Seeing that the situation was not right, the elders of Yaotai hurriedly came out to play a round. "Now that the works of the Eight Canteens have been tasted, shouldn't we taste the ......?"

When everyone in the hall heard this, their attention was once again focused on the ordinary-looking piece of tiger meat. Again, the hall roared. Because, everyone was shocked to find that until now, the more than 100 catties of tiger meat were still suspended motionless in the air. In the great change of poisoning just now, that bald young man could still take care of tiger meat. How can this kind of state of mind and supernatural powers be something that ordinary people can do? All the people present, including those of the ten major sects, all have a heart of "admiration" for Baochan Temple.

"Alas, after the thieves of the 'Ten Thousand Poison Gate', a lot of time has been wasted. I don't know, does this young man's barbecue need to be reheated?" the elder of Yaotai kindly reminded.

"No!" Piao Wuxian replied quite simply, "Don't say it for a while, even if it is delayed for another hour or two, my barbecue will never get cold!"

Listening to the words behind the floating behind, everyone in the hall suddenly became curious, and carefully looked at the large piece of tiger meat suspended in the air again one by one.

It turned out that in the distance on the periphery of the large piece of tiger meat suspended in the air, there was still a circle of hazy firelight. It seems that it was made of the roaring fire dragon (later, those liquid grease dragons were transformed into soaring fire dragons with teeth and claws, and after drilling in and out several times, the floating barbecue was really completed). Regardless of asking, it can be seen that this hazy fire ring has played a good role in heat preservation. This kind of miraculous technique, let alone the audience in the audience, even the well-informed eight chefs and eight judges on the stage are unheard of.

"Shaoxia's magic skills, it's really breathtaking!" One of the eight judges first sighed with emotion, and then asked with a frown, "It's just that such a big piece of tiger meat, you don't want the eight of us to hold it and eat it together, right?"

"Haha, I can't say, it's called 'hand-grabbed barbecue colorful tigers'!" one of the eight judges replied loudly with a smile. It's just that the irony in the words is already very obvious.

Alas, it's no wonder. After all, Drifting Without a Trace is closely related to Dugu Tianfeng. Just now, the eight judges were deflated by Dugu Tianfeng's sharp words, and now they naturally took this breath out on their beloved disciple, Piaowu.

How smart is Zheng Rentu? At a glance, he knew that he had been implicated by someone and suffered an unwarranted disaster. As a result, the original golden lock's brow furrowed even tighter. Because, Zheng Rentu knows that in the scoring process of the cooking judges, the subjectivity is still very strong. Originally, the cooking works of the chefs of the eight major canteens were impeccable, and the key figures who now determine the victory or defeat, the eight judges, had obvious bias, so Zheng Rentu felt that the hope of winning this competition was even more slim.

Unfortunately, there were few responders. Seeing that they were the only ones who laughed sarcastically, the eight judges quickly restrained their laughter very embarrassed.

Alas, the sad eight judges, before they retaliated with a mockery, did not make it clear that the object they wanted to ridicule was the hero who had just saved tens of thousands of lives. Therefore, such a stupid act was immediately met with the angry eyes of almost everyone in the hall.

Although the eyes cannot kill, they can affect people's state of mind. Being angrily stared at by tens of thousands of people is not pleasant. Therefore, the eight judges who were hairy all over their bodies immediately explained: "Joke, pure joke!"

"Yes, yes, we saw the solemn scene, so we wanted to adjust the atmosphere. Another of the eight judges added.

"Baochan Temple is the Taishan Beidou of martial arts, and its magical powers are beyond the guess of mortals such as us. Let me wait and see, and wait for the incisive performance of this young man in Baochan Temple!" In the end, in the more witty and incendiary words of one of the eight judges, everyone's angry eyes were diverted from them.

Although it was only a brief moment, the backs of the eight judges were completely soaked in cold sweat. When no one was paying attention, these eight people invariably reached out and wiped the corners of their foreheads. "His mother's, I was scared to death just now!"

Seeing this, Zheng Rentu's eyes couldn't help but shine, and he immediately felt that the hope of winning had greatly increased, so he hurriedly stepped forward and explained in a voice: "This is colorful tiger meat. Colorful tiger meat is also known as 'repeated three rolls of fresh'. The so-called 'repeated three rolls of freshness' means that the meat is constantly tumbling between the tongue and lips, and each time it rolls, you will taste a different kind of umami. The best chefs can bring out a thousand flavors in it, so just roll it on the tip of your tongue until it's worn out. According to legend, one of the imperial chefs of Emperor Qi won the reputation of "God Chef" because of this. This is also a monument that no one can surpass so far!"

The people in the hall couldn't calm down, because according to the meaning of the words of the "new generation of little chef kings", his young master seemed to want to compete with the legendary "god chef". Come to think of it, if you can have such confidence, even if you still haven't reached the realm of "God Chef", I'm afraid it's not far behind. What astonishing news is this? How can everyone in the hall not be shocked when they hear it?

After everyone was quiet, Zheng Rentu Fang continued: "As for the 'hand grasping' that the eight judges are worried about, it is completely mediocre and self-disturbing. ”

When the eight judges heard this, their faces changed, but they were afraid of everyone's terrible gaze, and they couldn't help it.

Zheng Rentu tilted his head a little proudly and defiantly, and then continued: "If you want to taste this legendary delicacy, you can just open your mouth. When the time comes, the delicacy will fly into your mouth. Although it is only a very small piece, you must remember not to swallow it in one gulp, and you must keep rolling between your tongue and lips, preferably without chewing, and let it melt slowly between the tumbles. Only in this way will you be able to appreciate the 'thousands of flavors'!"

When the eight judges heard this, they glanced at Zheng Rentu with disdain, and at the same time said angrily in their hearts: "Hmph, how old are you? Do we have to do what you say? Even if we do what you say, the quality of the food is not up to a few of us? Even if this 'repeated three rolls of freshness' is really as magical as you said, can't a few of us pick out all kinds of faults against our will?" Now, the eight judges finally know why this "new generation of little chef king" lost the competition more than ten years ago.

"Hmph, for the judges, it's strange if you don't lose the competition!" the eight judges couldn't help but say with disdain in their hearts.