Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 264

The three judges were in the sea of ​​fire, but the surrounding temperature only rose a little bit. The high heat brought by the nine dragon-shaped real fire was controlled by Ye Shuangliu with terrifying control. A complete cycle is formed in the armor, and the spilled heat energy is very little.

The sea of ​​flames rising under the plastron of the dragon tortoise is just a vessel she used to hold this "good luck in the world". It looks like a blazing flame, but in fact the temperature is similar to the sparks of a fairy wand.

The dragon tortoise's carapace was originally as big as a mountain, and Feitian Yushanliu spent many years refining it in the Earth Fire Cave to make it several feet long.

After Ye Shuangliu's cooking and smelting at the competition site, the existing dragon turtle's plastron is less than one foot long, and the light is flowing in the six cracks, and I don't know what kind of mystery it hides.

Ding Qiuqiu took the white porcelain spoon handed by the staff behind him, put his arm through the flames into the cracked hexagrams on the dragon turtle's plastron, and scooped up a spoonful of semi-fluid like ice-species emperor green emerald.

The plastron of the dragon tortoise is just a utensil. The real thing to eat in this dish is the yarrow turtle glue made from the shell of the dragon tortoise and the essence of spirit grass.

The majestic mountains, only trickle down.

What a luxury.

Ding Qiuqiu and the other two judges adjusted their souls to the best state, and put the yarrow turtle glue in the spoon into their mouths.

The formation under the ground of the venue was activated at the same time, and a little star was lit under each seat in the stand area, and the tasting experience from the three judges was shared with all the audience on the spot, and everyone was invited to taste it together.

That mouthful of yarrow tortoise glue landed on the tongue, and the overbearing taste was like a skyfire meteor hitting the sea, stirring up great waves.

That blazing heat is not the real temperature, but the will of fire that is baked in the ingredients by Ye Shuangliu's nine real fires after repeated roasting.

The falling sky fire dyed the entire Sea of ​​Consciousness into a golden color of boiling flames. The flames swept by, and everyone seemed to fall from the void of nothingness, passing through the layers of clouds, and falling from the nine heavens to the space between the heavens and the earth.

The wind passes through the clouds and diseases, and the sea changes.

I saw that the mountains and rivers are magnificent, changing with each passing day, dynasties are changing, and there are heroes in their place.

In 500 years, there must be a prosperous king, and there must be a prosperous and prosperous age.

Under the blue sky and above the loess, there are thousands of scenes of dynasties in their heyday.

There are magnificent palaces covering more than three hundred miles, with tens of millions of pavilions and pavilions; there are tens of thousands of hectares of fertile fields that are full of crops, and the autumn harvest is like a golden pavement; Team……

In the prosperous age, the people of Li were all joyful and joyful, sharing the country's grace.

Thousands of dynasties' fires cooking oil, flowers blooming in brocade, are as gorgeous as fireworks, but they are endless. No matter how dark and corrupt the world is, it will always usher in a new peaceful and prosperous world. This is the world's prosperity.

Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, salty, the five flavors of the world, none of them can be seen in this auspicious world.

Feitian Yushanliu has spent countless hard work to cultivate such astonishing ingredients such as yarrow, dragon and tortoise, how can it be used to carry the five flavors of the world.

The extraordinary chef from the other side explores a gourmet world that is far broader than the five flavors of the world.

This mouthful of yarrow turtle gum carries the flavor of prosperity.

This is the untold secret of Feitian Yushanliu, a supreme dish that created Zhongxing Shengjun for the Wanzai Dynasty.

Ding Qiuqiu put down the spoon, and the light and shadow in his eyes lingered for a long time before disappearing. Master Shilian and Ning Feng also saw that the main judge had finished tasting, and followed her out of the illusion of delicious food.

Most of the more than [-] spectators in the venue were still in a trance, and they woke up from the illusion of prosperity until a cool breeze blew out from the array under their seats.

All of a sudden, the sound of sincere admiration was heard endlessly, and some spectators who had no position at all painted in the air with extraordinary power, the streamers danced, and Ye Shuangliu's light signs were all over the venue.

"I surrender."

In the competition area, Wu Tao, who was standing next to the Wanzaikong bluestone, put away her long blade and stuck it back behind her. Qingming, who put the knife back into its sheath, revealed a bit of unwillingness. It shattered and collapsed into a pile of waste on the cooking table.

"Although the stubborn stones in the mountains have the taste of time, how can they compare with the rise and fall of the world for thousands of years."

Wu Tao bowed to the three judges on the stage, straightened up, put away all the kitchen utensils and walked towards the exit of the venue.

"If you beat Ye Shuangliu, you win against me. I will wait for your news."

She passed by Sun Xunqiao's cooking table and left these words softly.

Sun Xunqiao, who had read hundreds of pages of chat records, felt a big headache, but now was not the time to explain, so he had to keep silent.

Behind another cooking table, Ning Yunzai's slender willow eyebrows frowned and opened several times, and finally stretched out her hand to scatter the three black tornadoes standing in front of her, turning the whirlwind of hell spices she carefully crafted into nothingness.

"I also admit defeat."

The female chef from Huangquan and the clan uncle Ning Feng on the rostrum also looked at each other, said something silently, and then disappeared into wisps of black mist.

Seeing this, the main judge Ding Qiuqiu said to the two deputy judges:

"Since there are only two contestants left, let's not be busy judging and scoring. After tasting Sun Xunqiao's dishes, the three of us will vote."

Master Shilian and Ning Feng also nodded in agreement. The players they directly supported are no longer there, so there is nothing wrong with it.

Ning Yunzai's faint voice was still lingering in Sun Xunqiao's ears before he left.

"If you win Ye Shuangliu, I promise you."

Thinking of what he said to this Huangquan girl in Tongxu's chat records, Sun Xunqiao felt a little cold behind his back.

Liang De saw that Sun Xunqiao's face was very strange and distorted, and he thought that the second senior brother was probably scared out of courage by Ye Shuangliu's great fortune in the world, and he wanted to admit defeat in advance like Wu Tao and Ning Yunzai.

I didn't die so many times in vain these days...

He was about to pat Sun Xunqiao on the shoulder, saying that victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, and he must not surrender without a fight to boost morale, but he heard Sun Xunqiao snort coldly.

This cold hum was mixed with the pure lion's roar skill, which made the steel structure beams above the stadium hum.

Not only Liang De, the three judges on stage, Ye Shuangliu in the audience, but also the audience all looked over.

"If I like to show movies, I go to the cinema to work, this is where I cook.

How can you be a chef if you shoot such a good film? You can become a documentary director and participate in film festivals. "

There was still nothing on Sun Xunqiao's table. I don't know where the confidence came from. He dared to speak nonsense to Ye Shuangliu, who forced two contestants out of a dish without even a work.

The audience was full of discussions, Ye Shuangliu's new fans and old fans were filled with righteous indignation, boos were everywhere in the stands.

Only Liang De had a knowing smile on his face. If Sun Xunqiao is the Tathagata with a bad mouth, he is Kasyapa with a bad mouth and a smile.

There are slogans but no works, and there are tricks to win without tricks. This is the mystery of the invincibility of our foul-mouthed artists.

I didn't even cook, how can you criticize me.

I'm back, the second senior brother is back!

But this is a game, not a laning, how can you win without a work!

Monk Shilian on the stage looked at the time and said quickly:

"Nephew Sun, there are only 2 minutes left, if your food is not served, it will be too late."

Sun Xunqiao didn't say a word when he heard the words, he flew to the front of the rostrum, his robe sleeves were bulging, and he struck out with a palm!

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