"That's a lot of nonsense. Miao Zheng muttered in the audience.

When Jin Mengyao heard this, she sneered, and Hua Yan beside her bumped her arm, "Keep it solemn." ”

"Hmm!" Jin Mengyao struggled to keep herself from laughing.

"Stop talking, the game is on!" someone shouted.

The two people who came to the stage to compete were Yushang Xiquan and the quicksand faction, the two of them were very powerful, and the process of cooking was jaw-dropping.

Liu Zhen watched from the side at this time, secretly wondering that the duel between the masters turned out to be like this.

Just now, the old man of the ghost walked and asked them to choose their opponents, Liu Zhen remembered the advice of the old monster of Tianshan and asked him to fight against the Black Martial Sect, so Liu Zhen gave up being the Yushang Xiquan and the Quicksand Sect as opponents, but he didn't expect the other two to be so strong.

The audience looked at the bloody wind on the stage, and only felt that it was the most exciting game they had ever seen.

"The quicksand faction wins!" As the old man of the ghost line announced the results of the game, Liu Zhen's thinking was also interrupted, who is the person from the Black Martial Sect?

Jin Mengyao was a little worried, and the next thing was Liu Zhen's appearance.

"In the next game, Hei Zheng, the owner of the Black Martial Arts Sect, and Liu Zhen of the Yanqing faction, came to the stage to compete. ”

There was an uproar in the audience, and Liu Zhen was no exception, I didn't expect the Black Martial Arts Sect to be the owner of the village?

So is the prize really "Black Martial Arts Ceremony"?

There was a person walking in front of him, nearly two meters tall!

The black pressure is like a mountain, Liu Zhen looked up at him, only to see his black beard and eyes like torches, "You are Liu Zhen?"

"Yes, I've seen the owner. Liu Zhen is honest and salute.

"When you compete, I won't show mercy, if I lose, the treasure of our Black Martial Sect, the Black Martial Arts Classic, will be given to you. ”

After saying that, Hei Zheng turned around and walked to his playing field.

Everyone was surprised when they heard this, "The Black Martial Arts Sect actually took out the Black Martial Arts Canon?

"I heard that this is the mastery of the Black Martial Arts Sect! It's really generous, but I think this Hei Zheng is very capable, otherwise how could he be the owner of the village!"

"Yes, I think this Liu is really hanging!"

Liu Zhen took a deep breath, what was the old monster of Tianshan thinking, even if he played extraordinarily, it was impossible to win the owner of the Black Martial Arts Sect!

Knowing that it was impossible for him to defeat the owner of the Black Martial Sect, he still let himself compete with him, so the old monster of Tianshan must have other purposes......

"The game begins-" A gong sounded, and everyone held their breath and stared at Liu Zhen and Hei Zheng seriously.

Looking at the ingredients on the table, Liu Zhen suddenly felt that something was wrong, could it be ......

He jerked his head up and looked at Hei Zheng beside him.

Hei Zheng caught a glimpse of Liu Zhen's eyes, hooked the corners of his mouth, took out a basin, put flour in it, and poured half a scoop of water.

Everyone saw that Hei Zheng, who was on the back of a tiger, actually started to make noodles, and thought this scene was very interesting, because the basin used for making noodles was a little bigger than one of Hei Zheng's hands.

Hei Zheng could only enter and make noodles with one hand, but the movement was very fast, and within a minute, the noodles were reconciled and he woke up on the side.

Liu Zhen stared at his movements intently, what was it?

I only felt a gust of wind blowing, Liu Zhen shivered, at this time, there was a loud noise, the audience exclaimed, he hurriedly looked over, only to see Hei Zheng smash a piece of pork with his palm!

How can a tough ingredient like pork be pureed in one palm?

It turns out that this is his most unique stunt? Liu Zhen understands a little, it seems that the purpose of the Tianshan Old Monster to let him compete with him is this!

Generally speaking, the internal force comes out of the palm of the hand and slowly penetrates into the food, but it can only stimulate the properties of the food, but it can rarely change the entire external form of the food, and at most it can cut the food.

And like Hei Zheng, who always has such a destructive internal force to carry out ingredients, not only requires a strong ability to mobilize internal force, but also skills...... How is this technique achieved?

It seems that it still needs to be observed!

Hei Zheng took out a corn cob, Liu Zhen saw it, and hurriedly stared without blinking, in order to observe carefully, he quietly moved in the direction where Hei Zheng was.

"What does Liu Zhen do? Why don't you know how to cook? Why do you look at Hei Zheng?" Asus scratched his head, he really didn't understand.

"I know what he thinks. Jin Mengyao frowned, Liu Zhen, Liu Zhen, this is the final!

Hei Zheng put the corn in the palm of his hand, and then the palm was down, the corn was placed on the table, Liu Zhen saw a black mist appear under Hei Zheng's hands, and the corn kernels immediately flew, one did not fall, and jumped into the bowl!

Everyone felt that this skill was really amazing!

Then, Hei Zheng took out the dough that had woken up, kneaded it again with the palm of his big hand, kneaded it into long strips, divided it into equal parts, and after pressing it flat, the palm of his hand was also covered with the dough, and in a blink of an eye, it had become a dumpling skin with thick middle and thin edges.

"What's going on? Internal force can change the shape of ingredients so delicately?How can it be done?" Miao Zheng frowned.

"He is worthy of being the owner of the Black Martial Sect. Hua Yan said lightly, "Liu Zhen...... What are you thinking?"

Jin Mengyao's eyes were firmly fixed on Liu Zhen, until now, Liu Zhen has not started cooking, how long does he want to delay?

No, I still don't understand, how can the internal force form the shape you want, enter the ingredients, and then make the ingredients form corresponding changes through the instructions?

Mix the black fungus, mung bean vermicelli and shrimp cubes with minced pork, add salt, pepper, chicken essence and sesame oil to the black zheng, and stir well to form a filling.

It seems that this is to make dumpling filling?

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, Hei Zheng had already wrapped the dumplings, and such a big pair of hands actually wrapped a small and delicate dumpling!

I saw eight crystal dumplings neatly arranged in a greased steamer, covered with lids, black Zheng blew a breath, and the stove was lit!

"Hei Zheng has already taken the last step, why is this Liu Zhen still stunned?"

Liu Zhen frowned, put his hands on a purple eggplant, closed his eyes, remembered the action of Hei Zheng just now, and quickly flipped through one book after another in his mind......

With a loud bang, Liu Zhen opened his eyes, and the eggplant under his hand split into four petals!

"That's not right!" Liu Zhen said to himself!

I took a new eggplant and placed it under the palm of my hand......

Hei Zheng saw it and raised his eyebrows, this kid wants to learn?

At this time, his crystal steamed dumplings were already out of the pot, "I'm done." ”

The audience applauded excitedly.

only heard a "bang", and everyone looked on the stage, and the purple eggplant under Liu Zhen's hand became eggplant puree!

Seeing this, Hei Zheng suddenly realized and smiled, "The future is terrifying, hahahaha!"

Exhaling a breath, Liu Zhen couldn't help but want to laugh, I see! He walked up to the ghost old man, bowed his head, and bowed, "I admit defeat." ”

"What?" the crowd was surprised, their eyes widening.

"Black Martial Arts, Hei Zheng wins! Prize, "Yanqing Eight Styles". ”

"Liu Zhen is sick, how can he abstain from voting? It is the treasure of our Yanqing faction who loses!" Miao Zheng shouted angrily.

"He has his ideas. Jin Mengyao stared at Liu Zhen, remembering the eggplant puree under his hand, and hooked the corners of his mouth.