evening.

At the entrance of Xia’s branch, several food reporters stationed here saw a pair of popular headlines who came out of the restaurant entrance wearing shoes.

Standing at the door without moving.

"Lost..."

"Lost!"

Takei Shinji and Hasegawa Ichiro, their faces were full of grayness.

Hase is better. After all, he is old and his mood is much better than Shinji Takei, who is in his prime. Moreover, he is defeated head-on, and the double-layered dish is crushed with dignity. He can only be amazed and left no regrets.

But Takei Shinji is different.

After tasting Xia Yu's fish sashimi, a group of diners lost interest in Takei's "beer, red wine, golden shrimp". Finally, they tasted it in a small way, with a cold expression.

What shocked them the most was the second part of private eating halberds

Taste each other and evaluate each other’s cooking!

But the three of them remained silent at this stage and didn't say a word of nonsense, because the chef had put what he wanted to say into the food he had cooked with all his might.

"Takei, cheer up!"

Hasegawa Ichiro didn't say much comforting words, but just patted Takei Shinji on the shoulder, then got in the car and left.

"President"

Another black sedan came over, the driving window rolled down, and the young driver asked, "How about you, have you defeated the 'youngest super chef in the history of Neon'?"

Takei just shook his head and was silent.

There was also a picture of the cooking artistic conception in his head.

The boundless sky.

Under that magnificent blue sky, he seemed so humble and so small that even though he held the kitchen heart sword called "Sharp Blade" in his hand, he just waved his sword and looked around in a daze, unable to find his opponent.

Is it against heaven and earth?

Where is the sky?

Where is the ground? It's the ground, let him slash it around?

The strong sense of powerlessness is something that Shinji Takei has embarked on the road of chefs and has learned cooking skills for twenty years, but has never encountered it before.

However, he has one thing that is the same as Hasegawa Ichiro, that is, he is convinced of losing!

"A must-kill shadow!"

Takei Shinji murmured, "In the neon food world, the special chef, chef Lin and chef Long, who masters the must-have dishes related to sashimi, can count it with a slap. He is only sixteen years old, and he is at the peak of the field of sashimi?"

The more I think about it, the more I feel, the more I feel.

The vast blue sky may be the direct reflection of the chef's mood.

The inner world of that boy was very big and his vision was not only not limited by age, nationality, nationality, and so on.

Quietly, Takei Shinji saw the shadows of the evil spirits a hundred years ago on Xia Yu.

It’s a pity that the food industry has changed drastically, and fantasy food invasions. After World War II, decades have passed, and no underage super chefs have appeared for a long time.

"Huh...a sixteen-year-old special chef!" Takei Shinji sincerely recognized Xia Yu's strength.

No special badge is needed.

Now, under the throne of the boy, there are two special chefs.

The opponent's corpse is the most powerful proof.

As one of the losers, Shinji Takei felt powerless and had no idea of ​​avenging his shame. He could no longer have the fighting spirit of reorganizing his team and fighting again.

"Let's go!"

He got into the car and barely raised his energy to say to the driver. Shinji Takei leaned on the soft seat, closed his eyes and indulged in the food atmosphere that had not yet dissipated in his mind.

It's really a vast blue sky.

...

"System: Task [Pressing People with Power] has been completed."

"Get the talent [Dialysis Eye]."

“Cooking level lv33→lv35.”

Including the two talent points given for this upgrade, Xia Yu unknowingly saved up 9 more talent points, and it was still 1 point away, and he could instantly point a cooking skill to the full level.

[Arhat Crystal Slash] It still needs to be learned, especially after tasting my own fish sashimi and realizing that my knife skills were still lacking in a bit of heat, Xia Yu's idea of ​​learning became even stronger!

Buy Buy! In order to restore the recipe of "Liebing Fresh Diaoshan" as soon as possible, and push it to the level of a must-have!

"System, how much is my current reputation value?"

"Currently available reputation value attack 151102..."

Is it a little over 150,000?

Xia Yu's eyes showed satisfaction. Seeing this gain, it was not in vain that he advertised in "Prespect Weekly".

Moreover, yesterday, Ayaka Tamakawa called out to him from a distance. Although Xia Yu was unhappy, his reputation was real. After all, it caused heated discussions. More people tried to pay attention to him and understand him.

So fame came.

"Purchase the kitchen skills of "Rahan Crystal Slash"!"

"Lost 15,000 fame points."

The same purple-quality kitchen skills are cut open with the Seven Star Pojun, and the Fengniu Qinglong Slash is the same level.

Without hesitation, he divided the 9 talent points accumulated on his body into the sword and cooking skills he had just learned. Xia Yu was about to communicate with the chef god space, but unexpectedly, his right arm was suddenly pulled over.

"I'll look at the wound and don't move."

In a gentle voice, Maki Morita carefully held his arm in his arms, unzipped the bandage, checked the blood-stained bandage gauze, and his beautiful eyebrows were obviously frowned.

"It's better to go to the hospital!"

She looked up and said this to Xia Yu, looking at him with beautiful eyes.

"I have confidence in my recovery ability, don't worry." Xia Yu chuckled.

The interaction between the two was so natural in the eyes of outsiders, and there was no trace of abruptness.

And Xia Yu and Morita Maki themselves didn't realize that there was anything.

Very common physical contact.

"Awesome! My Instructor Xia!"

Yoshino Yuki stepped forward and circled around Xia Yu, her big eyes shining, "You have defeated the two new special chefs!"

"New?"

Yukihei Tsuma said in a silence not far away: "I won't talk about Mr. Takei, because his cooking is third. We tasted the cuisine of Instructor Xia first and could not give a fair evaluation."

"But Mr. Hasegawa is definitely not a new level!"

Everyone agreed, but because of this, they still feel unbelievable about Xia Yu's easy victory.

Xia Yu was light and calm, and there was no obvious joy for this victory.

However, it is difficult for outsiders to calm down.

Mass, Elizabeth, walked out of the kitchen and stood in the courtyard covered with orange-red light of the setting sun.

"Full! I don't want to eat anything today!" Elizabeth covered her belly, her tongue playedfully, licked the corners of her lips, and suddenly said, "Uncle Maas, you must bring him back to America!"

Mas was stunned, "Why?"

"Because of this, it would be easier for me to eat his sashimi, and there was no need to fly neon lights specifically." Elizabeth said for granted.

"hehe!"

Mas just laughed.

"By the way!"

Elizabeth turned his head and looked at the kitchen, approached and whispered: "I recorded the video!"

"Um?"

Mas glanced and saw Elizabeth lifting the expensive lady watch on his right wrist, showing off to him, and chuckled: "There is a video backup in the mini camera, and at the same time, I received the backup in my hotel laptop!"

After blinking, Mass pulled open his black coat and pointed to the tie on his chest.

“I recorded it too.”

"Will you upload it?"

"Of course... don't!"

"ah?"

Elizabeth's forehead was full of question marks.
Chapter completed!