"Shining Gold Ark, did you come up with this technique yourself?"

Examiner Teresa asked suddenly.

"What do you mean?" the others wondered.

Ark hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes, this is what I came up with, not a way to steal someone else. ”

"I don't think you can't think of it, but it's nice that you can think of this method. But unfortunately, I can't let you through. Teresa said lightly, and her tone of regret made people feel even more confused.

"For what?" Ark couldn't understand.

Teresa stood up, walked in front of the roast chicken, glanced at it, and said, "Because this method has already been used." ”

"What?" said Ark in surprise, "someone used this method first. ”

"And it's a method that's already in common use. I thought you knew how to do it. But you actually came up with your own solution. Your talent is indeed good. But unfortunately, this is only a small town, and the pursuit of food here is not enough, and the flow of information here is too insufficient. This technique may not be popular in Spain, but it is already well known in other countries. Maybe you've put a lot of effort into thinking about this method, but in the end you've come up with a method that someone else has already used. And the food I've eaten is so much better than yours. Countless wizards have studied this technique to the extreme after learning about this method, but in Spain, this technique is still studied by you alone, and the gap is too far. I regret that your talent has been wasted. ”

"There is such a thing. In a place like Wangcheng, food is developing faster than a small town in the countryside. Viscount Miguel also said.

"Ark, if you can, I want you to study in different places, and if you are limited to one town, your talent will be wasted. ”

"Thank you for your suggestion, I'll consider it. Ark said, and there was a sudden emotion in his heart.

He knew that Examiner Teresa's words were not deceiving him, and since Teresa Examiner said that there was, then he must have seen such a technique, and it was not surprising that he had seen such a technique. If there are many wizards who communicate together, this technique will inevitably be studied more thoroughly, so it is not surprising that the practice of eating better is not surprising.

Even if he is a genius, he can't be better than many wizards.

Wizards, communication is needed.

But will he be able to give up the 'Golden Sunshine'?

At this moment, Connor shouted at the Fire Fist below, "Aren't you coming up?"

Fire Fist was also hesitating.

Ark's words explained for him: "The countrymen don't know the characteristics of the Ice Bone Chicken!"

That's right, a person like Huoquan from the countryside didn't know the characteristics of Lu Dao Ice Bone Chicken beforehand, so he just did it according to his usual practice, which was delicious for ordinary roast chicken, but for Ice Bone Chicken, it was still a little bit hot.

Maybe you can pass, maybe you can't.

Fire Fist also hesitated.

Suddenly, as if he had made up some kind of determination, Fire Fist asked the stage, "My roast chicken is not finished yet, can I still process it?"

"You've already arrived here, I'm afraid you won't be able to. It's unconventional. Scott looked regretful, but his heart was happy.

He was driven out of the 'Changing Slime' by the Ice and Fire Brothers, although the Ice and Fire Brothers said that they would return the store to him after the bread match, but in fact they never wanted to return it to him, although Erica's victory made him happy, but his breath never came out! He was happy to see the Ice and Fire Brothers unlucky.

"Looks like the redneck brother is going to lose right here!" said Ark with joy in his heart.

Firefist pointed at Yak and said, "If your rose is considered to be the most processed rose, then I can also perform the most refined processing!"

Ark looked at the examiners.

Many examiners looked at each other, and finally Teresa said, "You are not allowed to take any kitchen utensils and materials other than those on your body, so that even if you have prepared for processing." ”

"That's enough!" Fire Fist made up his mind, put the plate on the table, and said to the examiners, "Everyone, please be careful. ”

"Fire Fist, what are you going to do?" Iceeye shouted from afar.

The others were even more puzzled, and could only watch as the Fire Fist set up a posture and untied the lid.

The roast chicken on the plate exudes an endless fragrance.

But Fire Fist knew that this roast chicken was not perfect enough.

Therefore, it is also necessary to process the most rearly!

Convinced, Fire Fist took a bottle from his body and opened the cap.

The old mayor sniffed and immediately responded, "Wine? Moreover, it is a high-strength wine." ”

I saw that the Fire Fist had already tossed the wine bottle high, and bright wine poured out of the wine bottle.

In the hand of the Fire Fist is a redstone.

"Click!"

The redstone is crushed and exploded.

"Boom!"

The flames burned, and the liquor burned in the air.

"Euler, Ola, Ola, Ola!"

The fist of the Fire Fist has already slammed towards the flame of wine!

The bottle fell, and the fire fist caught it, kicking the bottle up again, pouring the wine and rekindling the flames.

And the fist of fire never stops.

"This is, fist wind!" said Viscount Miguel, "high-speed boxing brings wind pressure, this is the strength of an intermediate swordsman, I can't imagine that he can do it even as a wizard." ”

"No, ordinary intermediate swordsmen can only use their swords to swing their sword winds, and they can't do it like he can swing their fists with their fists!" Captain Blake said in surprise, he himself is an intermediate swordsman, and he can also swing his sword wind, but his fists are still flesh after all, even if he does such a thing, he doesn't dare to practice and try.

"Using the fist wind, the ignited liquor flame is forced into the roast chicken, and the heat is transferred into it without burning the chicken. This man has done such a thing!"

All the examiners, spectators, and contestants were all shocked! Some people used their fists as kitchen utensils to process the dishes in the most exquisite way!

Erica came out of the hidden kitchen, her hands covered in mud.

She looked at the fire fist on the stage, and her heart was shocked.

"Such a punch, even if it is protected by the fist wind, but the hand will still come into contact with the temperature of the flames. His hands are probably already burned!"

At this moment, the howl of the Fire Fist came from the stage, like a wounded lone wolf.

"Big brother, you must win!"

"Ora!" the Fire Fist threw the last punch at the flames that burst out of the liquor.

This last punch was like a boulder falling from a high mountain smashing into the lake, and the entire surface of the lake emitted a circle of ripples.

The flames in the air spread out like splashes of water, creating a circle of ripples of fire.

The ripples dissipated, and the delicate roast chicken was stained with a faint burnt yellow.

The faint aroma of wine, mixed with the aroma of roast chicken, wafted into everyone's heart.

But the fists clenched by the fire fist were already full of desolation.

Only his upright body was like a stone pillar that would not fall.