As the night deepened, the sky and the earth became dark.

In the vast mountains, fierce beasts are rampant, and all kinds of terrible beast roars come and go in the dark night.

In the dense mountains and forests, there is a faint light floating from a distance, which looks extremely warm and soft.

When I looked in, I saw the stout hundred-zhang giant tree standing proudly, and the layers of verdant branches and leaves were spreading, looking extremely vigorous and upright.

Hundreds of thunderous rhinos were crowded one after another, leaning against the ancient trees in a group, lying quietly on the ground, shaking their heads and snorting a few times from time to time.

Thousands of big men laughed and laughed around the campfire, drinking and chatting with each other.

In the corner near the giant tree, Lin Hao and his party sat on the ground, staring curiously at the rough man.

On the ground in the middle, a large iron pot was erected, and a pot of soup was boiling with firewood burning. If you look closely, the various medicinal herbs and ferocious beast meat inside are tumbling non-stop, and the rich fragrance floating in it is extremely attractive.

Not far away, a five-meter-tall colorful giant tiger was crawling, tilting its head at this time, as if it was napping slightly.

"Wow, that pot of soup smells so good, it must be delicious!" Soka's eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and he kept stirring his Adam's apple, and his face was full of monkey urgency.

"Hmm." Tu Yan sniffed and nodded, revealing a look of intoxication on his face.

Wang Kun jumped to the giant tiger, picked up the black iron rod, and saluted several people with a fist: "Everyone, don't be impatient, and let the contemptible people show it." ”

Lin Hao glanced at each other, retreated to the corner, raised his head and laughed: "Very good!" It's a good time to see today."

"As it should be." Wang Kun nodded, walked to the back of the giant tiger, groped out a few large bags from inside, and took out a few pieces of snake meat weighing more than ten catties from the cold iron box.

"Huh?" Lin Hao observed carefully, raised his eyes and swept away, only to see the broad back of the giant tiger, which was full of many animal skin bags and wooden boxes, and they were all kitchen utensils and ingredients.

Next to the large iron pot, there are several makeshift stone stoves, which look quaint. Wang Kun carried a large number of ingredients in his hand, walked to a flat square boulder, and put down the things that needed to be cooked.

The surface of the boulder is smooth as a mirror, blue-black, and faint knife marks are faintly visible, which is obviously artificially cut into the shape of a stone platform.

"Everybody, be optimistic." Wang Kun's face was solemn, he put the dark iron rod beside him, and gently touched the snake meat with his hand.

His eyes were tightly closed, he exhaled deeply, and he was dressed in a hunting and dancing wildly, suddenly exuding an inexplicable momentum.

On the stone platform, various spices, dark iron rods, several large pieces of snake meat, square snow-white wood, unknown animal fat. The items are placed in an orderly manner, which looks very complete, but only the kitchen knife is not visible.

"What is this for?" Lin Hao frowned, wondering in his heart.

At this moment, Wang Kun made a new move.

His eyes opened suddenly, and he used his hand to ** on the snake meat one by one, over and over again, looking indescribably gentle.

Gradually, Wang Kun pinched countless mysterious gestures, and his arm waved faster and faster, slowly bringing out a burst of afterimage.

"Bang Bang-" The sound of dense slapping sounded, which seemed extremely abrupt and strange in the hazy woods of the night.

Wang Kun used a set of mysterious palm techniques, his fingers fluttering like butterflies through flowers, and gently patting the snake meat.

In an instant, streams of true qi gushed out, mixed with a faint martial arts rhyme, through bursts of dark energy, slowly blending into the snake meat like water droplets.

"Head, what is he doing?" Soka scratched his ears and cheeks, his face full of confusion.

"Just keep looking." Tu Yan shook his head, his eyes flashing, staring at the hands, as if he could see the flowers.

"Up!" Wang Kun let out a low sigh and threw a few pieces of snake meat into the sky.

With a few smacks, the palm shadows flashed in the sky.

A stream of sword qi suddenly appeared, and it went towards the dense envelopment of the snake flesh.

"Puff puff puff-" In mid-air, several pieces of snake meat shook endlessly, fell abruptly to the ground, and landed steadily in the bucket stone bowl.

"Snort-" A slight voice sounded, and the pieces of flesh instantly burst into knife marks.

Lin Hao walked over and took a look, and found that the snake meat had been scattered into a heap, turning into countless five-centimeter-long pieces of meat.

"Bang-" Wang Kun suddenly shouted, his hand slapped lightly on the stone platform, and invisible ripples vibrated out, and several piles of meat slices and snow-white wood instantly rose into the sky.

"Huh-" The erected palm turned into an afterimage, shredding the square solid wood like a knife.

"Click-" After a crisp sound, the wood scattered in all directions, and suddenly turned into countless thin sticks like bamboo sticks.

"Fall!" Wang Kun's tongue bloomed with lotus flowers, and his hand swept to the large pile of bamboo sticks.

In mid-air, several piles of snake meat that fell flew away, and they were all passed through by snow-white bamboo sticks.

There was a sound of ping-pong, and snake meat skewers fell from the stone platform. If you look closely, no toothpick is superfluous, and it is exactly the same!

With a slight wave of his hand, snake meat skewers and various spices and oils flew up instantly. With a few clicks, the meat skewers are instantly coated with even seasoning and grease.

The meat skewers shook, turned around a few times in mid-air, and were taken by the wide palms, and immediately fell gently into the stone bowl.

"This ...... The realm of sword art is well understood, and it is already quite good. Tu Yan glanced at Wang Kun, then turned his head to look at the dark iron rod, and then shook his head with complicated eyes.

"All the movements are fluid, as leisurely as splashing ink and painting. With such precise control, it's terrifying. Lin Hao thought in his heart.

"Here comes the fire!" Wang Kun picked up the stone bowl and walked to the stone stove full of firewood. As his hand grew redder and flamed like a red-hot soldering iron, he swung it lightly into a pile of dry wood.

"Whew-" The pyre instantly burst into flames.

Next, Wang Kun used countless secret techniques, and the sky was full of palms with afterimages, as well as surging waves of true qi.

Next to the barbecue grill, the flames turned into a dragon roaring and flying, and the grease on the snake meat skewers crackled, slowly emitting bursts of tantalizing fragrance.

"Goo-dong-" Soka stood nearby, swallowing and saliva with a greedy face.

Wang Kun nodded with satisfaction, walked over with the stone bowl, and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, please give me advice." ”

In the stone bowl, there are snake meat skewers with all colors and flavors. The golden color, the scent that keeps penetrating into the nostrils, everything is appetizing.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Lin Hao picked up the meat skewers, lowered his head and sniffed it, and took another bite easily, his eyes widening.

In the deep mountains of ice and snow, the cold wind is biting. The thin swordsman unfolded his body and slashed out one knife after another in his hand.

The snow bright knife light continued to explode, like a startled lightning.

Knives, such fast knives, such terrible knives.

"Bang-" In the snow, a hundred-zhang long python suddenly flew out, and when the bloody wind was raging, it opened its bloody mouth and bit the knife fiercely.

"Click-" The sword light that spanned the sky and the earth lit up, as if it was about to cut through the sky, and the air along the way instantly collapsed inch by inch.

"Hiss-" The giant python suddenly raised its head and roared in pain, and a terrible evil aura erupted all over its body. In an instant, the surrounding mountains shook, and countless snowflakes fell.

"Bang bang—"

"What's going on?" Lin Hao woke up suddenly, holding a bamboo stick in his hand, and his back was drenched in cold sweat.

"How?" Uncle Tuyan smashed his mouth, and his face was full of unfinished face.

"Ah, the snake! Knives, so fast knives! Ahhh

Wang Kun stood with his hands in his hands and asked with a smile: "Brother Lin, do you have any gains?" ”

"It's ...... Martial arts perception? Lin Hao waved his palm a few times, and the air immediately made a violent sound.

He shook his palm, and found that he had inexhaustible strength in his body, and the shadow of a set of knife techniques faintly floated in his heart.

"Not bad." Tu Yan nodded, his face became extremely solemn, and he turned to Wang Kun to thank him: "This thing is really precious, but Tu Mou has taken a big advantage." ”

"It doesn't matter." Wang Kun waved his hand and laughed heartily.

Lin Hao's eyes widened, and his heart moved: "Hey, is it ......?"

In the reckless world, the martial chef is a particularly mysterious, powerful, and rare group.

The magic of them lies in the fact that they can understand martial arts from the dishes, and they can also borrow their true qi and martial will to pour their own martial arts into it to help others comprehend martial arts faster.

In other words, a martial chef with a high level of culinary skills must also be a martial arts master who has cultivated to a strong level.

The reason why they are sought after is because the dishes they make will contain their own martial will. As long as an ordinary martial artist has tasted special dishes, he can realize the sword intent, sword intent, palm technique, whip method, exercises, and secret techniques infused into it......