Chapter 328: The God of Food is Born!

Zhao Xiaoyu hurriedly transmitted the sound and told He Yong about today's topic, and He Yong nodded to show that he understood.

After He Yong finished speaking, he walked back to the competition venue and took a look, how many ingredients were left.

After watching it, I secretly thought about it, and many cameras were pointed at him, all wanting to see how the world-famous Master He cooked.

From the time He Yong came here with his true face, everyone had already understood: He Yong, the champion of Maotu City, must have been attended by Master He Yirong at that time.

Now what people are curious about is not why He Yong participated in the God of Food Competition, but how he even knows how to cook? and even won the championship of Maotu City!

In this way, He Yong is really omnipotent....

The National Voice, which is now in full swing, was also initiated by He Yong.

Although I don't know He Yong's true identity, with the ears and eyes of major reporters, I also know some of He Yong's terrifying background.

No matter how hard the backstage of the major media is, as long as He Yong is mentioned, they are always very careful to remind: Don't provoke!

Even if it is a news report, no one dares to report negative news!

On the contrary, it seems that the major media outlets are competing to report on He Yong's various positive images, which is also a reason for the sharp increase in He Yong's exchange points.

At this time, He Yong saw that there were still many remaining ingredients, and understood that Zhao Xiaoyu had prepared them.

He was secretly ashamed in his heart, after the time of the previous Martial God possession, he still did not come out of the state of epiphany.

So the retreat began.

The internal force in his body was surging and furious, and no wild beast dared to disturb him.

It wasn't until this morning that he finally broke through to the Holy Rank and Martial King Realm!

He didn't hesitate, and directly used the exchange point to elevate himself to the peak of the late stage of the Martial King Realm!

When he left unhurriedly and asked someone to find out that today was the finals of the God of Food Competition, he came in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, it was still a step too late.

Fortunately, Zhao Xiaoyu helped them participate in the competition and did not let themselves be eliminated directly.

Under the gaze of many people, He Yong's body shook slightly, and his whole body exuded a colorful glow, and a large piece of ingredients around him flew up, constantly rotating around him.

Not only that, but the water in the bucket also flew up automatically, and under his delicate control, some of the ingredients were washed.....

Everyone was attracted by He Yong's performance and watched intently.

Suspend and clean food, as long as the martial artist above the second rank can easily do it.

But if you divide hundreds of ingredients into different ways to clean them, not everyone can do it.

Boom...

He Yong stretched out his palm, and a knife with condensed internal force appeared on each of his five fingers, and the knife flew up and down with He Yong's movements, carving various patterns and shapes into ingredients one by one.

Everyone was dazzled and deeply attracted by He Yong's methods.

At this time, the camera simply put the lens on He Yong, and Zhao Xiaoyu and Murong Ting both showed obsessive looks in their eyes, looking at He Yong intently.

In just ten seconds, He Yong finished carving!

He jumped to his feet, the carved or sliced and lumpy ingredients swirling around him like a tornado, and He Yong's hand was still changing, and a water dragon rushed up from below, mixing with the ingredients.

He Yong stood in the air, the ingredients and water condensed in front of him, and gradually, they were combined into a cake made of various carvings!

As his palms kept changing, materials flew from below, blending into the water and the 'cake', He Yong closed his eyes, and the feeling of being on the doorstep came again.

He understands: this is a critical moment, as long as he understands it, he can become a real god of food!

If you don't understand it thoroughly, it will be very difficult to enter this state in the future!

"Skills, grandmaster-level cooking skills, how to integrate?"

He Yong gradually entered a state of self-forgetfulness, and only this paragraph remained in his mind.

He suddenly remembered that his medical skills had reached the state of god, and he felt that he was about to catch something, but when he wanted to catch it, he couldn't catch anything!

"Tricks, tricks, tricks..... Skills can be varied, can be applied to all walks of life, it is varied, all walks of life have skills......"

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered his mental method 'Da Luo Wan Xiang Duel'!

Isn't this just a thousand tricks, containing it? How similar is this to a complete set of skills?

"Hahaha.... I see!hahaha...."

He Yong laughed maniacally, making everyone who paid attention to him stunned.

Zhao Xiaoyu and Murong Ting looked at him even more worriedly, for fear that he would be stimulated by something.

The remaining few contestants were disturbed by his laughter, and all the works in their hands were shattered.

The participants were immediately furious, but they thought that this person was Master He, and they dared not speak out, and they were ready to wait for He Yong to do a good job, and jointly denounce He Yong.

He Yong, as a master-level public figure, actually destroyed their works like this, I don't believe that under the gaze of so many people, He Yong can not give an explanation?

It's just that He Yong obviously didn't mean to explain to them at this time.

I saw He Yong laughing, and the huge carving in front of him also 'bang' and burst open!

"This ..... What does Master He mean? In that case, who is the champion of this God of Food Competition?"

"Yes, if there are no works in the end, won't it become a joke in this year's God of Food Competition?"

"The joke is for sure, but I guess there's going to be an extra game until the split is over. ”

“...........”

Just when everyone was talking, He Yongcai slowly fell down, with a smile on his face.

When He Yong completely fell, a strange aura suddenly came from him, making everyone stunned.

"W-Is this ......?"

"That's right! It is recorded in the book that the real god of food is such a breath!"

"Oh my God, what did we see? Today we witnessed the birth of a god of food!"

"The internal force comes with the fragrance of ten thousand dishes! This is really the birth ...... the god of food."

"Oh my God, I heard that the god of food is very terrifying, and he can make all kinds of delicious food into people by doing his own hands, and he is so salty and salty that he died.......

"And I've heard that the god of food can use everything as an ingredient! Even a stone can be turned into a delicacy!"

"If you do it with the God of Food, even if you don't die, if one is a palm, your arm will become a fried golden hand....."

"This is the real god of food! The previous eighteen are just titles! Today is really an honor!"

“..........”

The audience was amazed, adored, and excited......

And several people in the competition glanced at each other at this time, and couldn't help but look at each other and smile bitterly: He Yong has become a real god of food, so it's nothing to interrupt them!

Even if they don't interrupt them, what else can they do?

He Yong looked at the timer not far away, there was still more than a minute, he smiled faintly, looked at the few remaining ingredients on the stage and the table and bucket used for the competition, and directly waved his hand to pull these things to his side.

"Up!"

As soon as he raised his hand, the table and bucket cracked, squeezed into a ball, and then directly condensed into a ball under He Yong's peculiar internal force.

"Fire!"

As He Yong's voice fell, the tables, chairs, and ingredients were surrounded by a large flame, and then the shape continued to change in the flames....

He Yong's mind was almost connected to the ingredients in the flames, and in the turmoil of his mind, the ingredients gradually changed qualitatively, and finally changed into edible items....

"Close!"

At the sound of the command, the flames faded, and a delicate carving appeared in the air that emitted this alluring fragrance........