Qian Chen is even thinking now that the sword skills of the Heavenly King are so terrifying. What level will the sword skills of the Chef God reach?

Could it be that it is directly used on the microscope?

For example, cut the fish into pieces, put it together, throw it into the water, and the fish will live again?

It shouldn't be possible. This is no longer scientific and unscientific. It's even more fantasy than fantasy.

After being ravaged by Tsukahara Fu Chuan for a day, Qian Chen was not discouraged.

This also made him discover another benefit after hatching the kitchen heart.

In addition to the fact that the dishes are given the mark of the heart of the kitchen, they become more delicious and more touching.

His willpower has also become extremely tough because of the relationship between the chef and the heart.

So what about the half-step king? So what about the fancy beating? So what about losing?

All of this can't stop Qian Chen's love for cooking!

This is another hidden effect of the chef's heart, which enhances the chef's spiritual attributes and willpower!

Willpower cannot be seen or touched, but it still exists in fact.

In a simple sentence, special chefs with a heart of the chef have a stronger head.

Qian Chen's characteristics determine that he is an iron-headed king!

The next day's trial (diao) continues!

Qian Chen once attacked Fu Chuan Tsukahara, but was beaten up again and again.

This did not discourage him, but instead made him more tenacious.

He began to focus all his attention on himself, working hard to improve every dish and every detail, trying to squeeze his brain cells, and come up with better ideas.

When he himself was not paying attention to the system panel, his basic attributes soared, and the completion of the recipes continued to rise.

He was like a piece of red steel. Every time Fu Chuan Tsukahara beat him, it was like a hammer hitting him hard. It could not defeat him, but instead made him harder!

Qian Chen didn't know that his iron-headed look made Tsukahara Fu Chuan almost drool!

What a tenacious spiritual attribute!

Miss Sword Saint swore that she had never seen such a perfect sand...study.

It's so stubborn!

Miss Sword Saint really wanted to take Qian Chen as a closed disciple and then leave him here for the rest of her life to train... She said that she was teaching carefully and taught him all her sword skills.

It was soon the third day. After two days of sleepless liver, Qian Chen's body was almost at its limit.

But his eyes didn't look like he was admitting his defeat, but instead became brighter.

Even Qian Chen himself didn't know that it was. The colorful kitchen heart in the depths of his soul gradually dimmed, but his body became more solid, as if all the energy was compressed...

Finally, the time pointed to 23:15, and the Trial of Qian Chen and Tsukahara Kumaru also ushered in the ultimate battle.

Before this, the two of them had their record of 99 losses and 0 wins.

However, Qian Chen himself did not notice it, but Fu Chuan Tsukahara, who was his opponent, knew it clearly.

His cooking skills are getting stronger and stronger. This kind of strength is not the kind of strength that improves the cooking skills, but the strength that has been consolidated!

Especially his sword skills, he abandoned the fancy and gorgeousness of the Breaking Blade technique and began to embark on the simple path.

A half-step king demonstrated it 99 times in front of him. He let him experience it personally what the simplicity of the great way is!

In the last battle, Qian Chen chose a new recipe...bamboo rice!

The main ingredients are pure natural rice watered by Kashima Shrine with mountain spring water, while Qian Chen did not choose the commonly used meat or sausages.

All he chose were wild game growing in the mountains, tender bamboo shoots, mushrooms, bracken...

Pour the ingredients into the newly chopped bamboo tube, add the spring water and seasonings, and then place it on a charcoal fire to roast.

When Qian Chen made this bamboo rice, there was no distraction in his mind, such as trials, the victory or defeat of Tsukahara Fu Chuan, and the special kitchen all disappeared.

He had only one thought in his mind now - to do his best to make the best bamboo rice!

Qian Chen, who had abandoned distracting thoughts, had an unparalleled concentration.

His movements were not fancy at all, but they were as smooth as flowing water.

Tsukahara Fururu, who had already completed the sashimi opposite him, nodded with satisfaction.

Half an hour later, a fragrant bamboo rice roll was released.

"So there is such a way to do it, and I've been taught."

Fubu Tsukahara looked at the bamboo tube in Qian Chen's hand with curiosity.

This special cooking method that was circulated around Yunnan Province in the Celestial Dynasty made Fukuru Tsukahara, who loved to get close to nature and realized the "Ichinota Knife" from nature, loved it very much.

She almost half snatched the bamboo tube from Qian Chen.

The sword flashed away.

Click!

The bamboo tube was immediately divided into two, and the cut was flat and smooth, even like a mirror.

However, this is just a basic operation for Furuchi Tsukahara.

She couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, picked up a small ball and put it in her mouth...

After a long time, Tsukahara Fururu slowly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"Congratulations, you're qualified."

But she quickly smiled self-deprecatingly again.

"It seems that I'm talking too much."

Because Qian Chen, who was sitting opposite her, was already asleep.

Just as Qian Chen completed this bamboo rice, the system seemed to be blackened and various information popped up crazily.

Deep in his soul, the colorful kitchen heart directly condensed into a colorful ball, which looked no longer as dazzling as before, but it was more solid and solid...

However, Qian Chen himself didn't know all this.

With the last trace of obsession, he brought the bamboo rice to Fu Chuan Tsukahara and fell asleep directly.

After three days and three nights, Qian Chen was completely exhausted both physically and mentally, and his whole body was like a chewed sugar cane.

He slept for two days and two nights.

Meanwhile, the Kyoto Honnoji ruins.

A petite luoli, wearing a blood-red cloak, wearing a black classical cavalry uniform, and leaning on a too-knife, said to a figure in front of her with a standard-lowered seat with his head down.

"Yeah, it's even better than I expected. You've passed this trial, lift your head."

“Hi~~!”

The figure slowly raised his head, with an extremely confident smile on his face. Who is Sijing Longtai?

I only heard the little luoli in his head continue with a majestic look on his face.

"Your kitchen heart has the desire to control the world, which is in line with my way of 'the world's martial arts'. I hope you will encourage yourself and exercise diligently."

"Hi! Teacher!"

Unlike the arrogant and domineering faced Qian Chenshi, Sijing Longtai did not dare to relax at all when facing this seemingly cute luoli.

You must know that the person in front of him is the legendary...

"No need to call me 'teacher'. There is only one in the world, and you will be my opponent in the future. You just need to move forward bravely and never lose your reputation. No matter what, you are also someone I agree with Oda Nobunaga!"
Chapter completed!