578 Assemble the Cooks, a Match in the Kitchen! (2/2)

In this kitchen, there were all kinds of emotions on display.

The Supreme Blade Tyrant stood at a distance with a smile on his face as he watched the contestants cook. The smile on his face widened as more time passed.

Bang!!

Suddenly, a blast resounded through the area.

Someone's black wok had exploded, and its lid soared into the sky, closely accompanied by an unpleasant stench.

The wok belonged to another alchemist, who could do nothing but stare at the lid flying into the air. He had always believed that such explosions could only happen during pill refinement; he never knew that woks could suffer the same fate!

”What a blast; you're disqualified. You'll be staying here with me,” the Supreme Blade Tyrant gently said to the man, with a grin on his face.

When the alchemist heard that, his pupils dilated, and he screamed before attempting to flee.

However, his body was instantly restrained.

With a loud bang, his head exploded.

He had become another headless cook.

Fresh blood splattered on the contestants around him. Frightened from the shock, they almost dropped their laddle.

The Supreme Blade Tyrant... was really a madman!

Although death was inevitable when fighting for an inheritance, such blatant cruelty made the contestants frightened.

When Bu Fang saw what happened, he frowned in disgust.

When the middle-aged man glanced at the headless cook, his lips curled upward, into a disdainful smile. These losers... were just weak.

Fizzle!

The middle-aged man grabbed a lid and covered his wok. The flames dissipated, and a thunderous roar resounded within the wok. When the roar reached the man's ears, his eyes narrowed. After a while, he raised the lid, and a rich aroma escaped the wok.

The people around could not help but pause to take a whiff of the tempting aroma.

”What a wonderful aroma…”

”So meat can really be cooked till it emits such a fragrant aroma. But why does mine smell a little bitter?”

”Nonsense! Mine's still a little sour!”

...

The people around began to whisper amongst themselves as they looked at the food cooking in their own woks. Some were even speechless. They felt that their cooking was somewhat different.

When the aroma from the middle-aged man's wok reached Bu Fang's nostrils, his heart lurched, and he turned to look at the man, with a slightly raised eyebrow.

This was the aroma of an authentic Red Braised Meat. It was enough to cause Bu Fang to be taken aback, but despite that, he knew his own Red Braised Meat would not be inferior. However, he never expected the Hidden Dragon Continent to contain someone who could cook such a dish!

That middle-aged man looked at Bu Fang and smiled.

Fizzle...

After tilting the wok for a bit, the man began to stir the dish. When he was done, he scooped out the Red Braised Meat out of the wok and tipped it into a porcelain bowl he had prepared earlier.

After that, he poured some savory broth into the bowl, thus completing his Red Braised Meat dish.

Many of those around him were awed by the dish. It was just like an art.

The Saintess flicked her hair behind herself. She was finally done cutting her meat. Although the meat had been chopped into different sizes, she was done cutting it.

She had been paying close attention to Bu Fang's action and memorized the steps he had taken so far. This had inspired a little confidence in her, with which she currently used to cook. She believed that Bu Fang was the only chef there. If she could not learn from him, then who else would she learn from?

However, contrary to her belief, Bu Fang was not the only chef there; there were many other chefs there as well.

The two contestants using the stoves in front completed their dishes at this point.

Their dishes were also aromatic.

After that, both contestants turned around. One was skinny, and the other was fat. These two were the two brothers Ah Lu and Ah Wei.

”Brother, look over there. Isn't that uncle?”

After completing his dish, Ah Lu took out a chicken drumstick and stuffed it into his mouth. When he spotted the middle-aged man, he hurriedly patted the person next to him.

However, Ah Wei did not seem to have heard Ah Lu's words. His attention was fully focused on Bu Fang, and the flames in his eyes lit up.

”Even Owner Bu's here? What a coincidence. Finally, I'll be able to have another cooking match with Owner Bu!”

This was a real match between chefs!

At that moment, Bu Fang slowly lifted the lid off his pot.

The fragrance boiling inside the wok was released instantly.