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Chapter 332: The Shadow of "Death"

"Oops!"

Hasegilo's expression became stiff.

When Mas, Kei Iso, Erina Nakiri and others tasted the fish fillet, the smile that naturally appeared in Hasegilo's eyes fell into the eyes of Ichiro Hasegil, which was a signal that the double mark was captured.

The fortress built in the mouth is not necessarily strong, but with the kitchen heart mark, it is a double shackle!

At least, Hasegawa Ichiro was confident and tasted his tempura and hot red wine. When this group of lucky diners went to eat the next dish, whether it was Takei or Natsuyu's dishes, they would eat it tasteless!

And the tasteless expression of eating is definitely not a smile!

Therefore, when he saw that all the diners were smiling happily, Hasegawa Ichiro felt that the situation was not good.

"Crack,Crack,Crack..."

After tasting sashimi, people in the food illusion heard the sound of the ice breaking.

They hiked on the ice fields of the extreme northern heaven.

The ice under my feet suddenly cracked, and fresh and plump snappers jumped out quickly, and they were similar to sharks in size, carrying a rich and delicious atmosphere.

Rumble.

Suddenly, the whole kingdom of heaven was trembling.

"what happened?"

"What's going on?"

Eka Tatsuo, Tomako Yukihiro, Erina Nakiri and others were frightened by the shock. Before they could escape, the ice layer under their feet collapsed. The shiny ice crystals fell from the sky. A group of people screamed and exclaimed, falling from the sky, all their hair was scattered, and the dresses were all over. The picture was so beautiful.

"Buzz--"

At this moment, time suddenly freezes.

A loud chirping like a bell resounded throughout the world. At unknown depths, a whale with huge wings took off vertically with a black shadow covering the sky.

Bang!

The whale flicked its tail and everyone fell to its back.

Yukihei Masahira took a breath, her thighs and palms, and in an instant she climbed onto a layer of frost.

"It's frozen!"

Yoshino Yuki jumped not far away, climbing up the shiny ice crystals on his ankles, while the huge whale was still flying vertically, with a light swaggering, and the cold wind of the extreme north heaven was blowing from the sky.

Rise!

Rise!

Keep rising!

This sky has no end, Kunpeng takes them to travel around the world!

...

After a while, everyone came back to their senses in the kitchen, their expressions still said with great confusion.

“So light!”

Mas stared at his hands and feet.

"The body is released!" he said, "break through all shackles! Break all restrictions!"

"The sky is high and the earth is wide!"

Next to him, Elizabeth's blue eyes seemed to hide the endless sky in the cuisine. She murmured to herself: "Is this the chef's intention to give the cuisine? Is this the world of artistic conception he woven?"

Erina Nakiri frowned.

Looking back suddenly, I went to chase after the aftertaste in my mouth, but the "God's Tongue" went on strike and there was no concrete picture at all.

Tian Sohui wrote the confusion on her face, which was very cute.

She squatted in the corner of the kitchen counter, her fair palms tightly covering her ears, and kept muttering: "Ah, it's so annoying, how can that buzzing sound not be dispelled..."

Kunpeng's cry echoed faintly in his ears.

Majestic and magnificent.

Just like that blue sky, it is vast and boundless, and what gives them is an indescribable momentum!

Morita Maki covered her mouth and stared at the smiling childhood sweetheart.

At this moment, Hasero Ichiro's cooking, the hermit pastoral scroll left in her mind, was like the shattered ice layer when he just tasted a sashimi and the snapper jumped out of the time imprisonment barrier.

Crack and crack.

Instead, it is a magnificent sky scroll.

She seemed to be still in the scroll, looking up, and at a height of unknown height, a whale as huge as a floating island city was flying, throwing shadows on the ground.

What Hasero Ichiro gave them was a freehand and abstract cuisine world like Chinese painting.

The world of Xia feather weaving is surprisingly similar in style.

It is not as refined as before, but it gives people the feeling that it is just a coincidence but not skillful.

"Eat another slice! Eat another slice!"

There was a voice in everyone's mind saying this.

Gulu.

Swallowing quietly, Kobayashi Longtian stretched out his chopsticks again and picked up a piece of fish as thin as gauze.

Stuff it into your mouth!

boom!

Back to that lingering world, Kobayashi Gentian's cheeks were covered with excitement, "That's that feeling! A heaven! Every sashimi is the ultimate!"

Unlike everyone who was fighting for food, Maas stood still.

"Voice?"

"Is food righteous?"

The picture in my head was vivid and there was a faint sound, which was terrible. Mas completely forgot what the tempura and hot red wine tasted before.

Dong!

The stomach bag was shaking in the body. It was obviously hungry and a signal of thirst came to the head. But Maas was not in a hurry to taste the second piece of fish, but was meditating and savoring and chewing repeatedly, and was extremely satisfied.

"He satisfies me again."

"However, if you eat sashimi again in the future, you may not be able to eat it."

Mas admired him and smiled bitterly.

Let’s just say that Xia Yu’s fish sashimi cuisine is already a sashimi and a perfect product in the cuisine. The dishes themselves are the “extreme” rather than a certain taste in the cuisine.

This is very scary.

Mastering an ultimate dish is even more terrifying than the ultimate taste.

Because, it expresses that the chef has reached its peak in a certain field and is invincible in this field!

Imagine if a chef masters the ultimate cooking in multiple fields, will others still need to mix it up? Invincible in multiple fields and impeccable in multiple angles, how many food halberd clauses should be set to limit his victory.

The so-called "must-kill" dish also represents the ultimate of a certain dish, not the ultimate of taste.

"Kill..."

This set of words flashed through his mind, and Mas suddenly stared at Xia Yu, who was smiling and was shocked.

"If it were Japanese and seafood, this dish would indeed be called "kill". Chef Lin and Chef Long could not do it better!" Mas thought to himself.

Ingredients?

‘Star Snake’ is one of the oldest fantasy ingredients and is impeccable.

Knife skills?

The cut fish fillets are as thin as veil or as thin strands. They have no weight in their hands, just like hair. Maas really can't think of the possibility of deep processing. On this basis, wouldn't the thinner and lighter fish fillets really be squid-silks, like hair?

"call!"

He let out a heavy breath, restrained the horror in his eyes, Mas turned his gaze and glanced at Shinji Takei and Ichiro Hasegawa who were standing together, and made a conclusion on this private halberd.

"They lost!"

"The victory level is completely tilted!"

"It's not a contest at the same level!"

As if no one else said anything, Mas was filled with pity.

The day after the promotion to the special level, everyone in Neon, online and offline were discussing them. When their "momentum" and "confidence" reached their peak, they came to the door and initiated the food halberd, and then suffered a crushing defeat...

Mas imagined that he was the initiator of the halberd.

Just thinking about it, his heart was covered with shadows that could not be dissolved.
Chapter completed!
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