Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Break open the eighth-level material with your bare hands.

With just one hand, he can basically crush everyone present, including Fan Zhaohui.

Even for monks at the peak of the eighth level, it is very difficult to pry open eighth-level materials without relying on contract spirits or tools.

As for the ninth level...

There are only a handful of ninth-level experts in the entire Blue Star. You want a ninth-level expert to make soup for you?

How much wine do you have to drink to have the guts to have such a dream?

Moreover, even the ninth level strongest might not be able to break apart the Aurora mineral salt like Feng Xiaozao did tofu.

Is this still a human being? !

There was silence in the venue. After a short period of astonishment, the host came to his senses.

He immediately gave the No. 69 team a special close-up flight shooting crew and let it be responsible for shooting the No. 69 player.

"Okay, let's keep watching."

"I have to say that the strength of contestant No. 69 is really terrifying."

"She peeled off the shell of the Aurora Mineral Salt like an egg and took out the Aurora Salt Shell inside!"

"I swear, this is the most complete Aurora Salt Shell I have ever seen!"

In the picture, Feng Xiaozao began to handle the ingredients skillfully.

Her knife skills are no less than those of a top chef, and she can cut the Aurora Salt Shell into transparent slices in the blink of an eye.

After finishing this, she immediately turned around, took the pre-prepared side dishes from Xia Youwei's hand, put them into the pot and started making soup.

"It's strange. We all know that the Aurora Salt Shell itself has a very high salt content, so when making soup, we should try our best to remove its salty taste."

"But Contestant No. 69 not only failed to reduce the salt content of the Aurora Salted Clams, but also put a lot of salty ingredients into the pot."

"This..." The host was a little hesitant to say.

On the one hand, if he told the truth, he might offend Xia Youwei and Feng Xiaozao. Offending them would be equivalent to offending Han Zhan.

On the other hand, he really didn't understand the reason for doing this.

At this time, Fan Zhaohui, who had finished making soup, came over and took the microphone from his hand.

"It's a very clever way of doing it."

"Because if the salt taste is subdivided, it can be divided into many types. Different salty ingredients can also have the effect of fearing each other."

Fan Zhaohui looked at Feng Xiaozao as he explained, "But I don't know if the salty ingredients she used are satisfactory."

he does not know.

What even the eater Fan Zhaohui didn't know, could this young-looking girl know?

Even with the Korean War, few people are willing to believe that Feng Xiaozao can really offset the excess saltiness through the characteristics of the ingredients.

After that, Feng Xiaozao showed off some jaw-dropping hardcore operations one after another.

For example, when you hold a pot with your bare hands, the soup in the pot is still boiling.

Another example is picking up the entire rock stove with one hand and moving it to a different position.

As such.

"Xiao Zao is really on the road to longevity?" Gong Yangjin couldn't help but ask Han Zhan beside him.

Han Zhan nodded helplessly.

"Yes, as the ancient divine weapon Kongtong Seal, her innate abilities are related to her lifespan."

"Xiaojin, this is the third time you have asked me the same question."

There was nothing they could do, but Feng Xiaozao's every move reminded them of an acquaintance.

That's right, it's Senior Brother Wei Qing!

"Her operations are so similar to those of a pure martial artist." Even Li Lingzhen couldn't help but sigh.

"That's just because she is now fused with the body of a god. As a 'driver', she has not yet been able to fully adapt to Him."

That is the body of a god.

If the God of Pure Beauty knew that Feng Xiaozao was participating in the God of Cookery competition with his god's body, he would definitely be furious.

No, perhaps there is another possibility. The God of Pure Beauty will be curious about what type of god the God of Cookery is.

Closer to home.

With the host's exclamations and everyone's discussions, the cooking competition has also reached the scoring stage.

Everyone sitting in the box also received an additional piece of food.

However, everyone's attention was still focused on Feng Xiaozao's bowl of Aurora Shellfish Seafood Soup.

Shang Siting brought a bowl to Han Zhan first.

The latter was not polite, took a spoonful of it and tasted it lightly.

"Huh?" Han Zhan only took a sip and his eyes suddenly lit up, "This tastes like it?"

He seemed unsure and continued to scoop another spoonful.

This time the speed was faster and more urgent, a bit impatient.

It tastes fresh and sweet, with a seafood flavor that belongs to natural shellfish, mixed with many other different tastes, giving the entire mouth a complex taste.

But the relationship between these flavors is not conflicting.

It doesn't look like a mess of disorder, but like a process that has been preset in advance, appearing and arranged in an orderly manner.

Then they appear one by one in the mouth of the taster, like playing a perfect and moving concert.

"It tastes good!" Han Zhan opened his eyes and said decisively.

Seeing Han Zhan's reaction, other bonded spirit girls also joined in to taste it.

Their reaction was the same as the Korean War.

“Delicious!”

“Really delicious!”

"How come Xiaozao's soup tastes so good?"

"Is it true that she really made use of the mutual fear and conflict characteristics of more than a dozen kinds of ingredients to bring the taste of the food to a top level, as the eater Fan Zhaohui said?!"

is it possible?

This is simply the God of Cookery!

This doubtful thought can't help but flash through everyone's mind.

"Perhaps, she can really do it." Han Zhan suddenly thought of something and said as soon as his spirit pass appeared.

"Judging from her performance yesterday and today, there is no doubt that Xiao Zao loves cooking."

"But if you want to be where you are now, love alone is not enough. Because Fan Zhaohui can't be like her. Unless..."

When Han Zhan said this, he paused and then continued:

"Unless she is the God of Cookery!"

"Or, she has the same sense of smell, taste, and vision as the God of Cookery..."

Feng Xiaozao now has the body of a god, and isn't it a matter of course that the god's sense of smell, taste, and vision can overwhelm ordinary humans?

Han Zhan's speculation made the girls suddenly realize.

If you assume the role of a god, you can indeed do this.

In the end, Feng Xiaozao successfully defeated Fan Zhaohui and won the cooking competition.

She and Xia Youwei appeared in Han Zhan's box holding hands and showing victorious attitude.

After that, Han Zhan and the Qingling girls had a feast, and the God of Cookery Competition held by Fan Zhaohui also ended successfully.

After eating and drinking, we returned to our accommodation. It was already late at night.

Han Zhan was quickly pulled upstairs to open the second battlefield.

The next morning, Li Lingzhen suddenly felt something. He sat up excitedly and patted Han Zhan, who was still sleeping soundly.

"A Zhan, A Zhan, wake up quickly!" Li Lingzhen touched his belly and said something shocking.

"I seem to be enlightened!"