Chapter 104: Let Us Compete by Slicing a Hundred Radishes (2/2)

”Radishes... again?” Bu Fang thought. The corners of his mouth widened into a smile as he looked at the radishes stacked on the table. He softly replied, ”Alright.”

”Owner Bu, take a good look! I am going to start!” When Master Zhao heard Bu Fang's reply, fighting spirit instantly surged from his body, causing the chef uniform he was wearing to flap wildly.

Master Zhao's hand reached out and drew out another kitchen knife. He was going to use two kitchen knives at the same time to cut the radishes.

First, he used his kitchen knives to pick up a radish and move it onto his cutting board. Then, he started chopping down rapidly with his kitchen knives with a clear rhythm. Don, don, don… Within a single breath, a single radish was evenly sliced into pieces. After finishing the first radish, Master Zhao was already preparing the second radish.

As expected of a chef who spent over a dozen years practicing his cutting techniques, Master Zhao's understanding and mastery of cutting techniques had already reached an unattainable level for many chefs. The fact that he was using two kitchen knives at the same time while maintaining such precision when cutting the radish was already extremely difficult for most people. Not to mention, his speed was so fast that onlookers were almost unable to keep up.

A hundred radishes were all precisely sliced into pieces by Master Zhao within ten minutes.

As Master Zhao finished slicing the last radish, he slammed both of his kitchen knives into the cutting board before taking a step back and letting out a deep breath. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

A series of exclamations and cheers instantly erupted from the spectators, greatly satisfying Master Zhao's self-esteem. He firmly believed that Bu Fang would definitely not be able to surpass him.

”Owner Bu, it's your turn!” Master Zhao overbearingly said.

Bu Fang gave him a glance and indiscernibly shook his head while letting out a soft sigh.

”Since you're seeking death, I'll help you fulfill your wish. The system wanted me to teach you to be a better person. If I don't show you a trick or two… even I wouldn't be able to forgive myself,” Bu Fang muttered to himself. Thereafter, he did not use the Golden Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife and took out an ordinary kitchen knife instead.

After performing an unremarkable trick with the kitchen knife, Bu Fang lightly flicked the blade with his finger and then nodded.

”The timer starts now!” Qian Bao said with a chuckle. His face was filled with confidence. On that day, Master Zhao was exhibiting better than usual. His performance was very assuring.

”Alright, let's begin,” Bu Fang indifferently said. After that, he extended out his hand while gathering true energy in his palm and suddenly banged the table. He controlled the true energy so that the table was not destroyed, but instead sent the radishes flying into the air.

Buzz...

Within an instant, Bu Fang's eyes became sharp as an eagle's gaze. In that moment, the aura exuding from him underwent a dramatic change.

A hundred radishes were floating in the air, and then the kitchen knife held within Bu Fang's hand started to rotate by itself. The rotational speed was so fast that it struck fear in the hearts of the onlookers. That kitchen knife seemed to have turned into a ray of light as it instantly made a vertical cut.

Plop! Plop!

Everyone present was dumbfounded. Their faces were all filled with incredulity as they stared at the scene before them. Within their field of vision, everything—except for that one hundred floating radishes and a stream of light that erupted from the darkness—had disappeared. That stream of light was like a rain of meteors streaking across the night sky as it went past those radishes.

Once the darkness subsided and everyone's vision was restored, they discovered the hundred radishes floating in the air had all exploded into pieces. Each piece was sliced into tiny cubes and they were even more exquisite and smaller than Master Zhao's handiwork...

Plop plop plop!

It was as if the sky was raining radish cubes. Bu Fang held up a basket with a single hand and the falling radish cubes all landed inside the basket. Once the final radish cube landed at the top and rolled for a while before quieting down, Bu Fang finished his turn of the first category.

The time he took… was only four breaths. This was including the time it took for the radish cubes to fall into the basket.

Within an instant, the entire alleyway became so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard. Everyone was absentmindedly staring at Bu Fang. The confident smile on Master Zhao's face had already stiffened. He appeared comical and ridiculous like a clown.

While looking at Bu Fang's face filled with indifference, Master Zhao felt as if ten thousand suckling pigs were dashing through his heart… ”God damn! Are you calling this a cutting technique? How is this any different from cheating?!”