's still alive!"

"Who is alive?" Seeing Ren Jiaying's expression, Ye Zixiong was stunned for a moment and hurriedly asked.

"Yes...... It's the ink ...... Not. Ren Jiaying stammered a little, looking frightened.

Ye Zixiong's expression also changed, and he whispered in her ear: "Someone sent a message just now, saying that he had been hit under the car and there was no chance of survival...... Kazakura, you can't be mistaken......"

Ren Jiaying shook her head, "It's not wrong, it's him!"

At this time, Ye Zixiong's mobile phone rang, it was a call from his little brother, "Brother Xiong, the matter is smashed, Peng San entered the bureau, saying that he was suspected of dangerous driving, and he had to quickly spend money to dredge and catch people......"

"You rice buckets ......," Ye Zixiong was so angry that he almost dropped his phone.

On the 7th platform, Dong Qiancheng showed the potato skin and began to cut shredded potatoes. The TV cameras were aimed at him, giving him a full desire to perform.

I saw him swing his big knife, cut off a potato chip, and showed it in his hand, it was really very thin. He swung his broadsword 30 times, and 30 slices of a potato were cut in unison.

Commentator Su Muge was even more excited, "Look, it's still a player on Stage 7, oh, I've already got his name, it's Dong Qiancheng, a first-class professional chef, and he has the reputation of the king of fast knives, and it seems that today it really deserves his reputation......"

In front of the TV, the audience also saw this scene, and they were all shocked by Dong Qiancheng's knife work.

Yu Xiaoyu was in the big classroom of the school, watching the show with his classmates, at first he saw Mo Fei appear in the camera, everyone cheered and applauded together, who knew that the more he looked down, he began to worry about Mo Fei, this Dong's future is really not simple, and now it seems that it is difficult to say whether he wins or loses.

In the top foodie group, there were also many people who arrived at the scene, Du Junli was one of them, he searched for a long time before he found that Mo Fei was on the No. 7 platform, but when he saw the picture on the big screen, he began to get nervous.

"Boss Mo has never made sour and hot shredded potatoes, can he handle it?"

Li Qinghua and Chen Yansheng looked at the field very attentively, and they may not be as good as the knife work, but in the end, they still have to rely on the color and fragrance to decide the victory.

Mo Fei finished peeling the potatoes, rinsed them with water, took out a knife, and closed his eyes slightly, as if to lift his breath. Dong Qiancheng glanced at him, snorted, and began to cut shredded potatoes.

"Wow, he cut so fast!"

"Look, look, each one is the same thickness!"

"The King of Fast Knives is really worthy of his reputation!"

After a while, Dong Qiancheng gained a large number of fans.

Turn on the stove, pour in peanut oil, and while the oil is preheating, he cuts out very fine dried red pepper shreds, which look appetizing.

When the oil was hot, Dong Qiancheng twisted a few peppercorns, fried them slightly, and then put in chopped green onions, garlic slices, and shredded chili peppers......

"I don't think there's any suspense on Channel 7......" one viewer concluded.

"Dong Qiancheng, the name is not ordinary, Niu Ya ......"

"I now have some sympathy for his opponents......"

"Look, what is Dong Qiancheng's opponent doing?!"

Mo Fei picked up the knife and peeled the peeled potatoes, peeling out the flesh of the potatoes little by little, getting longer and longer, and the potatoes getting smaller and smaller. It can be clearly seen that the flesh of the potatoes he peeled was very thin.

It was a time-consuming process, and it took Mo Fei ten minutes to turn a large potato into a long potato slice.

All the people who pay attention to the No. 7 platform are very puzzled, one has already fried the shredded potatoes, the two judges have also tasted it, and scored a high score of 95, but the other has not finished cutting the shredded potatoes.

The distinction between high and low clouds and mud has begun to take shape.

"Hey, look at him cut out a shredded potato!"

Sure enough, Mo Fei cut out a shredded potato, but this shredded potato is a little different, it is a shredded shred cut out of the whole potato, and it has not been broken, the knife work is really god!

"Oh!" exclaimed someone, "so this is the real master!"

The camera immediately captured this scene, and the narrator Su Muge was stunned and stammered, "I...... I think...... What do you see?!"