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Chapter 34 Chapter 33: Qianxuan VS Giant Spirit
Ranked ninth among the nine forbidden hands: giant spirit hand!

Features, self-giant, infinite strength, especially the huge strength of both hands can tear tigers and leopards, and lift elephants!
No wonder Han Ying was so strong, holding up the whole basket of potatoes with one hand, looting and crushing everyone, it turned out that he was the descendant of the Giant Spirit Hand!

In terms of momentum, the giant spirit hand is by no means inferior to the violent wind and waves, even worse, the thunderous roar scared many people to throw their knives and fall.

The [-] surviving candidates, without exception, all looked at the huge Han Ying. The two-meter strong man was shirtless, with exaggerated granite-like muscles, burning red flames, and demon-like aura. Difficult to attract attention.

There was a deathly silence, until someone accidentally let go of a kitchen knife and jingled to the ground, and then there was a scream like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

"Giant Spirit Hand, the Giant Spirit Hand, and the Nine Forbidden Hands!"

"My heaven, my land, my mother, my eighteen generations of ancestors, what are you kidding?"

"First it was the Thousand Twisting Hand, then the Gale Wind Sword, and now there is the Giant Spirit Hand, am I crazy or am I crazy?"

"Isn't it the entrance exam for the Ziwu Academy? Is it necessary? Is it necessary? Why are you monsters coming to snatch it from us? I'm crazy, crazy, crazy!"

"I'm not going to live anymore, I'm not going to live anymore, I'm not going to live anymore!" Under repeated stimulation, many candidates have already tore off their tortured hair.

With a bang, the roster in the steward's hand fell to the ground, and he stared at the giant Han Ying in a daze, the corners of his mouth twitched and he was completely speechless.

"Hahaha, that's right, it's the giant spirit hand. I am the eighth generation descendant of the Han family No. 90, so is Han Ying, the master cook of the giant spirit, hahaha!" There is no such cute smile.

"Fuck, if you paint a layer of green paint, you can look like a real-life Hulk, please go to the wrong set, okay?" Qin Yu finally couldn't help but start complaining.

Han Ying turned her head and said hesitantly: "Brother rival in love, you have just cultivated the first level of your thousand twists and turns, and I will win today!"

After finishing speaking, Han Ying shot out suddenly, and slapped down with both hands alternately. Under the violent force, the shredded potatoes turned into mud in an instant, and it was smashed to the extreme.

Then came the pork ribs. Under the bombardment of the giant palms, the bone marrow was all turned into powder, which was evenly mixed with the meat paste, so that the flesh and blood were completely uncooked.

Seeing the smashed spare ribs, Qin Yu suddenly realized that there is no doubt that the meat with bones is the most fragrant, which is why the price of spare ribs is relatively high but they are so popular. No matter stewed spare ribs or braised spare ribs, they are more delicious than pure meat. excellent.

Instead of throwing away the bones, Han Ying beat the bones into powder, which preserved the essence of the bone marrow, which not only made the meat more delicious, but also had higher nutritional value.

"Brother rival, haven't you started yet? Have you already surrendered?" Han Ying's loud laughter echoed, the minced meat became more and more delicate under his palms, and the whole stove was vibrating.

Use the palm instead of the knife, the ninth giant spirit hand!

"Since you have shown your true skills, how can I hide my clumsiness? Let me show you another way to use the Thousand Twisting Hand!" Qin Yu laughed and put on the strange glove full of thin blades again. , Throwing the peeled and boiled shrimp into the air, the wrist suddenly rotated at a high speed, and at the same time, the ten fingers moved rapidly, turning into a meat grinder. Whenever the shrimp fell, it would be crushed instantly and turned into a fine shrimp paste.

The hands spinning at high speed in the air, and the colorful shrimp paste flying down, immediately snatched half of Han Ying's limelight. There are many visions, and the perfect entrance cooking test has turned into an exhibition competition for three people.

Behind him, Murong Xue didn't blink, she was so cute and dumbfounded.

All the candidates in the room were also dumbfounded, until the steward's roar woke them up: "What are you looking at, if you want to be eliminated, get out!"

Everyone woke up suddenly, glanced at the hourglass that had lost more than half of it, and immediately screamed and hurriedly continued cooking. Many people smelled burnt in their pots, and burst into tears. potato floss.

After making the minced meat, Han Ying still patted the dough with his giant hands. The dough that originally needed to be rolled was done directly with one palm, and the efficiency was extremely high.

At the same time, Qin Yu's technique became even more dazzling. Instead of directly kneading the mashed potatoes into balls, he arranged several bowls filled with ingredients in a row, removed the blade gloves, and quickly picked out the ingredients from each bowl with both hands. Grabbed it, and flung it into the air.

An amazing scene happened, one, two, three...

More and more small balls flew into the air, forming a ring in the air, rising from the left and falling from the right.

What is even more astonishing is that during the spinning cycle, with Qin Yu's hand swiftly sweeping across the bowl, the ball kept getting bigger and changing color, as if it was doing a magic trick.

From the corner of his eyes, the lonely young man saw his complexion becoming more and more serious, and the sharpness in his eyes gradually turned into admiration and admiration. He could see that Qin Yu's tricks now only accounted for three points, and the remaining seven points were completely It has been tempered through hard work, and it is the embodiment of super solid basic skills. If there is a slight mistake in the flying ball, it will all fall to the ground and be scrapped. Those who are not skilled in art dare not try.

"I'm going to test. Do you want to do this? Will you die if you let me get back in the limelight? You still say I am a monster, and I think you are also a standard monster!" Han Ying couldn't help but start complaining, and the confidence to win seemed not so strong. .

"Brother Qin Yu, come on!" Murong Xue couldn't help getting excited.

The clashing sound of frying pans and shovels, the scoffing sound of frying oil, and the enticing aroma permeated the huge examination room. As a chef, I couldn't help but salivate. 200 people were cooking at the same time, and the scene was full of heat, which is rare.

When the last grain of sand fell, the manager shouted loudly: "It's time!"

"Everyone stop immediately, and put the unfinished ones on the plate immediately. Whoever dares to flout the rules, just get out of here!" Two pairs of guards rushed in, staring at everyone from different positions.

After the previous tragic elimination, no one dared to act recklessly, and quickly put the plate and sealed it to wait for the review.

Nine new judges walked in at the door, and the steward Hong Sheng said: "The 200 people are divided into ten judges. Qin Yu, Han Ying, Qiu Li, and Murong Xue, the four of you are transferred to my group, and the review begins now. !"

"Brother in love, we're in a group of three. Don't cry when you lose." Han Ying returned to her chubby appearance, squinting her eyes to complete the crescent moon.

"I'll give you the exact words. If you lose, you can honestly wash my socks for my brother from now on." Qin Yu returned with a particularly confident smile while holding his own tray.

A good chef should be confident!

(End of this chapter)