Meijiang Square was crowded, and the black crowd had been spreading to the ring at the end, and bursts of uproar continued to resound from the crowd. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Above the ring, Han Fei's face gradually recovered, and after his eyes were withdrawn from Wang Ming, he fell on the tin foil bubble fish, he also has a deep study of the cooking method, although he understands the effect of fragrance restraint, but in practice, he is still a little short of the heat, and on the other hand, Wang Ming, although the heat at this stage is still a little lacking, but compared to him, it is undoubtedly better.

Under the gaze of Han Fei and others, the chopsticks in Lin Lao's hand reached out, picked up a piece of snow-white fine meat next to the fin, sniffed it gently, and put it in his mouth.

With the tip of Lin Lao's tongue, the fresh and smooth meat layer was decomposed, and at the same time, a bean-flavored fragrance mixed with the umami of the fish itself spread rapidly in Lin Lao's mouth, making his eyes that were still a little cloudy suddenly swelled with a touch of brilliance, and the old body suddenly stood up from the stool.

"It can form a fragrance introverted... You little guy, it seems that your skills have improved a lot in the past few days. Lin Lao said with a smile, as his voice fell, there was an uproar in the audience, and many chefs also cast their eyes, they didn't know what happened in the ring, but they heard the voice from Lin Lao's mouth, and at that moment, their faces became exciting.

"Restrained aroma? This is to master the ingredients and the heat, to an extremely demanding point, to be able to do the realm, although the dish just now seems to have a restrained aroma, but in fact it is still a little less heat, but, with his age, to be able to do this step, is already very powerful. Under the ring, the man with a mask on his face and a strange dress mixed in with the crowd, his eyes withdrew from the direction where Wang Ming was in the ring, and he whispered in his heart at the corner of his mouth.

In the ring, Han Fei nodded in silence, as early as the moment he felt the introverted aroma before, he understood that he had lost, and now with Lin Lao's affirmation, Han Fei was convinced, turned around and wanted to go under the ring.

"Wait a minute." As soon as Han Fei turned around, Wang Ming's voice sounded behind him, making Han Fei's figure pause, turn around, and calmly look at Wang Ming, who was smaller than himself, in front of him.

"I'll admit, you do have a good point, and I lost this game." Han Fei said softly, there was no frustration or regret on his somewhat dark face, and he was so free and easy, looking at Wang Ming, he also had a trace of admiration.

"If you look at winning or losing too much, it will affect the mood of cooking," Wang Ming said with a smile, some small and medium-sized catering portals are also Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and Han Fei in front of him perfectly interprets this sentence.

"According to the rules of the ring, I can make a request to you now, of course, you have the right to choose to refuse." Wang Ming said again, as his voice fell, Han Fei was slightly stunned, and then nodded.

"I want you to join the Crab Heaven." A few short words, when they came out of Wang Ming's mouth, made Han Fei stunned again.

"The purpose of your setting up this ring is to attract talent, I guessed right?" Han Fei quickly came back to his senses and asked.

"It's a lot easier to deal with smart people." Wang Ming said with a smile, noncommittal about Han Fei's speculation.

Han Fei fell silent, his slightly dark resolute face did not have any waves, in silence, he raised his head, his eyes fell on Wang Ming's body, and a smile appeared on his face for the first time: "Give me three days." ”

Han Fei's voice fell, Wang Ming nodded, and immediately stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "I'm waiting for you in the Crab Heaven." ”

"It's a deal." Han Fei regained his resolute look, and after his voice fell, he walked down to the bottom of the ring, and the audience suddenly resounded with a warm applause, which echoed for a long time.

As Han Fei walked out of the ring, at the entrance of the ring, a strange man in a blue stove coat, a sunhat buttoned on his head, and a mask stepped into the ring step by step, and with his arrival, the applause under the ring gradually dissipated, replaced by an uproar.

"It's... I've watched too many TV series, what should I say about this weird dress? ”

"Didn't you say that masters have quirks? Not only in words and deeds, but also in terms of clothing and dress? Well, I believed. ”

"Don't say it, being able to quickly stand out from the ten shows the excellence of his sword skills, but when he meets Wang Ming, a somewhat perverted guy, the result is really hard to say."

At the same time, above the ring, including Wang Ming, several people were stunned, the strange dress of the man in front of him fell in Wang Ming's eyes, there was always some familiar taste, and Lin Lao on the side was also stunned, when his brows were furrowed, he shook his head with a smile, and sat quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

The man didn't say a word for the strange eyes of several people, stopped in front of the sign when he came, pointed to the pattern of Wensi tofu on it, and then walked directly to the front of the cooking table and began to wait.

"Defender, Crab Sky Crab Land Chef Wang Ming."

"Beater...... World... Nameless. ”

Yu Hai frowned, and pronounced this somewhat awkward name, which immediately caused laughter in the audience, and Wang Ming, who was on the right side of the ring, withdrew his gaze from the man again, and the familiar feeling was even stronger.

"I actually chose Wensi tofu..."Wang Ming had doubts in his heart, according to the normal way of thinking, after experiencing the things in Mobei, not many people should be interested in competing with him in knife skills, and this Wensi tofu is the best way to reflect the ultimate of knife skills.

"Is that him?" Wang Ming's heart was shocked, and then, when his eyes fell on the man standing casually on the side again, the figure of Lu Tianfeng in his mind couldn't help flashing.

"Let's get started." Just in Wang Ming's heart, Yu Hai's voice came out again, making Wang Ming quickly retract his mind, the No. 2 mulberry knife in his hand flashed, and the packaging above fell off, and under the slight flipping, the tip of the knife touched slightly, and the box of lactone tofu was picked up, and suddenly, a piece of white jade laconic lactone tofu appeared on the pier in front of Wang Ming.

And in the middle of Wang Ming's start to cut, in front of the conditioning table on the other side, the strangely dressed man, the No. 2 mulberry knife in his hand also flickered, and two white knife lights flashed, and when the palm was raised, there was an extra box containing lactone tofu in his hand, and a piece of white tofu like jade also appeared on the pier in front of him.

Wang Ming took a deep breath, and with a movement of his heart, the milky white jade plate on his chest diffused a warm and cool feeling, suppressing all the mottled thoughts in his heart.

"Brush, brush, brush..."

The three-way knife method was quickly deployed in Wang Ming's hands, and with the flashing of the knife light, the slight sound of the kitchen knife in contact with the pier surface was constantly transmitted, making everyone in the audience dazzled, and only the knife flashed one by one, and as for the specific cutting method, the distance was slightly farther away, and it was not clear at all.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, looking at Wang Ming's rapid and cool knife technique in the ring, most of them gasped, this amazing knife technique instantly made many chef-level characters have a sense of powerlessness.

And when Wang Ming was engrossed in the speed of the three-way knife technique, the man in strange clothes on the side coughed dryly, and then the No. 2 mulberry knife in his hand also crossed an exaggerated arc, and after the same extremely cool fall, the speed increased sharply, and even when he looked, the range of the knife light was smaller than Wang Ming's, and this also showed that he was faster in speed than Wang Ming, who was already fast.

"...... Uproar"

This shocking scene suddenly caused a strong uproar below, and countless eyes were firmly focused on the direction of the two, and the whispering sound was also like a locust crossing the border, quietly resounding.

"This knife technique... It has completely departed from the scope that normal people can grasp, I originally thought that this Wang Ming's attainments in knife skills were rarely reached by people in the entire Dongjiang River, but now it seems... The weirdly dressed challenger was even better. ”

"I don't know where the master came from, but it seems that the previous guess was that we were wrong, where is this strange temper, maybe he doesn't want people to recognize his own identity."

"A chef is like this, it seems that the master is in the people, this sentence is true, many masters who don't value fame and fortune are quietly hidden, and now that I think about it, I just see Wang Ming's monstrous skills, and my hands are itchy for a while."

In the midst of the speculation of everyone in the audience, the knife technique in Wang Ming's hand quietly changed, and in the flipping of his wrist, the continuation chapter was unfolded one after another, and the speed was so fast that the outer knife aperture was reduced in an instant, and it remained within the range of almost the same as that of the man next to him.

The speed of the two of them has almost been exerted to the extreme, it doesn't look like they are competing, the knife light is diffuse, the cool knife technique makes countless people amazed, and at this speed, Wang Ming took a deep breath, the knife technique in his hand changed again, and the knife technique of the second chapter of the continuation was displayed, and the terrifying speed suddenly made the voice of the audience disappear in an instant.

"Brush ......"

As the last knife fell, Wang Ming took a deep breath, the wrist of his right hand and the entire arm felt sore, and there were some fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Into the Spirit.." (To be continued.) )