Chapter 179: Ice Sculpture
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Above the tall stone platform in the center, in addition to the three chefs in charge of the palace's imperial dining room, there was one more person at this moment, and this person, although Wang Yan was not familiar with it, was not unfamiliar with it.
The royal court is obviously very concerned about this time the King of Chefs Competition, the previous qualifiers, the white chef of the imperial dining room and the other two assistant chefs supervised the assessment, and now the top ten competition is participated by the martial king Zheng Yi.
Martial King Zheng Yi is not only obsessed with martial arts, but also has a great deal of research on eating, which is extremely similar to Emperor Zhao, and therefore, this year's King of Chef Competition, Emperor Zhao gave him full authority to deal with.
And for this trust, Zheng Yi also showed a very positive attitude, and now that he has stepped into the top ten competition, he also came to the competition venue with the three of them.
Standing on the huge stone platform in the central area, the feeling of overlooking the overall situation, Zheng Yi likes it very much, as the main person in charge of the King of Chef Competition, Zheng Yi knows the contestants above the ring everywhere, especially some masters with super abilities, Zheng Yi knows everything about it.
At this moment, his eyes are more sweeping towards the position of the No. 10 ring, although it is a little remote, but Zheng Yi knows that the ring where Wang Yan competes is the No. 10, for Zheng Yi, who has seen it with his own eyes and tasted the dishes cooked by Wang Yan, he has enough reason to believe that Wang Yan can at least reach the top ten.
And if he still has enough hole cards, then it is not impossible to finally win the semi-finals, thinking of this, Zheng Yi's face has a complicated expression, if it weren't for the age limit of this game, Wang Yan maybe... It is also possible to compete in the semi-finals, or even directly win the championship of this King Chef Competition.
Zheng Yi had a complicated heart, and after looking at the list in his hand again, he put it away, lowered his eyes slightly, and began to close his eyes for a short time.
The mood of the audience was high, and they occupied a position in front of their favorite ring early in the morning, and at this moment their eyes fell on the top of the ring where they were, revealing a look of anticipation, and at the same time, some discussions also quietly sounded, for the players who are about to participate in the competition, who can obtain the top ten qualifications and tell their opinions.
The whole food court was extremely noisy, and this kind of scene lasted for about a quarter of an hour, when Wang Yan and other players in the ring stepped into the ring, the entire food court began to have a strong uproar, and in the ups and downs, the atmosphere instantly became more eager.
As the players from all sides began to take the stage, the atmosphere below the venue was noisy, and at the same time, above the huge stone platform in the central area, the white chef in charge of the imperial dining room of the palace stood up, nodded to the martial king Zheng Yi, took a step forward, a smile appeared on his face, and then he stretched out his hand and pressed it gently, and the noise under the rings quietly weakened.
"Ladies and gentlemen, after the last round of auditions, we won the victory of fifty people, and today, out of these fifty people, only ten people can stay. ā
"There are a total of ten rings, a group of five, and one person is born in each ring, and they will enter the next round of the competition. The white-handed chef said loudly, his voice was wrapped in a Yuan force, although it was not big, but it spread in all directions.
"This time the competition will be different, there will be three types of food carving, pastry and cooking, and at that time, there will be a comprehensive evaluation, of course, in order to show fairness, you can also support your favorite winner in the audience under each ring for reference. The white chef said again, and after the voice fell, the atmosphere in the audience became more eager, making him speak again when he had a smile on his face.
"Now... The battle for the top 10 is on!"
The voice of the white chef fell, and the audience suddenly boiled again, and the eyes converged on the top of their respective rings, revealing a hot look.
Under the No. 10 ring, Wang Yan and the others sat in an inconspicuous place, their eyes were also looking at Wang Yan who appeared on the stage, and there were four other people who appeared with Wang Yan.
The man in green shirt in the previous qualifiers was also among them, when his eyes swept over Wang Yan, his eyes showed a strong fighting intent, he thought that he was no worse than Wang Yan, but in the qualifiers, because of a thought, Wang Yan became the brightest star above the No. 10 ring, now in retrospect, the man in green shirt was unhappy, and wanted to crush Wang Yan in this battle, he wanted to use the facts to let everyone know that he had such an ability.
The man in the green shirt thought so, and when he withdrew his gaze, he fell on the conditioning table in front of him, and he was determined to get the carving of this first item.
The man in the green shirt had a sharp gaze, swept the raw materials in front of him, the carved raw materials were prepared in a unified manner, there was still a difference in quality, and above each conditioning table, there were three pieces of dark ice, which were more than a zhang high, exuding bursts of cold air and spreading away.
At the same time, a curtain of light flashed out above each ring, and the handwriting on it was conspicuous, which was the subject of this first assessment.
At the same time, above each ring, a transparent light mask was shrouded, which seemed to be just to isolate the sound, so that the contestants would not be disturbed by the audience.
Wang Yan's gaze casually swept over the three pieces of ice in front of him, the three pieces of ice were about the same color, Wang Yan recognized them slightly, and then the corners of his lips outlined a trace of arc, and he chose a piece of ice on the right side that was almost translucent.
This piece of Xuan Ice seemed to be slightly flawed, but Wang Yan's spiritual perception could faintly detect that there seemed to be a faint flow of vitality in this Xuan Ice.
"It should be contained in the Yuan Stone, which causes this piece of Xuan Ice to seem to have some flaws, but it is actually the highest quality of these three pieces of Xuan Ice... And even if it's not, it can make up for it with the acquired knife technique. Wang Yan secretly said in his heart, after choosing, he came directly to the front of the Xuanbing, and with a flip of his palm, the Xuangang knife appeared in his hand.
Wang Yan once understood that in that distant era, carving was like cooking, and when it was carved to a certain form, with the skill of the knife maker, it would also give the finished product of the carving something different, so that the finished product of the carving also had some strange and unpredictable abilities.
At this moment, most people have already selected the Xuan Bing that suits them, and there are even those who are fast, and they directly started to carve slowly, while Wang Yan is still standing in front of the Xuan Bing, his dark eyes slowly closing.
In his mind, various carved patterns flashed continuously, and finally, the moment he froze, Wang Yan's tightly closed eyes quietly opened, and the essence in them flashed out, casually sweeping over the rest of the four people who had already begun to carve.
"Let's start..."Wang Yan muttered at the corner of his mouth, and then his entire mind slowly fell silent, and then, the Xuangang knife in his hand suddenly poked out, and his figure jumped up quietly, and a white light appeared, and he began to sketch and depict above Xuanbing.
The man in the green shirt also looked solemn, at this moment, every knife fell, he would repeatedly consider it, carefully, and when the knife fell again, the Xuan Bing in front of him was depicted with a vague outline.
"In this top ten battle, I must rise!"