The lights above the ceiling suddenly dimmed, and the unprepared audience let out an exclamation.

This period was not long, it lasted five or six seconds. Two spotlights focused on the center of the arena, a female host in a red evening dress stood in the center of the stage, and then the lights of the arena turned on, and the image of the female host finally became clear.

"Good evening, everybody. The hostess bowed slightly to the audience on both sides, "Seeing everyone sitting here, I know everyone must be looking forward to this game." ”

The audience at the scene danced the posters of Zheng Ke and Mu Jiuzhi Yuanguo and cheered.

When the voice quieted down, the hostess continued: "Actually, I am the same. The two players in this competition are all players who have advanced from the Japanese division. One is the head chef of 'Harukatei', Kikuchi Enguo, who specializes in Western food, and the other is the current Tozuki Shijie, the head of the dining department of Junketei in Kanagawa Prefecture. Interestingly, these two contestants are both students of the Far Moon Academy, which can show that the Far Moon School is still the most famous university in the Japanese cuisine industry. ”

"Yuanyue Academy!"

The audience was excited.

You know, this series is not a Japanese race, but an Asian race. The two players who entered the finals of the Asian competition were all from the Far Moon School Park. This shows that Yuanyue School Park is also one of the top schools in Asia.

"So, this game, it's not so much a 'Japanese derby' as a 'far moon derby'. Of course, I'm just like everyone else, looking forward to who will win this game. Thankfully, we only had to wait three hours. Next, please, the two finalists will play, Zheng Ke, and Mu Jiuzhi Yuanguo!"

Zheng Ke in the contestant channel took a deep breath after hearing the host's voice, and his palms were also stained with sweat.

"Senior sister. Zheng Ke's voice was very low, but it was extremely loud in the passage.

"Huh?"

"Do you remember what I said on the first day of the competition?" asked Zheng Ke softly.

"Yes. Kikuchi Yuanguo said in a deep voice.

"That's good. Zheng Ke held the knife box tightly and walked into the arena.

The audience at the scene, after seeing Zheng Ke and Mu Jiuzhi Yuanguo, held up posters and banners to cheer for the two people.

When Zheng Ke saw this, he was in a cold sweat. You don't need to watch a cooking competition, right?

Among these audiences, Zheng Ke also saw some acquaintances, such as the alumni of Yuanyue School Park, and the students of Hongping School.

"Chef Shiraishi and Chef Xuanli, both of them are your juniors, you should know something about them, right?" Kosuke Mizuhara asked curiously, looking at the last two people in the arena.

"We also have our own things that can't be understood by everyone. I'm just familiar with Zheng Ke. Shiraishi said softly.

"Me too. After all, the business of the restaurant is very busy right now, and I don't even have the time to be a judge for the autumn auditions, so it's unlikely that I will know too many people. However, Kikuchi Enguo is indeed very powerful, and her Spring Fruit Pavilion is already very famous in Tokyo. Xuan Li looked at the arena with his hands on his chest, and the staff had already brought up the ingredients for the two people.

"By the way, why didn't you see the judges?" Ueda Takeshi looked at the judges' seat, which was still empty until now, "In a normal competition, the judges will sit on the judges' bench very early. ”

"I don't know. Kosuke Mizuhara scratched his head, "Probably the judges of this competition are very powerful characters, right?"

It was the only reason he could think of.

Next, I would like to invite the three judges of this competition. 'Prince' Ferdinand Turner, 'Ghost Tongue' Claire Clark, and famous Japanese gourmand Ann Natori. ”

Kosuke Mizuhara frowned, he didn't expect that the third judge of the final turned out to be Ann Natori, who was known as the 'Stone Buddha', and when he tasted it, few people could make dishes that satisfied him, and the name of the Stone Buddha came from this. It is said that he now works as a foodie at a gastronomic establishment.

"The appearance of these three judges basically indicates that this competition will be very strict. Kosuke Mizuhara said as he touched his chin.

As he spoke, three judges stepped onto the judges' bench one after another.

Zheng Ke looked at the three judges and found that he didn't know any of them, and the only Japanese was an old man about sixty years old, with gray hair, a tense face, and no smile.

"Who is that Japanese judge?" Zheng Ke asked in a low voice to Mu Jiuzhi Yuanguo beside him.

As soon as Mu Jiuzhi was about to answer, the hostess took the microphone and said, "Next, the final of the The-Blue Asia Championship has officially begun." The title of the competition is saffron, and it lasts for three hours, so please go to your respective operating tables!"

Zheng Ke and Mu Jiuzhi Yuanguo glanced at each other, nodded to each other, and walked towards their respective operating tables.

This is the first time Zheng Ke has encountered such a strong opponent after the match with Si Yingshi. Especially on such an occasion, the pressure brought by Mu Jiuzhi Yuanguo to Zheng Ke was like a mountain, just pressing on his chest, making him unable to breathe. Even, the hands that were stained with sweat were inadvertently trembling.

That's the pressure...... Bring the excitement, right?

Zheng Ke came to his console, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes. The shouts of the surrounding audience gradually moved away from him, and at this moment, it seemed that there was only a competition field left in this world, and only an operating table was left.

The moment he opened his eyes, he immediately turned on the tap water and poured the clams from the bucket into the sink.

The clams had already been spit sand, but to be on the safe side, Zheng Ke poured them into the sink again, and then took out the cod that was lying under the cart.

"Cod?"

"Plus the clams just now...... Zheng Ke: What kind of cooking is this?"

"I don't know, just look closely. ”

In the audience, Wang He, who was sitting on a high place, looked at the big screen incredulously and opened his mouth, but his throat was dry, and it took more than ten seconds before he made a sound.

"Hey, Ye Qiuling, Zheng Ke can't really cook Western food, right?"

"Otherwise, what do you think?" Ye Qiuling asked Wang He rhetorically.

"But he's going to lose, right? His Chinese cuisine is so good...... Western food can't be too good. Wang He shook his head, until this moment, he still couldn't believe it.

"Wang He, some people can't be inferred by common sense. If, let me tell you, in April last year, he was inconspicuous among the more than 700 freshmen in the Yuanyue School Park, but a few months later, he drew Catherine in the autumn qualifiers, what would you think?" Ye Qiuling said with a smile.

"Is that the queen of French food?" Wang He turned his head to look at Ye Qiuling.

"yes. Therefore, you have to believe in your eyes, his future results are no worse than Chuan Ge. Perhaps, after you go back, you can tell him that his opponent is not only Catherine. The corners of Ye Qiuling's mouth turned up, and her eyes fell on Zheng Ke's body.