Although chefs with power may not be as good as special chefs, once they are in the field they are good at, they are almost invincible, and special chefs may not be able to win.

What Bu Fang has to do now is...break Wang Tong's power, otherwise he would have no chance at all.

To break through Wang Tong's power...then you need to use your spear to attack your shield!

Only when contradictions conflict can you have a chance to tear a hole!

Wang Tong's dish is a sadness, so he comes from another aspect. What he needs is the main birth. The bamboo shoots of spring are already rich in vitality, and they will never stop and completely disperse the sadness!

Bu Fang's eyes suddenly flashed with gleam!

The brilliant light made Wang Tong, who was immersed in sadness, feel something. He raised his head and looked over in surprise.

Wang Tong seemed to be surrounded by sadness, and he looked at Bu Fang.

"My sadness has changed my temperament overnight, and I have turned half of my head white overnight... and has condensed my power. What are you... to break my power?"

Wang Tong murmured lightly and let out a breath from his mouth.

I will ignore Bu Fang again.

I took a small porcelain cup, which contained the soup made of the dark morning dew in the porcelain jar...

Hurry!

The soup turned into silk, as if it turned into a silk thread, poured down, dripping in front of the round blue soup in front of the bamboo shoot tower in the porcelain plate, and the soup suddenly rippled...

Colorful light permeated.

"The moon sets and crows are crying, it's done."

King's passage.

...

On the judges' stage.

There were only four judges left, but after seeing Chu Changsheng leave, the guy Wen Renshang came up with a slutty face and was covered in alcohol, and took a position and became the fifth judge.

In front of them was a bowl of noodles.

The clear soup and the red and bloody noodles look shocking, but the smell on that side makes people squint.

Ouyang Chenfeng’s Heavenly Burial Noodles...and it is an improved version of Heavenly Burial Noodles.

Wen Renshang knew that Ouyang Chenfeng used only thirty-six spirit beasts and birds, which was much worse than the ninety-nine this time.

Obviously, Ouyang Chenfeng also tried his best to consume his energy for this kitchen fight.

But I just don't know how it tastes...

Wen Renshang picked up the chopsticks and clicked on the table to make the chopsticks flat. The next moment, he would cut the chopsticks and pick up the noodles.

Hurry!

The bloody noodles emitted a sensation of heat, exposed to everyone's faces.

The audience in Taolou Plaza all kept their breathing and stared at the casting formation on the sky, with steaming light and shadows of noodles casting in the formation.

Scream.
Chapter completed!