Chapter 152: Twenty-four bridges and moonlit night

"Oh my God! This Qin Yang actually wants to fight for the title of the first chef!"

Ding Sanhuo’s forehead was full of blue veins, "Boy, no one has ever dared to talk to me like this! Since you are so arrogant, why don’t you cook it on the spot?"

After finishing speaking, Ding Sanhuo directly stretched out his hand and waved, he even had the stove and the chopping board! And the stove seems to be a magic weapon!

More than that, pots, pans, spoons and spoons are magic weapons, made of all kinds of rare spiritual materials, even ordinary chopping boards are not ordinary wood!

Qin Yang's eyelids twitched, and he took a stir-fry shovel and turned it upside down. What a magic weapon? Who can believe this?

If you are at war with someone, this shovel can flatten the opponent's head...

There is also that cauldron, if you talk about defensive power, I am afraid it is also among the top ranks of magic weapons!

Qin Yang twitched the corners of his mouth, and said inwardly: "Isn't it just cooking a meal, doing such a big posture..."

Ding Sanhuo looked at Qin Yang's expression and chuckled, "Young man, it's still too late to admit defeat. After all, it won't be too embarrassing."

All the classmates and teachers were speechless, the rumor turned out to be true! Ding Sanhuo fought with people, all he used was cooking guys...

If it is a cooking competition, just these guys show up, it is enough to scare the opponent.

Qin Yang shook his head and said, "It's no good to admit defeat. Now that we have given up, what shall we eat?"

Ding Sanhuo was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

The students were also stunned.

Qin Yang was too lazy to explain, and said: "Since you have everything, then let's start."

Ding Sanhuo explained: "There is a formation in the stove, just buckle the spirit stone..." At this point, he had already pulled out a spirit stone.

Although he was angry that Qin Yang was so arrogant, he did not want to bully the junior.

But when Lingshi was in his hand, Ding Sanhuo froze.

Qin Yang snapped his fingers lightly, and a raging flame ignited in the stove.

"Golden flame?" Ding Sanhuo's pupils shrank.

Among the most powerful flames in the world, this golden flame is one of them. The second is the **** flames from hell.

The latter is not suitable for cooking, but no one has the opportunity to use the former.

Because these flames are all derived from the power of monsters! Even if Ding Sanhuo cultivated high-end fire system techniques, he was far behind on this point.

Ding Sanhuo finally put away his contempt and began to pay attention.

Other classmates and teachers still watch the excitement, after all, they are laymen.

Qin Yang didn't use the knife on the chopping board. With a wave of his hand, there were several infuriating swords. Deliberately shrunk a little, different sizes, suspended around itself.

"Are there monster legs?" Qin Yang asked.

Ding Sanhuo frowned. Although puzzled, he still took out a monster leg.

In his universe ring, all top ingredients. The legs of the monster beast alone are the legs of the monster beast of the lower rank!

"Yes, this is good." Qin Yang nodded.

Flicking his fingers, the demon beast's legs were first split by a sword, and the fractured surface was as clean as a mirror. The bones were also shattered by Qin Yang with zhenqi, and the bone marrow merged into the flesh.

"My steamed tofu is very particular. The water used for steaming is..."

"No need." Qin Yang shook his head and stretched out his hand. A piece of solid ice was directly condensed in the air, a golden flame flashed, and the solid ice turned into water.

This is not ordinary water, every drop contains the aura of heaven and earth!

Ding Sanhuo's eyelids jumped, he really underestimated this kid!

Apply your own strength to cooking, this is already a celebrity chef!

Qin Yang moved his mind and infuriated all kinds of ingredients.

Ding Sanhuo's heart tightened. He had a feeling with the magic iron pot heart. At this time, the bottom of the pot was red, and he was about to burn through!

The interpretation of ice and fire is like a performance in Qin Yang's hands. The field is sometimes cold like an ice cellar and sometimes heated.

Every time a seasoning is put in, there is a slight change in the ice and fire in the field.

"Able to match every seasoning with the power of ice and fire, this kid is so knowledgeable in cooking?" Ding Sanhuo was already shocked, his eyes thoughtful.

Although he was steaming tofu, Qin Yang didn't put the lid on. A mini version of cold ice handprints eliminated the lid.

It's just that the small handprint of cold ice in this mini version will always suddenly become the small handprint of fire in the mini version.

"What is Qin Yang doing? This is cooking? This is playing!"

A senior shook his head and chuckled. In his eyes, Qin Yang's every movement is garish. Can he eat the dishes he does?

A teacher frowned and said, "Don't laugh, just for the moment he showed his tricks, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it in your life!"

Another teacher nodded repeatedly and said: "The descendants of the Qin family are really powerful. After all, they belong to the eight clans of the gods. This Qin Yang cannot be regarded as ordinary students."

"Controlling the power of ice and fire at the same time, it is already a genius to master one of them. No one can surpass it if he has both of them and can do whatever he wants!"

"Is it so mysterious? As long as the strength is strong enough, you can always reach the top. Once you reach the top, what kind of attribute does it matter?" A senior with good strength felt that the teachers' praise of Qin Yang was a bit too much.

Wu Heitian opened the mouth and said, "Do you see that strange pot lid? It is the big handprint of cold ice and the big handprint of fire."

Everyone was suddenly shocked, the ground-level martial arts! Can it be reduced to this point? It was not Wu Heitian's reminder, and even the teachers didn't even notice it!

Wu Heitian said to the student: "If Qin Yang uses the Big Ice Handprint on you and traps you, what shall you do?"

The senior frowned and said: "I naturally smashed with a punch!"

"But if when you are about to smash, the ice handprint suddenly turns into the fiery handprint, what should you do?" Wu Hetian continued.

All the students, even some teachers, were thinking about it, suddenly thinking about it with extreme fear.

The Frozen Handprint must be broken with brute force, otherwise it will remain passive until defeated. But the Great Fire Handprint is not so, if you can't dodge, you can only resist!

The senior envisioned himself fighting Qin Yang, sweating for a while. If he really wants to brute force to get rid of the big handprints of the ice, and then the big handprints of the ice will turn into the big handprints of fire, how can he still have the power to defend against him who is urged to attack? I'm afraid it will be burnt to fly ash in an instant!

For a while, everyone looked at Qin Yang again, filled with a different flavor.

Especially when the little mudra of cold ice and little mudra of fire changed freely, everyone was shocked.

"It's done!" Qin Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and the steamed tofu was finally out of the pot.

Just the faint aroma makes all the people feel good.

On the demon beast's legs, twenty-four round tofu, like twenty-four bright pearls, made one's index finger move.

This... is it really tofu?

"I lost." Ding Sanhuo's expression dimmed, he didn't need to taste it, he already knew the result. As the first chef, he just saw the steamed tofu coming out of the pot, he already knew that this delicacy should be in heaven.

"Can I taste it?" Ding Sanhuo was a little hopeful. Facing Qin Yang is exactly like facing a senior.

Qin Yang nodded and said, "Of course it can." He stretched out his hand and grabbed it suddenly, and Jin Wanshan's body that had just rushed out was pulled out by him.

"This dish is so exquisite, I'm afraid it wouldn't be a crude name like steamed tofu?" Ding Sanhuo swallowed a few mouthfuls and asked.

"Of course." Qin Yang said slowly, "This dish is called... Twenty-Four Bridge Mingyue Ye."