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When the crowd just saw Lang Chuan's exquisite technique, their shock and excitement did not dissipate, but in reality, they had long been looking forward to Zhang Yitian entering the stage.

Most people thought that he was just trying to embarrass himself.

Forget about everything else, just with Lang Chuan's conjurer like methods, he would not be able to pull it off even after a few decades.

Zhang Yitian was about to make an appearance, everyone had long wanted to laugh at Zhang Yitian.

Liu Jun, in particular, although he had a calm smile on his face, his heart was already filled with joy. He had wasted so much effort just to make a fool of himself in front of so many people.

The moment Zhang Yitian stepped onto the stage, he actually clapped his hands with an ear-splitting sound first. "Mr. Zhang, hurry up and go. It's so fun..."

Liu Jun could not help but let out a sneer, and turned to look at the people beside him, all of them staring at him with contempt.

The worry in Lin Muru's heart became deeper because of Liu Jun's malicious ridicule. It seemed that he would have to accept reality no matter what.

Lin Muru thought: Even if Zhang Yitian doesn't win, and receives the ridicule of so many people, I will still stand by his side …

When Zhang Yitian went up on stage, every step he took caused the crowd to hiss and someone else to loudly shout: "Go down! "Country bumpkin …"

Zhang Yitian was not moved by this, these people were not enough to make him angry. The changes he'd experienced in the past few days had caused his heart to mature by no means the slightest bit.

Zhang Yitian stood in front of the table, while Lang Chuan sat in his position. Lang Chuan was already prepared to laugh at him. He even thought, does Zhang Yitian not know how to use his blade?

Zhang Yitian looked at the "young goose" on the chopping board. Forget it, this was obviously an adult big goose that was about to grow big enough.

Zhang Yitian could tell that not only did someone want to embarrass him, they also wanted to humiliate him in front of everyone.

Everyone could see that this goose was big enough to cook two pots of meat. Some people were laughing, and some were whispering.

This was obvious teasing, but also a hindrance. The death of an adult goose was a few times more difficult for a person to remove from their bones.

Some people even felt that this was unnecessary. Even if they gave Zhang Yitian a goose that was the same as him, he might not be able to make it to that level.

Zhang Yitian did not have time to think about this. If he could not handle this stupid goose well, the goose would be in trouble too.

He had to try!

Zhang Yitian closed his eyes, continuously recalling the content he had just read in his mind. A series of information currents slowly circulated in his mind.

Suddenly opening his eyes, Zhang Yitian felt as if he had been enlightened. All of his movements and methods, all appeared again and again in that moment in his mind.

Zhang Yitian grabbed his blade, his gaze fixated on the funny looking big stupid goose whose body was covered in a round golden color.

He shook his head with a helpless smile, then his gaze tightened. He flipped the knife in his hand, and the back of the knife fell like rain onto the goose.

Zhang Yitian's speed was extremely fast, and there was even a more uniform rhythm to it. Almost one strike after another, the bones that had just squeezed out of his flesh were squeezed out of his small, T-shaped mouth on his back through a series of intense hammering.

Zhang Yitian's movements were fluid and smooth, there was no intention to stop. If it was placed on a normal person's body, with such a dense amount of blades, their wrists would definitely be sore long ago, but Zhang Yitian still acted as if nothing had happened.

Everyone had an extremely shocked expression as they stared at Zhang Yitian, their gazes constantly shifting to his wrist movements and the goose that was slowly getting its bones removed.

"This... This … this brat … It's hidden! "

"Damn, this technique, should be at least twice as fast as the Lang Chuan just now, right?"

"That's right, and what's more, what they use is just ordinary geese. This difficulty level is simply several times higher than normal!"

"That's right, his skills are not only more powerful than Lang Chuan's, the effect is also much better. Look at what Lang Chuan has done, it's like a pile of feces and it's limp.

"F * ck …" I'm going to fucking gnaw on the fence! "

"…"

The crowd was in a state of uncontrollable shock. The incredible speed in Zhang Yitian's hands, as well as the dazzling changes in his techniques, as well as the bones that kept "spitting" out from the small mouth of the goose, directly stunned everyone!

No one dared to look towards Zhang Yitian with that ridiculing gaze again, because those people felt that this was more like ridiculing their own ignorance.

Just this miraculous blade technique was enough to cause everyone to wrongly think that Zhang Yitian was at least an old master who had worked in it for forty to fifty years.

Even a blade technique at Lang Chuan's level seemed to only have the power of an apprentice in front of Zhang Yitian.

Lin Muru watched Zhang Yitian's performance from a high vantage point. Initially, he had exhausted himself to think, but after the first strike from Zhang Yitian, it had begun to fade away.

could be considered the person who understood Zhang Yitian the most out of all of them, but even she couldn't believe that the person below who could turn over the clouds and wield the rain while brandishing the kitchen knife like plaything was Zhang Yitian.

In the beginning, Jiao Haichuan had a face full of worry. Even though he knew that Zhang Yitian definitely knew what he was doing, seeing Lang Chuan's level of performance, Jiao Haichuan's heart felt like it was being chilled by half.

At first, he did not even look at Zhang Yitian's actions. After hearing the crowd's alarmed cries, he even thought Zhang Yitian had screwed up.

After sighing, Jiao Haichuan heard the people beside him shouting: "This brat isn't a juggler is he? How is this a hand, it's simply a machine... "Each slash is so heavy and heavy that it's almost unheard-of …"

Hearing this, Jiao Haichuan was startled, he frowned and glanced at the young man who spoke, his heart was not at ease, and quickly stood up and looked downwards!

At first glance, Jiao Haichuan's mirror that was over 300 degrees looked as if it was about to fall, and Zhang Yitian's knife that he was unable to take in, made his heart tremble, as he did not know what to say.

When everyone was surprised at Zhang Yitian's abnormal speed and ability, Jiao Haichuan was the first one to regain his senses.

Glancing at the dumbstruck Jiao Yanyan and Lin Muru, he laughed in his heart. He thought that Zhang Yitian really did not disappoint him, he never thought that this brat would actually have such ability!

Jiao Haichuan still felt that he had underestimated Zhang Yitian's ability, because he could always give Jiao Haichuan a pleasant surprise!

Looking at his own woman and then seeing the serious Zhang Yitian, Jiao Haichuan nodded in agreement. In his heart, he muttered to himself: "Not bad, you're a good match!"

He quietly walked behind Liu Jun, who had a very complicated expression on his face, looking surprised and a bit panicked.

"Cough, cough …" Jiao Haichuan coughed dryly, then said to Liu Jun, "Ah, this Zhang Yitian brat, I was indeed not wrong about him. Even if there is someone who is up to mischief, he can still stay calm in the face of danger! "Look at this great blade technique, it's practically at the level of a master …"

As Jiao Haichuan stood at the side and sneered, he glared at with a face full of hatred. Jiao Haichuan laughed complacently twice, then turned around and returned to his seat.

Zhang Yitian only used seven minutes to clean up that silly goose until not a single bone was left.

The bones that had been removed from the goose's body were neatly piled up by Zhang Yitian. There wasn't a single trace of flesh or blood on the bones, as if they had been bitten off by a child's mouth.

On the other hand, if the bones that Lang Chuan removed were not broken bones, they would be badly mangled flesh and blood. It was surprisingly disgusting.

Initially, when they saw Lang Chuan cutting the bones, they were extremely surprised, but now, they were all speechless. When he first saw Lang Chuan's capabilities, he felt that it was simply a miracle. But now, compared to Zhang Yitian's work, it looked a little disgusting.

Victory or defeat would naturally be judged by the guests. Zhang Yitian took the initiative to retreat to the side, and maintained a faint, unnoticeable smile on his face.

His attitude of winning was simply too impressive. Occasionally, he would even be given a big thumbs up.

The host was already dumbfounded. Only after being urged did he come back to his senses and slowly walk up the stage.

Actually, he didn't need to tell them the outcome of the battle. Everyone present knew who would win and who would lose.

Especially Lang Chuan, on his chubby face, there was an expression of disbelief that seemed to be imprinted on his face.

"No …" "That's impossible!" Lang Chuan muttered, "This standard... "Even my master can't do it …"

Lang Chuan was no longer confident. Zhang Yitian's mere flash of a blade skill had already shocked him to death. He even lied to himself and said to himself: "Maybe this brat is just good at chopping blocks, as a chef …" It was not just a matter of competing with Duan Ling Tian, but it was also a matter of competing with him!

Lang Chuan stood up and walked up the stage with a dejected look of hatred and depression.

This sort of situation was something even the host, who had seen a lot of things, would have never thought of. His face was ugly because he didn't know what to do next.

"This …" The host stammered, "The sword technique just now was simply amazing …" I think the victor should be decided by now, right? "

The crowd was in an uproar again, and from time to time, there were even sounds of ridicule. But this was not aimed at Zhang Yitian.

Lang Chuan was publicly acknowledged as a master of culinary arts, but today, in terms of knife skills, he was oppressed by an unknown person like Zhang Yitian to such an extent that it was reasonable for him to die from ridicule.

"Didn't you just say that this kid is a farmer?" Someone in the crowd said, "Haha, didn't Lang Chuan just laugh at me?"

These people were like fence-sitters, whoever gained the upper hand would fall to the side like a swarm of bees.

Zhang Yitian gave a noncommittal smile to this atmosphere, he was not in the mood to make any evaluation.

Lang Chuan's face became even uglier, from green to green, his breaths became so heavy that it seemed like he would explode at any moment.

"What are you laughing about?" Lang Chuan was finally unable to control himself, and shouted towards the laughing people below the stage: "Do you guys know anything about cooking? This knife skill is only one aspect, I can guarantee that this brat has been practicing it for the rest of his life!"

Lang Chuan turned and said to Zhang Yitian fiercely, "Brat, a true master will never care about small matters like blade techniques! Because in the end, cooking has to be eaten, only when it is in your mouth can you know whether it is delicious or not! If you have the guts, then we'll meet on the spot! It can be said that no one can surpass me in terms of my control over fire and opportunity in the entire Linyi! "

Lang Chuan was bragging so even though he was nervous in his heart, no one thought of his face. To humiliate him so shamelessly, he could only flatter himself, on one hand he had to cheer and on, and on the other he had to rope in some people's hearts.