All Things That Eat Halberd Are Reborn

Four pairs of eyes fell on the drunk guy, and the drunk guy reluctantly picked up the empty pipe and brought it to his mouth.

Hard to top~

===The teenager is paralyzed on the sofa===

"Chef Mobai, the venue equipment has been tested, and you can enter the venue at any time."

The IGO staff who hurriedly opened the door of the lounge saw a young man enjoying tea leisurely.

"I understand." Mo Bai took a sip of tea and nodded calmly.

The staff couldn't help but say that they are indeed the disciples of the leader.

Wisdom, tranquility, and understanding of life.

You see, he has only one, but he has already dared to fight against the chef of the Lin level.

Coupled with this calm attitude before facing the life and death battle, it really makes people feel that this son is extraordinary.

"Then I won't bother you, Chef. If you need anything, you can call us at any time." The staff took off their hats to show respect, and gently closed the door.

Seeing the staff leave, the personable Mo Bai directly looked at Sima's face, silently put down the cold tea, leaned back, sank into the sofa, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

He entered the customary pre-war stage of skeptical life.

Even Xiaobai admired Mo Bai: The more popular the schoolbag is, the harder he beats people, the more cowardly he is before the battle, the fiercer the charge.

This is Mo Bai's daily inappropriate operation.

It's a pity that this time Mo Bai's mood is not cowardly, but as cold as the cup of cold tea on the coffee table.

This feeling is really the first time.

Unlike Wang Yao's eating halberd, although the former was a showy group, he still grasped the measure and did not use Lin-level strength to reduce dimensionality.

When a sea was released, Mo Bai, with the help of Sister Shi and Xiao Bai, keenly seized the opportunity and gave Wang Yao a thousand-year kill that he will never forget.

But this time it was different, Mo Tianheng next door's fierce aura hadn't weakened since it erupted.

This aura of climbing to the top also made him clearly understand that Mo Tianheng would never show mercy.

Once upon a time, Mo Bai believed that his greatest characteristic was the perfect combination of extraordinary talent and persistence.

Now facing the Lin-level who is at full strength, he knows that the advantage of his innate talent is gone, and his persistence... the opponent is not bad.

"If you want me to say that this Lin level is not scientific at all!" Mo Bai jumped like a salted fish, and fell back to the sofa paralysis in a blink of an eye.

What really made him desperate was that after grinding his guns in the middle of the night, he still hadn't decided on his own cooking.

In other words, with every dish he made, he felt that he might lose.

So much so that now, Mo Bai has no idea what he should cook on the food halberd.

The one-of-a-kind dull hair on his head seemed to have succumbed to fate and limply collapsed at this moment.

It is rare for Dumao's will and Mo Bai to come to a common conclusion.

If there is no miracle in this halberd eating, it is most likely a free gift.

Mo Bai, who didn't prepare food, didn't ask for ingredients, stood in the arena blankly, feeling the hot gazes from the spectators all around him, and he felt nothing but bewildered.

Who can tell him where he got the courage to block Mo Tianheng?

Is it the soul of the second middle school who is burning with passion?

At the beginning of Shiji, Mo Bai didn't feel at ease about what the host said.

He now has two words: autistic.

"boom!"

I don't know what Mo Tianheng said, but suddenly the spectator seats sounded like they were being ignited with a ceiling-level volume.

"Huh?" The Mobai eyes on Sima's face fluctuated throughout the whole process, and he looked at Mo Tianheng at the opposite cooking table, who also felt the same.

The moment when the eyes intertwine.

Mo Bai heard it clearly.

"...Actually, I should be a mediocre person with mediocre talent."

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Knock in! ! !

Bring me the 40-meter Qinglong Yanyue Knife!

Chapter 676. Prey and Hunter

Mo Bai didn't know what Mo Tianheng said before, those were not important anymore.

The important thing is...

Grass mud horse!It's on fire!

As the saying goes, it's easy to beat someone without slapping them in the face, and to curse someone without revealing their faults.

Mo Bai never expected that this pious second uncle would not talk about martial arts!

A Lin-level chef with mediocre talent?

Listen, listen, is this a human language?

The black eyes of the five stars on the collar of the chef's uniform were about to burst, and they gritted their teeth.

I, Mo · Needle-Based · Bai, want to see how unremarkable you are today!

As the saying goes, the first attack has an advantage, and the second has countermeasures.

Although he hadn't thought of any good dishes yet, Mo Bai decided to see what this mediocre Lin-level chef could cook before talking about it.

Food halberd time limit?

I'm sorry, how could the two of them, who were all in a state of confusion at the time, still think about this?

There is no ingredient limit or time limit for this [You foolishly ask me to eat the halberd, and I foolishly agree], and even the judges are self-recommended.

In every sense, this food halberd exudes an unreliable atmosphere.

But it was this food halberd that was so loose that it was like a play, and Mo Tianheng's opening remarks completely detonated the audience who came to eat melons.

For a moment, the mood of the audience who was just watching the excitement suddenly changed drastically, and their greedy or shocked fiery eyes all focused on the food halberd stage.

Even the young girls from the Far East can easily feel that hot feeling.

Mo Bai shut himself off and couldn't hear clearly, it's not like they don't have ears.

"Aunt Xue...what is [the original version of Hexiangbaixie] that Mo Tianheng said just now?" Erina frowned and asked.

"Yes, yes, what is that? After Mo Tianheng said it, the atmosphere of the whole venue changed." Alice was the second to recover.

Gogen Ruri, Miyamoto Yeyako, and Hojo Miyoko also cast their blank eyes on Liu Xueyi.

Mo Bai didn't hide when he was studying [Hexiangbaixie], and everyone more or less rubbed against each other.

But this original version of Hexiang Baixie sounds a little unusual, and the dramatic changes in the expressions and atmosphere of the audience also confirm this point.

"That's the stunt that Aunt Mo used in the early days of her fame..." Liu Xueyi's hands trembled a little.

Like many people, she guessed that before Mo Tianjiao left the family, he should have kept a hand in the Mo family just in case.

It's just that that person was unanimously regarded by everyone as Mo Tianquan who died of illness.

The latter's talent before he became seriously ill was visible to the naked eye, and it was only reasonable to be able to comprehend [Hexiangbaixie].

Liu Xueyi understands that Mo Tianheng's evaluation of himself as "average talent" is normal. Looking at Mo Tianheng back then, apart from being famous in the Mo family, he was not at all impressive in the talented culinary circle of the imperial capital.

Who would have thought that he was Mo Tianjiao's backup.

The problem is...Since Mo Tianheng is Mo Tianjiao's backup, the sibling relationship between the two must be closer than ordinary people think, why did they fight with Mo Bai in the blink of an eye?

Liu Xueyi felt that her mind was in chaos, and she began to be unable to understand the current situation.

In fact, this matter is a bit outrageous in the eyes of the old lady.

How can there be a solution to forcefully enter the food halberd arena?

"Aunt Xue? Aunt Xue?" Alice stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Liu Xueyi's eyes, and the latter finally regained consciousness.

"I remember that I told you that there are two completely different ways of expressing the spice dishes in Aunt Mo's hands before I taught the Champs to my eldest nephew, right?"

Liu Xueyi looked at the two people on the stage with inexplicable confusion in her eyes.

But no matter how much confusion there is, she can only suppress it in her heart at this moment.

The girls looked at each other and nodded. They still remembered a kind of ring-in-ring spice structure, which broke the conventional spice dishes and showed a decline in anticipation after the first bite.

This is what Mo Bai learned.

And the other one seems to amplify the power of spices, making the first taste like a bomb-like shock.

"Could it be..." The eyes of the girls became shaken.

"You guessed it right. The Hexiang Baixie that Mo Bai learned is an improved version after the Mo Yilin class. Its purpose is to deal with the ingredients and make a perfect spice dish that will last the shock of the first bite until the end of the meal."

Liu Xueyi sighed lightly.

"The original version of Hexiang Baixie is to infinitely amplify the power of the first bite of spice dishes through the ratio."

"If you match it properly, you can even make spice dishes that are not weaker than the impact of Lin-level cuisine."

"Of course, this is just a superficiality. Its real essence lies in - quick success. It's like a recipe can change the outcome of a star chef's food halberd."

"Spice cuisine is the most aggressive cuisine, and the ratio is from the hands of Lin-level chefs... It is enough for travelers on the mountainside to have a glimpse of the scenery on the top of the mountain."

"Aunt Xue, you mean... to become Lin-level quickly?" Alice swallowed bitterly.

Erina opened her mouth for a long time and couldn't close it, and the two apprentices plus a bodyguard turned into an exhaust fan, sucking in cold air hissing.

"It's just a fake Lin-level that is more than enough than the bottom, and there are very few dishes that can be sold, so it can't be considered a real Lin-level." Liu Xueyi shook her head lightly. "But that's scary enough."

Regardless of the upper limit of talent, as long as one has the heart to learn this thing, it is a pseudo-Lin level.

Others have practiced in summer and winter in winter, and have been working diligently and falteringly for decades, before reaching the super level of cooking and heart fusion, which is worthy of stepping halfway up the mountain.