Before the arrival of the immortals of the six paths, Madara Uchiha quickly reversed the alien golem and summoned it back to its original place.

When he finished all this, Madara Uchiha quickly formed a seal in his hand and used the earth escape to leave this place of right and wrong.

After a short while, the Six Paths Immortals are worthy of arrival.

The Six Paths Immortal frowned and looked at the earth with thousands of holes under his feet. It was obvious that something had caused such huge damage.

However, Madara Uchiha and Hei Jue escaped fast enough. The Six Path Immortals patrolled the vicinity several times, but still could not find any clues, so they returned to the residence with deep doubts, and sent their men here to conduct strict surveillance to prevent this. It happened again.

After two days in this way, the third day is the start of the second round of the World Cooking Competition.

After the first round of extremely harsh and brutal elimination, only less than a hundred chefs were selected and were able to enter the competition stage.

For today's competition, the Six Path Immortals have already made full preparations. A huge high platform has been built, in the shape of a square, with a pillar carved from white jade at each of the four corners. The dragon and phoenix are vividly painted on it. Every step is made of expensive granite, and there is a majestic feeling coming from a distance.

On both sides of this high platform, kitchen tables and utensils are placed flat, all of which are uniform and impartial.

And where the high platform faces south, a stand is built high, and a chair made of thousand-year-old mahogany is quietly placed here. It is covered with a very precious white tiger skin. The black and white stripes look very eye-catching. This is naturally the referee's seat, for the immortals of the six paths to sit.

It can be seen that Immortal Six Paths has worked hard and luxuriously for this game, in order to revive people's hearts and attract more people's attention to bet here, so that he can carry out the propaganda plan of Ninja Sect.

Early in the morning, surrounding this high platform, the surrounding area was submerged by the surging crowd, forgetting that the past was full of black and crowded figures, as if there was no end.

As one of the contestants, Yang Ming, under the leadership of Asura, a privileged person, easily pushed through the crowd and stepped onto the stage of the competition.

Asura looked around for a week and couldn't help but be stunned, and said to Yang Ming in a low voice: "It seems that this game is not very good for you!"

"How?" Yang Ming raised his brows and said softly.

Asura pointed to an old man with a sad face. Although this man was young, his face was covered with ravine-like wrinkles. Every wrinkle was deeply embedded like a knife, with an inch deep. ,impressive.

"The World Cooking Competition has been held so far, and this year is the third one, and he is the champion of the first one. Like his name, he is best at cooking bitter dishes. After he won the championship, he I just asked my father to cure him of his son's terminal illness, but I didn't expect him to come again this year, and I don't know why."

Then, Asura pointed to another person.

This is a woman, but she has the face of Sister Feng, Sister Furong's figure, and the fat on her body is like waves when she moves casually, which makes people almost doubt whether she can do it.

"Don't look at her not very good-looking, but she has an unparalleled swordsmanship, and she has the power of creation. The dishes she cooks are full of admirable performance under the magic of the swordsmanship. So I came to participate in the competition, it is said that I was just bored and went out for a stroll, and I didn't even get the reward."

Hearing Asura's introduction, Yang Ming couldn't help but get nervous. It seems that these two are his rivals in this competition.

Although Yang Ming believes that his cooking skills have improved a lot, there are many talented people in the world, and he dare not be careless!

What's more, the theme of this competition is "invisible" cooking, and Yang Ming still has no clue!

Near the start of the game, the Six Path Immortals had already taken their seats and talked about the opening remarks.

As the waiter lifted a tall stick and rang the drum bell, the deafening sound echoed in the air, announcing the official start of the game!

For a time, the entire arena was in full swing, and almost every chef hurried into cooking.

Among them, Yang Ming seemed to be out of tune with the surroundings. Seeing others do the cooking step by step, he was dumbfounded and didn't do anything.

Of course, Yang Ming was not doing nothing, but was staring at the two competitors that Asura pointed out to him.

Under Yang Ming's astonished gaze, the woman on the face of Sister Feng and the body of Sister Furong really showed a light swordsmanship that did not match her body shape.

As the name suggests, this woman's sword is called Zi.

The knives in Zi's hands are not ordinary kitchen knives, but knives specially made for carving. There are twelve knives in total, each of which is of different length and size, corresponding to shaving, chopping, chopping, blowing, etc.

In her hands, twelve specially made kitchen knives seemed to be infused with soul, like a dancing dancer, who performed the tedious and difficult ballet in a superb way.

In front of Zi was originally a live big ox, which was as big as her height, but when Zi picked up a kitchen knife that looked like a machete, in a flash of knife light, it was like a precise surgical operation. The big yellow ox in front of him was neatly cut into several pieces.

What is even more shocking is that the cross-section of the large ox is as smooth as a mirror. Instead of destroying the pattern on the surface of the beef, it seems to follow the pattern~lightnovelpub.net~ The white fat is like The spider-like distribution is pleasing to the eye.

The posture is like shaving a dice and unraveling an ox. Under her magical hands, the flesh and bones are separated, and the blood is poured on the ground like a torrential rain. The ground is wet but not offensive, but there is a kind of blood. The beauty, that momentary youthfulness, shows the purity of knife work.

Yang Ming couldn't help but be fascinated. This kind of swordsmanship is a realm that he has not yet reached, but he was fortunate enough to witness it. It can be said that he has benefited a lot.

But when Yang Ming turned his eyes to look at another strong competitor, Kuu, he suddenly found that the other party had already cooked the food at some point!

This kind of speed, this kind of efficiency, is really very human!

Ku, this sad-looking old man, did not show a trace of joy on his face. Too many vicissitudes in the world, like the wrinkles carved by a knife on his face, were deeply imprinted in his soul, and it was also integrated into the dishes he cooked. among.

The title of master of bitter cooking is not a vain name, only chefs who have tasted all kinds of life and integrated all the sufferings they have experienced into their food can get this title!