McGonagall and Harsh each walked towards the judges' bench with their own sliced potatoes.

People look at Magna's lifelike golden potato dragon, and then look at the small potato pieces scattered on the plate, and they already have a judgment in their hearts, this first game seems to be no suspense?

"Why does this golden dragon look familiar?" Yabei Mia muttered softly.

"It's according to what you carved." Elizabeth, who was standing beside her, whispered.

"Huh??" Yabei Mia was stunned for a moment, and a hint of crimson immediately rose on her face.

"Little friend, please." Ha Switzerland stood in front of the judges' bench, quite gentlemanly and said.

McGonagall glanced at the potato cubes on his plate, each of which was different in size and shape, like a child chopped it out randomly, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly.

This was a duel between honor and master, no matter what the other party was, he didn't have the slightest idea of contempt, carefully placed the tray in his hand in the middle of the judges' seat, and then took a step back.

Harsh stepped forward and placed the large open plate of paper in his hand next to McGonagall's plate.

"Boss Mai's golden dragon is quite expressive, and being able to carve such a delicate golden dragon with a potato in such a short period of time shows the wonder of knife work." Michael, who sat in the middle, looked at the golden dragon carved by McGonagall and exclaimed.

"The details of this dragon scale dragon beard are clear, and the proportions are also very exquisite, and the skill of Boss Mai's potato sculpture is incomparable to even some carvers." Robert stepped forward and looked at it carefully for a while, and couldn't help but praise.

Jeffrey stared at the golden dragon for a few moments, and then at McGonagall's gaze a little more surprised, he had seen many geniuses in his life, and they were often able to do things that ordinary people in a certain field could not do.

But after all, people's energy and talent are limited, and no one can do many things well at the same time, and even most of them cannot balance life and work.

But he was a little surprised by McGonagall's extraordinary talent for cooking, carving, costume design, and perhaps other aspects he didn't understand.

"What else is there he can't do?" Hill looked at McGonagall with the same interest.

As a woman who has been shrouded in the aura of genius since she was a child and grew up in admiration, she has gradually become interested in McGonagall since she met him.

Nova looked at McGonagall's golden dragon and then fell on Haws's potato platter, smiling thoughtfully.

McGonagall had a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, he didn't need to say anything, his knife skills, everything had been shown on this dragon, and if he could understand it, he would understand, and if he couldn't understand it, he still wouldn't understand.

"Ha Switzerland, what are you playing again?" Michael didn't rush to make a judgment, but turned to look at Ha Switzerland and asked.

The people present also looked at Ha Switzerland curiously, with his reputation and strength, shouldn't he just raise the flag and surrender?

"You've finished showing?" Harsh asked, looking at McGonagall with a smile.

"Yes." McGonagall nodded, he had carved the golden dragon, and there was nothing else to show, but what else could he show besides these potato chunks? This made McGonagall a little curious.

"Okay, then it's my turn to perform." Ha Swiss smiled and pointed to the potatoes on the plate and said, "You see, they are just a bunch of potatoes now. ”

Then he waved his hand at the potato platter, and the potato pieces that had been scattered on the large plate suddenly moved, like stacked blocks, piled on top of each other, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a golden dragon.

Ha Swiss smiled, "You see, now it's a dragon. ”

"Wow-"

The audience was in an uproar, and everyone looked at the dragon that was almost identical to McGonagall's golden dragon, and their eyes lit up, and they watched this scene in disbelief.

"Building blocks?" McGonagall was also a little surprised, not only because Harswiss was still a space magician, but also because he was able to build a golden dragon out of scattered potato chunks.

Although there is a big gap between the details and carvings of his dragon, this understanding of the structure and the knowledge of the potato pieces he himself cuts is beyond anyone's imagination.

He can be sure that in the process of reconstruction, the potatoes did not change their shape in any way, but were simply piled together in the simplest way, in a very wonderful way.

"Of course, he can also be a pig." Ha Swiss tapped the dragon's head slightly, and the dragon collapsed with a bang, and then quickly piled up again, turning into a rather fat sow.

"Wow! It's amazing!! ”

There was a burst of exclamation and applause.

"This ...... Is this magic? How did he turn the dragon into a pig? Yabei Mia blinked and said incredulously.

"It's space magic, but it's just using magic to stack the potato pieces he cuts, and he has an amazing understanding of the potato chips he cuts, and each potato slice should have been calculated in thickness and size, so it can be used to combine them into any existence." Elizabeth was equally amazed.

"Barbara, aren't you a space magician? Can you? Jane asked quietly as she looked at Barbara.

"I ...... Of course I can......" Barbara coughed lightly, her expression slightly unnatural.

Then Ha Switzerland changed the potato cubes into three or four more forms, and with a dashing wave of his hand, countless potato pieces were scattered on the plate again, still the seemingly scattered potato pieces.

However, this plate of potato wedges has become different in everyone's eyes, it represents infinite change, but also infinite possibilities.

"Thank you, thank you." Ha Swiss smiled and arched his hand with everyone, and then looked at the people in the referee's seat: "The performance is over, now please make a choice for the judges." ”

McGonagall also looked at the judges, and he was a little surprised by Ha Switzerland's hand, and it became a little unknown what the result would be.

"Ha Switzerland, your hand of building block cutting, more and more changes, it seems that the knife work has increased a lot over the years, this vote, I have to vote for you." Nova said with a smile.

Ha Swiss smiled and said: "In the past five years, I have changed the number of blocks from one hundred and eighty pieces to three hundred and sixty pieces, and I can basically change any form, so it is naturally different." ”

"Grandpa once said that the building block food of the Ha Swiss master is endless, and it tastes interesting, and it is difficult to find the second place in the world. Hill also exclaimed.

"For you, I'm really going to see the old man Ian in the evening." Ha Swiss said with a smile.

Michael smiled and raised his hand to McGonagall and said, "The building blocks of Ha Switzerland are still so interesting, but I think the dragon carved by Boss Mai is more delicate, and a wide kitchen knife can do such a delicate operation, and the knife work can be seen, so I vote for Boss McCord." ”

"Master Ha Swiss's control and understanding of ingredients, there are very few chefs in the world who can control it, but today's knife work alone, Boss Mai's superb skills and precision are all moving, so I vote for Boss Mai." Robert also raised his hand to McGonagall.

"2:2 - Ping!"

All eyes are on Jeffrey, whose choice will determine the outcome of the first matchup.