Gourmet of Another World

That's right... is the battle chicken.

Spicy fighting chickens, of course, can be called spicy chickens.

As the footsteps sautéed, the whole fairy tree square seemed to have a rich vegetable aroma.

The smell of chicken, mixed with all kinds of pepper flavors, sour and spicy flashes instantly diffuse, just sniffing people can't help but mouth and mouth.

After a little stir-frying, the chicken nuggets in the baseball pan turned orange yellow, and the chicken skin wrapped around the chicken was almost ready to end the stir-frying when it shivered slightly.

Remove the blood flower pot, wash it clean, use the Golden Lotus Demon Fire to warm the blood flower pot.

A pale stream of blood gas spreads over the bloody cauldron, accompanied by a hint of fragrance.

It's a quiet scent.

Of course, that is not the point.

Salvage the dishes from the basalt pot and place them in the blood flower pot. In the stack of cut spiritual fruits, carefully pile them on the chicken block, cut the bursting pepper into pieces, like spiritual fruit, and place them on top.

The gait opens its mouth and sprays a small piece of Golden Lotus Demon Fire, controlling the flame and burning slowly under the bloody flower pot.

Start braising for a while.

The other side.

Wash the pan in a clean baseball pan, walk the pan dry, pour the oil into it and start the hot oil.

Boom!

Above the dome.

Slowly a dark cloud swept in.

These dark clouds are incredibly dense and converging.

Not just on the foot side, but also on the top of the heads of several people in the distance.

Obviously, they and the pedestrians, too, are beginning to come to the end of the dish.

The dishes that Huang Haotian cooks for three people are not the same chicken nuggets as the walking formula, but the whole chicken cooks.

But in color, you can see that chickens are different.

Huang Haotian chicken, smooth chicken skin, shows a pale golden color, as if there was a faint fluorescence flowing on it.

Saturday's dish, a red chicken, burns like a flame.

Oriental flame dishes, on the other hand, are roasted chicken with sauce all the time.

Of course, it's only superficial. It's definitely creamy inside. You have to taste it carefully to be able to tell the difference.

The clouds of darkness over the dome of heaven overhang.

The audience raised their heads, looked at the dark clouds, and their hearts flourished.

Black clouds strike, which means that the dishes are coming to an end, and the victory and defeat will soon come out.

Everyone's curious about who wins and who loses.

The fairy chefs under the stage are watching the games on stage carefully.

Far away.

The demon fairy cooks from the first ten floors of the fifth floor watched indifferently.

They have a faint sense of play in their eyes.

“Xue Yao, who do you think will win this fight? ”

A man in a black chef's robe asked a beautiful woman not far from him.

The woman is also a fairy chef, sixth in rank, and very skillful cook.

“Naturally Huang Haotian... Huang Haotian is the last of our ten, but it's not something these little rookies can win. ”

The woman known as Xue Yao smiled lightly.

The man in the black chef's robe is called Meng Kun, and the back corner of his mouth is the same.

“See that cook who cut the chicken into chunks? That's the Black Horse of the year... known as the Great Demon King. ”

Meng Kun Dao.

“So what? Which one doesn't have a black horse... but not every black horse is completely crushed by the top ten. ”

Xue Yao leaned aside and felt confident in her cooking.

“Quiet, watch the game… the results are coming soon. ”

However, just as the two were about to argue, in the distance, the leading man glanced at the two and stopped talking.

This man is their top ten, number one fairy chef, Lu Yi.

……

Boom!

Above the dome, the thunder burst, and the sky dimmed.

In the clouds, it's like a thyron rolling over, causing a horrible fluctuation in a strand.

He looked up at the dome and slightly wrinkled his eyebrows.

In fact, his dishes are over by now.

But the pedestrian formula is not satisfied, and if you put it up like this, you can hardly be sure that you will win.

So, the pedestrian formula needs to elevate the dishes.

In the spiritual sea, the mind flipped, and suddenly, powerful mental power swept out of the mind, like a storm.

The bloody flower pot was instantly covered.

Under the slow burning of the Golden Lotus Demon Fire, the dishes in the blood flower pot boil slowly.

The fragrance is also thickening and thickening.

The spirits ripen, the aromas are fragrant, sour and sweet, and the three flavors erupt instantly.

Under the spiritual sea of pedestrianism, the point of taste is still traveling slowly, a common conversion between ingredients.

Beneath the ring.

Lu Yi glanced at the position of the pedestrian.

Keep an eye on the gait, and your eyes will glint.

“Strong mental strength... very fine energy manipulation...”

Lu Yi sighed, but just sighed.

“It seems that victory… is yet to be known. ”

Lu Yi played with his fingers, grinning.

Boom!!

On the dome, thunder exploded, deafening noises, creepy.

Oriental Fire has been completed and the dishes are being plated.

It's a thick roasted chicken with a red skin and a dark brown sauce to further sublimate the flavor.

Around the roasted chicken, it's surrounded by a circle of fried dishes, and if you look closely, you can see that those dishes are actually the treatment of the chicken's guts.

These viscera are treated with Oriental fire and placed around the roasted chicken, making the whole chicken more complete.

The aroma is intense and warm.

Saturday Madness finished the dishes, and his dishes were somewhat similar to Oriental Fire.

They looked at each other and saw the will to fight in each other's eyes.

But the two of them knew that their real opponent was Huang Haotian in the distance, the top ten fairy cook.

Just saw Huang Haotian's dishes. They suddenly stunned. Huang Haotian's platter used two plates.

One plate contains a cooked whole chicken in golden yellow, while the other plate contains a baked pancake.

The pancakes are surrounded by green spirits...

What kind of operation is this?

They don't understand, so they don't go into it.

Finally, his eyes turned and he fell on the far side of the walk.

But at first glance, they didn't have any interest.

The main thing is… the dishes in the footsteps really don't have any special features.

Cutting chicken into chunks is a poor way of showing the essence of chicken cooking skills.

The Great Demon is digging his own grave.

No wonder some say that when the Great King chops off a chicken's head, it means his failure.

There's some truth to it.

But did the pedestrian formula really lose?

My heart is loose.

Pull out of the bloody flower pot.

The dishes in the pan are overflowing.

Grumpy!

In Xuanwu pan, hot oil rolls.

The formula bit a spoon of hot oil juice and poured it over a bloody flower pot.

Pfft...

With the oil filling, the whole bloody boulder pot seems to survive.

A beam of golden luminosity bursts! Beautiful!

“Abyssal Stone Pot Battle Chicken... Done! ”

Wipe off the oil stains around the bloody cauldron with a clean cloth, step back, exhale, and say.

Word falls.

In the distance, the Oriental fire was full of air, and the warlike stared at the gait: “Nine turns of roasted chicken... Done! ”

Saturday Madness punched a ringing finger: "Red flame roasted chicken... Done! ”

Huang Haotian shuddered the chef's robe on his body and ripped his mouth.

“Tianxian roasted chicken… the cooking is over. ”

The four of them finished cooking the dishes almost at the same time.

At the same time.

Above the dome, the dark clouds depressed to the extreme.

The sound of the roar continues unabated.

After…

Rolling in the dark clouds, there was a thunder dragon with teeth dancing claws leaking down.

The audience shouted, shocked to look into the ring, the cooking was over, and after the thunder robbery, it was possible to know who was the winner.

However, Ray hijacked each other halfway through the sky and killed each other.

The scene wasn't surprising enough.

In the presence of the Great Demon King, the comparison of dishes, the first level is the mutual fight of thunder robbery. Whoever thunder robs, whose dishes are stronger.

Huang Haotian has naturally heard the name of the Great Demon King, so it's just fun.

He is extremely confident in his dishes.

In fact, the top 10 fairy chefs are confident in their dishes and believe that they will not lose.

Boom!

Oriental fire stared dead at the void.

This time, he can't lose!

He has done his best, and for this dish his mental strength is nearly exhausted.

So he has no hope of defeating Huang Haotian, but he hopes to be able to kill the pedestrian formula!

Win back his Silver Winged Dragon Knife.

Four thunderbolts collided together, making a constant roar.

The first wave of impact, in collision with each other, the electric light flashes and scatters among each other.

The second wave of thyron washed down again.

The bite continued, the electro-optical shadow sounded and scattered at the same time.

By the time the third thunder came out, the audience had been so excited that everyone had raised their heads and wanted to know exactly who the winner was.

Saturday's face suddenly changed.

Because he found that his thunder dragon was weak in it...

How is that possible?

Is his dish going to lose?

No, it's not!

The desperate Six Eyes of Zhou had suddenly shrunk and stared at the thunder dragon in the void.

Originally opposed to each other, the thyron suddenly switched pace of attack.

It's three to one...

Three to one! The audience was loud, but that was unexpected.

Huang Haotian's cooking skills are so exquisite, he can't beat three dozen.

But...

Soon, an audience discovered that the cat was tired...

“No! It's not the three of us confronting Huang Haotian's thunder! ”

“The thunder targeted... belongs to the Great Demon! ”

“My God... what's going on? The Ten Kings or the Three Dozen? ”

……

No one thought that the target was actually the treadmill.

For this, the gait frowned, but didn't care, just staring into the void.

Boom!!

A blast burst of incandescent to the ultimate glow over the dome, making everything on the dome invisible to all.

Finally…

Smoke dissipates.

The dark clouds scattered, and the four thunderous fought each other, regardless of victory or loss.

Immortality breeds in the fucking dishes.

The smile on Huang Haotian's face had disappeared and he took a deep look at the gait.

Though Lelong's confrontation does not represent a triumph on foot, …

He's always got some mustard in his heart.

He stared at the gait and his eyes were a little heavy.

Thunder vanished at the same time, and the referee entered the field.

He looked faintly around.

Smell the scent in the air and take a deep breath: "Now… invite the four fairy chefs to serve and let the judges taste the final winner. ”

The referee said that the smell of the air made him want to eat something.

Huang Haotian dragged his two porcelain plates and floated up. He appeared on the jury chair shortly after, placing the dishes on it.

Oriental Fire and Saturday Madness came to power simultaneously, placing the dishes ahead of the judges.

The formula held the blood flower pot in one hand and went to the jury chair. The bang also placed the dishes on it.

At this moment, the dishes of all four contestants are in order.

Intense to ultimate immortality rises from the dishes and continues to haunt.

Some are bright, some are fluttering, some are glowing, and some are glorious.

Whose dish is going to win, everyone is curious at this moment.

And the judges, they looked at each other.

Picked up the chopsticks.