In the cooking venue, there seemed to be two terrifying auras permeating the east and west sides. The auras were intertwined and fiercely confronting each other. The two parties were closely entangled and refused to give in to each other. Even ordinary diners outside the venue were somewhat aware of the venue.
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"Gudu~"
Marui Zenji, who was watching the game in the outfield, looked at the fierce competition between Xia Tian and Logan in the venue. At this time, he couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, and said with a somewhat unnatural expression on his face:
"Iwu, how much time is left until the end of the game?"
"Less than five minutes...it's almost over!"
Jun Imusaki was looking at the center of the venue solemnly at this time, with doubts on his brows.
"Yes, it's indeed time, but..."
Marui Zenji frowned, suddenly pointed at Xia Tian and Luo Gen in the cooking venue, and said with a strange expression:
"Are you sure the two of them look like they are about to finish..."
In the center of the venue, Xia Tian and Logan kept moving their hands. On one side were the shadows of sticks waving in the sky, and on the other side were crutches that had no intention of stopping. With their miraculous skills, countless ingredients passed through their hands.
It was processed quickly and without any mistakes.
Looking at the two people's enthusiastic cooking process, they don't intend to stop at all. But even if they are good at it, there is only less than five minutes left, and there is no time to finish a complete dish.
But they seemed to have forgotten. Not only did they not stop what they were doing, but they even accelerated the cooking speed. Xia Tian's two large steamers were not taken down at all, and the flame of the casserole on Logan's stove was not cut off at all.
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"What do they want to do?"
Everyone was really confused. Even though the game was almost over, why were Xia Tian and Luo Gen still at full power? You must know that this is not a cold dish. Whether it is steamed buns or siomai, they all need time to cook.
And now the remaining time is not enough time to make another pasta dish, but why are they processing so many ingredients at the same time?
"Why are you so anxious? You'll know when the game is over, right?"
Some people said nonchalantly that everything would settle down once the game is over, and others also calmed down and waited for the final moment.
But they may not have thought that for Xia Tian and Logan, their competition is far from over...
The last five minutes passed in the blink of an eye. As the long whistle sounded in the cooking venue, this long competition finally came to an end.
“Cooking is over!!!”
The audience present could not help but heave a heavy sigh of relief. In fact, this time was not only a test of the physical strength of the two cooks, but also a long ordeal for ordinary viewers like them.
The cooking final lasted for six hours. Although the diners like them could decide whether to leave after tasting the food, for some reason, few people planned to leave. After they voted for their share of the food, they stood consciously.
Waiting for the game to end in the outfield.
They also want to know who will be the final winner in this fierce competition as soon as possible, and at the same time, they also want to give silent support to the chefs they support.
Although it is a bit incredible, in a world that focuses on food, food is everything they pursue, and the chef is the one who controls everything.
"Quick, look, they..."
Suddenly, a startled breath attracted everyone's attention. Everyone was shocked when they saw it, and they cried out:
"Why haven't they stopped yet..."
It was obvious that the competition was over at the cooking venue, but Xia Tian and Logan were still continuing to make the dishes in their hands, and looking at the amount of ingredients they prepared, they had no intention of stopping.
At this time, the staff of the conference began to come out and organize:
"Well, you two, the time has come. According to the rules of the competition, please stop what you are cooking. The review stage will be next..."
But no matter what the staff said, Xia Tian and Logan did not stop their actions, completely treating the staff as if they were nothing.
This made the staff responsible for dissuading them a little embarrassed. You must know that this is not a cooking classroom, but a pastry cooking competition that is being broadcast live across the country. Their every move is under the eyes of the whole country.
Compared with the embarrassment of the staff, the directors of the "Gourmet Judgment Organization", the organizer of the conference, were almost furious. One of them was about the same age as Nakiri Senzaemon, but he was a little older than Nakiri Senzaemon.
The thin old man with a gray beard was shouting at Nakiri Senzaemon:
"Nakiri, are these the contestants you invited? They turned our competition into a joke and ignored the rules of the competition in the finals. What do you want us to do with our future plans, ah..."
"That old Mr. Logan is not the contestant I invited!"
Nakiri Senzaemon shrugged his shoulders and said innocently.
A trace of anger flashed across the old man's face, and he blamed him relentlessly:
"That boy, you can't deny it!"
Nakiri Senzaemon shook his head, looked at the old man in front of him with some amusement, who insisted on putting a pot on his head, curled his lips and said:
"Okay, Yamada, stop deliberately looking for trouble. You should understand that none of us want to see this situation. Let's resolve the matter first!"
The old man named Yamada fell silent immediately. He also knew that it would be unrealistic to throw ink on Nakiri Senzaemon with this matter, so he could only say in a low voice:
"Then what do you think we should do? The game is over and these two people still haven't stopped. If this continues, we will really become a joke."
"Yes, this is indeed a problem."
Nakiri Senzaemon also frowned and looked at Xia Tian and Logan who were looking down. Although he had had this premonition before, he did not expect that the two of them really abandoned the rules and directly collided head-on.
"What are you thinking about, Xia Tian!"
Nakiri Senzaemon squinted his eyes and looked down at Xia Tian, who had never been so excited before, and murmured softly...
In the venue, Gu Shan almost went crazy. As the person in charge of the venue, he felt that today was his Good Friday, and at this time, something unexpected happened.
He walked directly into the venue, pushed away the unassertive staff, and warned the two people in the venue:
"Gentlemen, the competition is over. You are blatantly violating the rules of the competition. Please stop immediately, otherwise we will disqualify you."
Gushan gritted his teeth and looked at the two people who had embarrassed him. His words were full of threats. Even the audience present was in an uproar and started whispering.
I thought that such a threat would be enough to make the two of them wary, but they didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, there was a slight cry of disdain.
"Do you think we care about this?"
Suddenly, Gushan's face suddenly turned extremely ugly...