Therefore, being able to see with his own eyes the poisonous tongue of Miss Erina Nagikiri made the students avoid it, Yang Ming looked at the students' hasty expressions, trembling legs, it was really unexpectedly pleasant!

Little by little, time passed.

Soon, a quarter of an hour passed.

In addition to the competition between the Ten Masters of Yuanyue, the exam time for this group of first-year candidates in the middle division was limited to 2 hours, which has become 1 hour and 45 minutes.

"Who's going to be the next test taker?"

That's what everyone thinks at this time.

By this time, the number of people in the food hall had been reduced from 562 to 474, and the hall was empty and uneven. After the first B-level gourmet chef failed the exam, the candidates also became more cautious.

By refusing the opportunity to abstain, they are on a path from which there is no turning back!

There is an insurmountable barrier ahead, as long as you leap over, you can successfully go on to higher education, once you fail, you will not only have to retake it for a year, but you will even be charged with incompetence!

The huge pressure is like an air lock in a closed space, compressing the air little by little, making the candidates present feel an unbearable feeling of suffocation.

The only person who didn't feel the pressure was Yang Ming, who grinned toothily and said to Jiu Ji Zhaoji: "Yuanyue Academy is really interesting!"

"Master, hearing you say that, do you want to go down to the game?" I wondered for a long time.

Yang Ming waved his hand and leaned his hands on the back of his head, with a leisurely expression.

"No, no, no, even if you want to compete, it's you, who are apprentices, how can you bother me as a master. ”

"Nani?" said Teruki, who looked confused.

And in the dialogue between Yang Ming and Jiu I Zhaoji, 18 more food chefs appeared among the candidates, unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere of the food hall, and walked into the tasting room on the right side of the front of the food hall.

Like brave men with brave hearts, they rushed to the temple of the Demon King, guarded by the blonde tsundere lady.

There is no doubt that their brave hearts do not give them any additional magic resistance, and they fall at the feet of the blonde lady of the demon king level and the tsundere attribute without any suspense.

The defeated move is the blonde lady's tsundere cheats, the witch sonic skill - "Down!", "Pass", "Drag out!"

Crackling bang.

Fist to flesh.

The gourmet chef in the food hall fell 18 people in an instant, and none of them survived.

The tension in everyone's hearts intensified again.

Looking at the tasting room, it was also like a hallucination: in the closed tasting room, there was an incomparably powerful female demon king, and even the little secretary who assisted the blonde lady became abstract, and the sound was clear and pleasant, as if it was an invincible declaration...

At this time, the number of people in the food hall has decreased by 22 people again, and it has become 434 people.

At this time, a handsome man was Mitsui Yasushi whom Yang Ming had met before, wearing a suit with sharp eyes, like a culinary master who "can be the top of the mountain and see the mountains at a glance", and he wants to use his cooking skills to open up a road to upgrade for himself!

He raised his head slightly, rolled up his sleeves, ignored the crowd around him, and walked straight to the right door in front of the food hall and walked in.

In the posture of everyone puffing up their ears to listen, there was a lazy and delicate voice from inside the door that made people love and hate.

"Fish-flavored shredded pork rice bowl, the dish grade is B, meeting the grade assessment standards!"

"Pass!"

Immediately afterwards, the voice of the scarlet sand also came from the crack in the door, "Welcome to successfully pass the exam!"

When everyone heard this, it was as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Oh my God, it turns out that if you reach the B-level dishes, you can pass the exam!"

"Woooooooooo......oo I've been nervous for a long time!"

"So, you can make a B-grade dish, right?"

"Life is already so difficult, why do you need to debunk it immediately......"

"Hey, life is not only in front of you, but also poetry and distant ......"

"Haha, you spicy chicken chef, you still want to pass the age exam? Hurry up, take my hand, let's walk together on the way to the exam, whoever passes the exam first is the dog!"

"Laugh Cry!"

After everyone knew that they had to reach the "B-level dishes" to pass the age exam, they also let go of the heaviest burden in their hearts.

However, letting go of the burden and letting go of the burden, and making a B-level dish is a B-level dish, the two things cannot be confused at all.

Those chefs who asked themselves if they couldn't make B-grade dishes were like warriors rushing to the execution ground, laughing heartlessly while holding the dishes they made, and they didn't care who had tears in the corners of their eyes.

They launched a wave of offensives against the guardian boss of the Far Moon Academy, the arrogant blonde lady, and the owner of the God's Tongue, Erina Nagikiri, trying to find a glimmer of heaven in it and get a chance to enter and pass the exam.

After all, the taste buds on the human tongue are very sensitive and fragile, and if you taste too much food at once, it will cause taste fatigue.

However, what happened next surprised them.

"Well, this okonomiyaki is a C----!"

The lazy and delicate voice seemed to be a little angry, "Please don't come to Yuanyue Academy to study from now on!"

“…… Hey!"

The sound of scarlet sand came.

"This sukiyaki is really bad, barely a C---!"

A lazy and delicate voice came out again, "Scarlet Shazi, record his information, and don't allow him to take the age exam again for two years!"

"Hey!"

"Curry rice, C --! two years!"

"Hey!"

"Kansai monjaki!C-!1 year!"

"Hey!"

"Omurice!"

"Hey!"

"Tempura!"

"Hey!"

……

In an instant, 211 test takers were cleared out of the venue, and only one player who barely reached the B level, stained with scarlet sand, barely passed the age exam.

The arguments between Erina Nagikiri and Scarlet Sako Shinto continue to spread in the food hall.

"Scarlet Sand, she doesn't qualify for selection!"

Said in a lazy and delicate voice.

"She's a girl!" Scarlet Shazi's beautiful voice pleaded: "The dishes made are also different, which shows that she really put a lot of thought into it......"

"Do you mean this food that stinks like salted fish?"

"Miss, salted fish is just salty, not stinky ......"

"Do you have to say that word?"

Looking at the students who were one in a million, trembling under the taste of the Tongue of God, with all kinds of complicated expressions of unwillingness, grievance, and chagrin, Yang Ming really wanted to laugh in his heart.

Then, Yang Ming's gaze froze, and he turned his gaze to look at the real highlight here, the competition between the two Yuanyue Ten Masters.