The bright red blood slid down the fingertips, falling drop by drop, and soon dyed the floor in the venue red. Everyone in the venue looked at Ren, who was standing proudly, and couldn't help swallowing, eyes filled with tears.
Full of awe and fear!
Just now, Renn tore off the handle of the knife that was stuck in his palm. Renn's skin tissue was still on the handle. The blood instantly dyed Renn's palm red. Many girls in the audience were touched.
This bloody scene made me scream in fright, and I covered my eyes in horror, not daring to look any further.
Even the boys who usually thought they were brave became extremely pale and ugly when they saw this bloody scene. They were obviously shocked by Ren's determination and will.
They, who are deep academic chefs, have never seen such a horrifying scene. They are deeply influenced by Western dining etiquette. What they pay attention to in their cuisine is elegance and high-end. The chef is like the conductor of the orchestra, bringing the most perfect to the diners.
enjoyment.
This was exactly the chef they had longed for, but Ren completely broke all this, allowing them to see the chef's determination and fearlessness for the first time. He was like a peerless swordsman. Although he had not drawn his scabbard, he still had a fierce momentum.
But he has already taken the initiative!
"Just like a real samurai..."
Zenji Marui pushed up the glasses that had slipped down the bridge of his nose with trembling hands, and his originally rosy face suddenly turned extremely pale. The other people around him also had different expressions, and they were obviously shocked by the scene just now.
light.
Even the usually noisy "bad duo" calmed down at this time. Souma Yukihira's eyes widened and he licked his dry lips. Suddenly he realized that he seemed to be far behind them.
It seems like something is missing that they don't have.
Ryoko Sakaki and Yuki Yoshino also had no color on their faces, and their hands were tightly clasped together, but their eyes were on Xia Tian, and their eyes were full of worry.
…
"Severe frostbite!"
At the judges' table, Nakiri Senzaemon looked at Ren's frozen palms, which were covered with purple and blue. Blood was still dripping from time to time, but Ren didn't seem to feel anything. There was no expression on his face, as if he was injured.
It's not the same as him.
"Yes! This guy is really tolerant. He actually... Oh! This willpower is like steel. Where did these guys come from? Why is there no news at all..."
Dojima Gin's face was solemn, and he turned to look at Nakiri Senzaemon, but the other party still didn't say a word, and just stared at the two people in the venue.
Nakiri Erina and Alice's eyes were also a little panicked. Even though they had seen all kinds of shokuji with their fathers, the scene in front of them still shocked them, and their hearts are still ups and downs even now.
.
But Leonora Nakiri narrowed her eyes, looked at Ren's right hand, and said in a deep voice:
"The frostbite on my right hand is very serious, and some necrosis has occurred. If emergency treatment is not provided, I am afraid that the entire right hand will be left with irreparable trauma."
At this point, Nakiri Onora paused, looked at Nakiri Senzaemon, and asked:
"...Should we send a medical team to the scene?"
Nakiri Senzaemon pondered for a moment and nodded silently. Although he did not like the organization of the dark cooking world, in terms of humanity, Nakiri Senzaemon would not be stingy in treating the opponent.
After receiving Nakiri Senzaemon's permission, Nakiri Leonora was just about to send someone to the scene, but before the order was given, a man in black next to Renn had already stepped forward to treat Renn's injury.
It's bandaged up.
Looking at the skilled bandaging techniques of the man in black and the bottles and jars he carried with him, Leonora Nakiri was slightly startled, then she chuckled somewhat self-deprecatingly:
"It seems we won't be needed anymore. The other party's rescue methods are very skilled..."
Nakiri Senzaemon nodded, but his face was extremely stern, and he said in a deep voice:
"They can handle it better on their own, but I'm more worried about Xia Tian now. The two of them are obviously holding the same ice blade, and now that Ren has such severe frostbite, then Xia Tian must also..."
Nakiri Senzaemon didn't finish what he said, but the meaning was already self-evident. Nakiri Erina quickly looked at Xia Tian, her eyes complex and murmured:
"That... guy also..."
…
In the venue, Xia Tian was staring blankly at his right hand, when suddenly a cold voice reminded him:
"Hey, boy, I advise you to take off the handle of the knife in your hand as soon as possible. If you continue like this, you may really lose your right hand."
Xia Tian looked up and saw that it was Renn. Xia Tian suddenly smiled bitterly. He wanted to take off the handle of the knife, but the handle had already been firmly stuck to his palm. Not everyone could be like Renn.
For being so inhuman, he was still just an ordinary person in his previous life.
As if he felt Xia Tian's hesitation, an inexplicable smile suddenly appeared on Ren's face, and he said in a strange voice:
"Don't worry, you should know that because our right hands have been eroded by the cold air for too long, the skin that is adhered to the handle of the knife has long been numb, and we will not feel anything."
"Yeah?"
Xia Tian suddenly shouted with some joy.
Ren's expression remained unchanged, he nodded and said:
"certainly!!"
Hearing Ren's affirmation, Xia Tian suddenly felt relieved and started to prepare to take off the handle of the knife. But for some reason, when Xia Tian was about to start fighting, he was suddenly moved by a malicious gaze looking at him, but when he raised his head,
At first glance, there was nothing.
Xia Tian knew that he could not drag it on any longer, because he felt that his entire right hand was starting to lose consciousness, so he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and took off the handle of the knife in his hand with a hiss.
Well, it really doesn’t hurt...your sister!
Xia Tian was moved by a heartbreaking burning pain that spread from his palms to his forehead, and his scalp felt numb.
Xia Tian held his right hand and gritted his teeth and glared at Ren, only to see a slight smile appear on the corner of his mouth, and said:
"I didn't lie to you, right?"
"Yes, that's right!"
Xia Tian said harshly, his teeth making a harsh sound. Ren did not lie to him. The skin connected to the handle of the knife was indeed numb, but as the skin tore, the blood surged up.
The burning pain made his whole body feel unforgettable!
Everyone between the moon and the sky looked at the two people in the venue with admiration. They were not afraid in the face of such pain. Everyone praised their will, but their expressions made them a little strange. Why is the one named Lei?
En looked calm and carefree, while Zhong Hua Sheng gritted his teeth and glared at Ren as if he was filled with hatred.