"It's unpalatable! It's okay to clear my stomach and intestines," Nagi Nagi said in a contemptuous tone as she opened the folding fan to cover the area below her eyes.

"The texture is crunchy and delicious, soft and smooth with the sauce, and the color is excellent... But it's too far away," Dojima Silver said with an ugly face.

"Even after tasting your dish, our tongues still have the deliciousness of those ten dishes just now," Nagi Senzaemon said slowly, which would make the other party fall into a desperate tasting.

"Isn't it really okay? It seems that I haven't learned how to cook yet," the chef turned pale, but did not make a questioning voice, but seemed to have been mentally prepared for the result.

"That's it, I'll start when I'm done, you're the first, let's start with you" Lin Douge took the red-hot soldering iron and slowly walked to the chef opposite, the chef didn't struggle to resist, just stood there with trembling legs, waiting for his operation.

Lin Douge did not relent, because of the other party's courage, but moved a little faster than usual.

"Ahh

It seems that courage does not reduce the feeling of pain, and the other person's cry is no different from that of other people.

The chefs who were cooking on the counter opposite couldn't help but shudder when they heard the screams, and they couldn't bear to see the miserable situation of their companions, so they could only lower their heads and seriously handle the ingredients.

Time passed little by little, and the chefs worked hard to squeeze their potential, more serious than usual, and more careful to cook their own dishes.

But the dishes that were sent one after another were only unanimously shaken heads by the judges.

And Lin Douge has directly turned into a ruthless printing press, putting ugly stamps on their faces one by one.

The audience, both inside and outside the venue, watched the development of things with a look of despair, as if they were watching the neon cooking world step by step towards the abyss of destruction.

Soon the ten chefs on the stage walked off the stage with an ugly brand, and their defeat was announced.

"Ten more up" didn't give the other side too much time to immerse themselves in grief, nor did he fight for time to rest, but just tilted his head and beckoned, asking the other party to quickly choose someone to come up and compete.

After the chefs on the opposite side looked at each other, they also knew that they couldn't waste any more time, so they had more time to rest, and immediately selected 10 more chefs to compete on stage.

This day seems to be the twilight of the gods in the neon cuisine world, and Lin Douge is like a peerless warrior on the field, controlling ten large iron pots, brandishing kitchen knives, delivering super delicious dishes one after another, and cutting the opposite chef one by one.

"Shinaki, don't continue, it's not good for your health, it will burn your esophagus" Nagi Senzaemon looked at his daughter, his face was pale, and there were saliva marks left on his mouth from vomiting many times, and he dissuaded with concern.

"No, I'm okay, I used to vomit more times than I do now, didn't I survive it?" Nagi Nagi stubbornly refused, since she was born, she had never been so satisfied as today, and under the continuous feeding, her tongue was fully satisfied, and the feedback to her was very comfortable and refreshing, so she didn't want to miss such a beautiful moment.

Seeing that Nagi Senzaemon couldn't persuade Nagi to move, he could only pay attention to the situation on her side from time to time, and if it was really time to endanger her health, he would forcibly interrupt her.

The audience looked at Douglas Lin in disbelief, as if he was a perpetual motion machine, he did not look like a human at all, as if he did not have the concept of exhaustion.

In the firelight, the dragon pattern on his body shone brightly, and the surrounding flames were as if they were spewing out from the dragon head on his body, which was daunting.

Ten big red-hot iron pots are like dragon balls in his claws, and under his manipulation, they are still well-behaved and spiritual, giving birth to the best dishes that do not belong to the world.

The event was held from morning to evening, and during lunch and dinner, the spectators bought lunch boxes from the staff.

And Lin Douge was also waiting for the opponent to serve the interval, stir-fried some dishes for himself to solve the meal, and the other side saw that he did not take the opportunity to rest and recover his strength, but wasted his physical strength to stir-fry and eat, he felt even more desperate, and also gave them a terrible cognition, this guy may really have inexhaustible physical strength.

In the passage of time, even if there are more people on the other side, there will always be a time when they are consumed, only to see the last few people, even if they finish their own cooking slowly, they can only be judged to lose, and at the same time, this competition between the neon cooking world and Lin Douge should also come to an end.

Their neon cooking world has completely lost this time, and their faces are disgraced. Even the four Ono Ichiro, who were the instigators, didn't expect the result to be like this, they had thought that Lin Daoge's strength would be terrifying, but how could they have thought that it was ten times more terrifying than they imagined, a hundred times.

Half of the neon cooking world was pierced by him in one day, this is simply a monster, a terrifying big demon king.

His terrifying strength was deeply imprinted in the hearts of the audience, more profoundly than the imprint on the face.

Some feel that there is only one word that can describe him, and that is the god of cooking.

The students looked at the sturdy and domineering figure on the screen with a fanatical face, and unconsciously developed a strong idea of worship, and some groups have spontaneously organized to set up a fan support association of Douglas Lin.

"Okay, this is the last batch, put on the brand and go back to their respective homes" Lin Doug slowly walked towards the last few people, after cooking for so long, he also wanted to go home early and teach Sha Qi the night, so that she could improve her cooking skills.

"Please wait a minute" Just as he was about to make a move, Dojima Gin, who was one of the judges, stood up and stood in front of him and pleaded.

"Willing to gamble and lose, do you want to break your own halberd treaty?" Lin Daoge looked at the muscular guy standing in front of him, and was not surprised, after all, in front of the wicked, there are always people who want to come out and be brave, but I don't know if this person also has such an idea.

"I'm sorry, I know it's very wrong for me to do this, but I still want to ask you to let them go" Dojima Silver turned his head a few times with complicated eyes and looked at Kakurazaki, Mizuhara Fuyumi and several other Yuanyue juniors, turned his head and looked at Lin Daoge firmly again and pleaded. This is his junior, he can't see the other party so young, just graduated and ended his career as a chef, and as a girl, he has such a big scar on his face, and his life will be ruined.

Because Mizuhara Fuyumi and the others were girls, they were left to appear at the end, but what was originally an act to protect them could only become useless.

"Why should I listen to you, don't get in the way, you can't stop me" Lin Douge ruthlessly rejected the other party, and was about to move the other party away.

"Then I will also issue you with a halberd, on the condition that if I win you will let them go"

(End of chapter)