Ranked seventh among the nine forbidden hands: a thousand twists and turns!

After half a month of training, coupled with the assistance of healing medicine in the food mall, the first layer of the hands was finally successfully practiced, consuming a total of 30 points of food qi, the consumption is indeed quite large, but the harvest is completely worth it.

Seeing that the potatoes were quickly stripped by Qin Yu, the onlookers all stared at each other.

You should know that the shape of potatoes is irregular, most of them are pitted, and even many strange shapes are connected to each other.

But in Qin Yu's hands, whether it is potholes or strange shapes, it is not a problem at all, the flying right hand, the flexible fingers, can always handle the potato skin cleanly through subtle adjustments.

Is this the power of a thousand twisted hands?

"Guys, it's too late to look any further. Qin Yu sent a kind hint.

Everyone was stunned, and then screams erupted, crackling and chaotic, patronizing to watch the "magic trick", but forgetting that the fine sand in the hourglass was continuing to flow.

Squinting eyes, Han Ying and the withdrawn boy didn't dare to look at it anymore, and hurriedly concentrated on washing the potatoes, but under the pressure, the speed increased significantly.

"Thousands of twists and turns are the secret genealogy of the Liu family, where did you steal it?" The steward's expression was quite stern, and his tone was even more severe, which was completely questioning.

Qin Yu's right hand paused slightly, and he didn't raise his head and said, "Stealing? This is what I won with dignity, besides, did I say that I used a thousand twists and turns?"

"This ......," the steward was so choked that he couldn't speak, and he snorted and flicked his sleeves away.

The tense test continued, an average of three seconds, and after two and a half minutes, all fifty potatoes were peeled and washed with water, just three minutes later, temporarily dominating among all the candidates.

Qin Yu let his somewhat sore wrist rest a little, turned his head to look back, Murong Xue was not slow, and also started the peeling work, and then looked to the sides, Han Ying and the withdrawn boy were peeling.

The difference is that Han Ying is rubbing hard with his hands, while the withdrawn boy is cutting, his hands are extremely fast, and the skill of the knife is breathtaking.

"Hehe, do you see? I won't be much fuller than you, and when I get to the cut, I will definitely surpass yours, brother who is a rival in love!" Perhaps sensing Qin Yu's gaze, Han Ying raised his palm, and the skin in his palm actually became extremely rough, and it glowed with a faint light, which played the role of a steel wool ball, and it was easy to wipe off the potato skin.

"Is it also the Nine Great Forbidden Hands? This batch of freshmen is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and sure enough, they are all monsters with squinting eyes. Qin Yu muttered, set up the cutting board and uncovered the cloth pocket, nailed the kitchen knife to the cutting board, the kitchen knife made of all-steel, the light and recognizable blade reflected Qin Yu's gradually sharp eyes.

Rubbing his right hand, Qin Yu piled the clean potatoes on the left side, put the washed large basin on the right side, closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath, and then suddenly opened his eyes, and the kitchen knife turned around three times in a row, and cut it down with a bang.

With a crisp aggressive sound, thin and even potato slices appear one after another, and if you listen carefully, you will find that the intervals between each stroke are exactly the same, and the force cannot be picked out at all.

In just six seconds, the potatoes disappeared under Qin Yu's knife and turned into even shredded potatoes to the extreme, until this moment, he was the only one in the audience who cut them.

Cutting to the fifteenth, Qin Yu's rhythm was finally disrupted, not because of fatigue or mistakes, but because of the violent air flow from the left.

Not only Qin Yu, but the people nearby also felt the air current, strange, where did the wind come from?

Curious, many people looked towards the source of the air current, it was the lonely young man, and the air flow that radiated towards the surroundings was actually coming from him!

Qin Yu was surprised, it's amazing, isn't it? The human body can produce wind? Is this scientific?

Whether the subject is scientific or not, it is the truth, the wind in the withdrawn boy is not only spreading, but slowly spinning. He grabbed his long knife wrapped around the white cloth and ripped it off, revealing the light blue blade inside!

The blade was long, palm-wide, shaped like a machete, and shimmered with a terrifying light blue throughout.

That's right, it's chopping vegetables, and the withdrawn boy answered everyone's doubts with practical actions.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone (including Qin Yu and Han Ying), the withdrawn young man threw the potato into the air violently, and then slashed horizontally with a knife in both hands.

The pale blue glow still lingered in the air, the wind was raging, the waves followed, and the whole potatoes suddenly disintegrated, turning into impeccable shredded potatoes scattered all over the sky.

One knife, just one knife, Qin Yu's six-second work was completed by a lonely young man!

"This is not scientific!" Qin Yu subconsciously shouted, he was really shocked, the blade is always vertical, how can it be possible to cut potatoes into shreds with one knife?

However, what is even more unscientific is still to come, the shredded potatoes that are scattered all over the sky did not fall to the ground, but flew in the wind and fell towards the big basin, just like the elf in the wind, with wisdom, will find its own direction.

"Get up!" The lonely young man glanced at Qin Yu with sharp eyes, stomped his right foot, and the phantom of the waves appeared out of thin air, knocking over the bamboo basket containing the clean potatoes, and lifting all the potatoes into the air with the load.

"Chop!" the knife light rose again, the young man waved the long knife like crazy, the dark blue light blades crisscrossed the air, one by one the potatoes were broken in the knife wind, and countless potato shreds were like a violent storm, swept into the basin, and in an instant they were piled up into a mountain.

Maybe he wasn't the fastest at cleaning and peeling, but he surpassed everyone in an instant!

The potatoes in Han Ying's hand fell again, her squinting eyes widened wider and wider, and she suddenly pointed at the withdrawn young man and shouted: "The wind and the waves, the wind and the waves, you are the heir of the enemy!"

"Wind and waves, it's really wind and waves, there are wind and waves, you can't be wrong with wind and waves!"

"The ninth of the Nine Peerless Sword Workers is the Wind and Waves, the enemy's exclusive secret technique, I actually saw it here!"

"Oh my God, first the hands are twisted and turned, and then the wind and waves are stacked, isn't it the entrance assessment of the Nine Counties and One County Martial Arts Academy?

"Crazy, crazy, crazy, why do you family heirs come to fight with us? God will kill them!"

The screams came and went, and almost everyone recognized the wind and waves, but there was no way, the vision of this knife technique was so special that even if you heard it, you could recognize it at a glance.

The knife is surging in the wind, and the knife is falling in the wind and the waves are stopping.

This is the ninth of the Nine Absolute Knife Workers in the Food Continent: Wind and Waves!

(Official complaint: Little master, you ran to the wrong set!)