C121 (1/2)

The crowd's cheers, under Lang Chuan's shouts, gradually subsided.

Lang Chuan heaved a sigh of relief. If the provocation and humiliation had continued for a while longer, he would have been unable to control himself and would have rushed down with his blade.

F * ck, I'm going to chop you shameless hooligans into pieces! Lang Chuan cursed in his heart.

After it had finally passed, Lang Chuan no longer had that kind of atmosphere. The little bit of grievance he had left had also turned into a conviction that he would definitely win.

Right now, the bone selection had been completed. There were still two things left to look at, one was cutting silk with water tofu, the other was mashing mutton, and it was even thicker and more viscous. This was truly a test of his master's ability.

Two waiters brought the ingredients. Zhang Yitian and Lang Chuan each had a piece of Water Tofu, and each of them had a small piece of lamb leg meat that had been shaved until only fine meat remained.

Zhang Yitian was still not in a hurry to make his move, his eyes never left Lang Chuan who was at the side.

Reaching out his hand in a friendly manner, Zhang Yitian said to Lang Chuan: ”Mr Lam, you go first.

Lang Chuan glared at Zhang Yitian as his heart began to churn violently. He said angrily, ”I will do it, you know how to debone, but you may not have to do anything else! ”Cut the silk with tofu, and chop the mutton into pieces. It's a delicate process, watch carefully!”

Zhang Yitian nodded his head, his face still.

With that said, he moved. Lang Chuan's eyes were still staring at Zhang Yitian, his left hand was already holding onto the kitchen knife, his right hand was also holding onto the tofu from the tray.

For a Chinese cuisine chef, knife skills could definitely be considered a wonder in this world. No matter what kind of ingredients were used, as long as they were given a knife, they would be able to achieve an effect that you would never expect.

Cutting the tofu sounded simple, but when it came to actual practice, he knew the difficulty. The tofu was soft and tender, and it was difficult to cut it out, let alone cut out the thin silk.

The difficulty was not doubling, but increasing by a dozen times.

And it was also because of this that Lang Chuan didn't move quickly from the start. Every slash was slow and lengthy, only hoping to cut out the thinnest piece, before making the thinnest thread.

From the moment Lang Chuan brandished his blade, Zhang Yitian had been staring intently, the serious look on his face was not one bit inferior to the shocked spectators.

”My God! Look at that thin piece of tofu, it's almost transparent! ”

”Now you see this kid is dumbfounded!” He had probably never seen this kind of saber art in his life before, right? Look, he's completely dumbfounded! ”

”I bet on Lang Chuan winning this game, if he loses, I'll bite the railing …”

”Tsk, come on, I didn't see you bite …”

Zhang Yitian had clearly seen every single one of Lang Chuan's movements. Lang Chuan was indeed worthy of being a top-notch chef. The level of his knife skills had even shocked Zhang Yitian.

It was just that Zhang Yitian's Celestial Force Art was now even more abnormal. This spell looked inconspicuous but in the process of recording and imitating, it had automatically eliminated any flaws in the movements of the person being imitated, and when the person had mastered the skills at the end of the process, they were basically the most perfect movements after being optimized. Every move and every move could be treated as a model in the teaching materials!

Zhang Yitian was unavoidably excited in his heart, the way each of his movements moved seemed to be repeating itself in his mind, to the extent of being one millimeter accurate.

Zhang Yitian's eyes were still staring at Lang Chuan's hands, but his hands had already begun to move.

Without even looking, Zhang Yitian subconsciously took the water tofu off to the side, the blade in his right hand actually moved.

”F * ck!” What was this kid doing? Without even looking, aren't you afraid of cutting off your hands? ” Someone exclaimed in surprise.

Lang Chuan's attention was also distracted by the cry, he sighed, then quickly stopped his kitchen knife and looked towards Zhang Yitian's direction.

With just that one glance, Lang Chuan's eyeballs almost popped out, because the speed of Zhang Yitian's hands was as smooth as cutting potatoes. However, the final piece of tofu that was cut out was even more exquisite and beautiful than what Lang Chuan had meticulously done.

What made him the most speechless was that from the beginning till the end, Zhang Yitian's eyes had never even landed on his hand that was cutting vegetables, and had instead, looked in his direction in a daze.

Lang Chuan's face was immediately filled with astonishment, he raised his head and looked at Zhang Yitian, who was also looking at him, and finally smiled with narrowed eyes.

Lang Chuan was so shocked that he almost threw his blade away.

Zhang Yitian hadn't even looked at it since the beginning, and his hands still maintained such speed … Isn't this way too f * cking overpowering?

Lang Chuan felt a burst of disappointment in his heart, and the kitchen knife in his hand dropped onto the chopping board.

Zhang Yitian had already thoroughly learnt Lang Chuan's actions of cutting vegetables, and in the blink of an eye, his level of mastery had already surpassed Lang Chuan's highest.

This change surprised even Zhang Yitian, he never thought that this world could actually be so fun …

He raised his hand and raised the knife. After slicing, he cut the silk with the knife. All the complicated movements were completed in one go. The delicate tofu was as solid as vegetables under Zhang Yitian's hands, as if it was a radish potato. It was not affected at all by the pressure of the blade.