Looking at the fierce scrambles, He Yong was not in a hurry and watched the show.

Almost everyone passed by this point, but for a while none of them were the first to return.

More and more people were knocked out of the ring, and more than a dozen people were knocked down in a blink of an eye.

He Yong sighed secretly in his heart, it is worthy of being a world where everyone knows martial arts, and even the God of Food Contest is so strange!

But looking at the ingredients on it, as some of the eliminated people were brought out of the venue together, he knew he couldn't wait any longer.

swish

He Yong suppressed his strength, and the strength he didn't reveal was too shocking, but despite this, his body also turned into an afterimage, and he rushed to the opposite stage in a blink of an eye.

Seeing He Yong appear, many people shot at him one after another, wanting to knock him out. Now everyone is a competitor, and every time you lose a competitor, you have a better chance of winning in the end.

He Yong smiled slightly, and with just a wave of his hand, he easily blocked more than a dozen attacks!

With his current strength, facing these opponents with the highest talent and the strength of the best martial artists, to put it simply: it's a bit too bullying!

But these people they don't know, seeing that He Yong easily blocked their attack, a thought came to mind at the same time: fierce enemy!

They barely hesitated and attacked He Yong again.

I didn't want to deal with these people because it was so bullying. Just like an adult facing a child's provocation, as long as his temper is not too bad, he will not be as knowledgeable as a child.

But what made him frown slightly was that some people were very ruthless, with a posture of wanting to put him to death.

"Look for death!"

He Yong's eyes were cold, and with a casual wave of his hand, a strong internal force flew out!

Bang bang

With just a casual blow, more than a dozen people were knocked off the stage by him!

"Heaven, Heavenly Martial Artist!"

Everyone's faces changed drastically, and they no longer dared to attack He Yong, and even gave up a large area.

He Yong smiled faintly, grabbed a few ingredients casually, and then jumped back to the arena.

A few shrewd people also took advantage of the fact that everyone didn't react, grabbed a few ingredients, and followed He Yong back to the arena.

"Rob!"

Everyone who came back to their senses had a scuffle again, but now people have become much more disciplined, and no one dares to kill again.

But when I finally came back, there were only about 30 people left!

Just to get the ingredients, 2/3 of the people were eliminated, and some people had blue noses and swollen faces, obviously the injuries were not light, and it would have some impact on the subsequent games.

The host didn't mean to let everyone rest, and after everyone was standing, he immediately said to He Yong and them:

"You only have five minutes to play, and within five minutes, whoever does the best thing wins.

In this competition, we will start from three aspects: color, aroma and taste, and each judge will score the dishes you make. The top 10 players with the highest score can advance to the finals. ”

As soon as his voice fell, no one in the contest had an opinion. If this kind of thing is placed on the earth, five minutes is simply too late.

However, everyone here knows martial arts, even if they cook, they don't need fire, they all use internal force to do it, and five minutes is enough.

After everyone was ready, the host said to everyone, "Let's go!"

Brush brush

Almost everyone started to move together, only to see all kinds of vegetables and meat flying all over the sky, one by one holding knives, turning into afterimages in mid-air.

Puff puff puff

Vegetables or meat are shredded or sliced in the blink of an eye, and some people's things are still carved into different shapes in mid-air.

He Yong took two white radishes, threw them in the air with a raised hand, and then waved his arm and turned into a remnant of the Dao.

He didn't use any knives, and with his current strength, he could condense into a sword with internal force.

The two white radishes in mid-air, covered by internal forces, do not fall. With his thoughts, it kept turning.

After a few seconds, as soon as his hand was closed, the white radish was covered by internal force and slowly fell. There were no marks of cutting by the knife on the surface.

When the white radish landed firmly on the table, He Yong raised his hand at the white radish, and countless crumbs flew on the white radish.

Those who followed him immediately noticed that the white radish had become a perfect work of art at this time.

The sharp-eyed reporters immediately switched their camera lenses to He Yong's artwork.

I saw He Yong's white radish, which had turned into a man and woman in ancient costumes with white clothes and white hair at this time.

Because He Yong's control level is very high, the facial features of the two of them can be seen very clearly, even if they are not embellished with any color now, people can still see this carved woman clearly, like a fairy.

"What a clever carving technique!"

Anyone who sees it is amazed!

He Yong didn't care about the expressions of the people around him, he waved his hand at the bucket on the side, and the internal force instantly covered a ball of water and flew up, and then suspended in midair.

The next moment, he kept adding spices to the water one by one. After the seasoning was added, he began to add side dishes: lamb slices, ham slices, green vegetables, shiitake mushrooms.....

After the seasoning was placed, he threw the two humanoid carvings on it, and then the internal force continued to heat, and in a blink of an eye, the smoke was billowing in the air, and the fragrance gradually came out.

To everyone's surprise, the two-figure radish cooked in He Yong's soup was not damaged in the slightest, and it was still lifelike!

With the continuous injection of He Yong's internal force, the radish soup in the air also exuded fragrance.

It was only a little more than three points, and He Yong condensed the soup in the air into a water balloon, and then sent it into the prepared soup pot.

That's right, what he chose was just to make a soup.

This is almost a very dangerous thing in the God of Food Competition!

Who doesn't want to give full play to all their strengths? It's not difficult to make soup, it's not easy to say it's not easy!

If you don't have a high enough level, it is impossible to make a soup that stands out from the crowd!

After it was done, everyone was even more surprised to find that the two male and female humanoid radishes carved by He Yong did not sink into the soup, let alone fall down.

Two carves of carrots in the shape of a human figure turned out to be standing on the soup noodles!

He Yong looked at the people around him, everyone made their own dishes, and many of them put various ingredients, placed them, or carved them into various shapes: there were exquisite ornaments, there were all kinds of birds and beasts.......

In such a comparison, only He Yong's radish soup is the most 'shabby'.

Although he was amazed by He Yong's speed and carving skills, most of the people who saw it were still very disdainful.

No one can think that in the God of Food Competition, a soup can win.

And at this moment, the host spoke: "It's time!"