Chapter 881 Really Poisonous

Therefore, being able to see Miss Nakiri Erina's venomous words with his own eyes made the students avoid him. Yang Ming looked at the students' hurried expressions and trembling legs, which was unexpectedly pleasant. !

Time passed little by little.

Soon, a quarter of an hour passed.

In addition to the competition between the Totsuki Ten Heroes, the test time limit for this group of first-year middle school candidates was 2 hours, which has become 1 hour and 45 minutes.

"Who will be the next candidate?"

This is what everyone is thinking at this time.

At this time, the number of people in the food hall had reduced from 562 to 474, and there was a small patch of empty space in the hall. After the first B-level gourmet chef failed to take the exam, candidates became more cautious.

Their refusal of the opportunity to abstain means that they are embarking on a path from which they can no longer turn back!

There is an insurmountable chasm ahead. As long as you leap over it, you can successfully enter higher education. If you fail, you will not only have to retake the course for a year, but you will even be accused of incompetence!

The huge pressure is like an air plug in a closed space, compressing the air bit by bit, making the candidates present feel an unbearable suffocation.

The only person who didn't feel any pressure was Yang Ming. He grinned and said to Kuga Teruki: "Totsuki Academy is really interesting!"

"Master, I hear you say that, do you want to go off to compete?" Teruki Kuga asked doubtfully.

Yang Ming waved his hands and rested them behind his head with a leisurely and contented expression.

"No, no, no, even if there is a competition, you, the apprentice, will do it. How can you bother me, the master?"

"Nani?" Kuga Teruki looked confused.

During the conversation between Yang Ming and Teruki Kuga, 18 more gourmet chefs appeared among the candidates. Unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere of the food hall, they walked into the tasting room on the right side of the front of the food hall.

Like brave men with brave hearts, they rushed towards the Demon King's Temple guarded by the arrogant blonde lady.

There is no doubt that their brave hearts cannot give them any additional magic resistance, and they fall without any suspense at the feet of the arrogant blond lady with a demon king level.

The move that was defeated was the tsundere secret of the blond lady, the Witch's Sound Wave Technique - "Throw it down!", "Pass", "Drag it out!"

Crack, bang, bang.

Punch to the flesh.

Among the gourmet chefs in the food hall, 18 people fell down in an instant, and no one survived.

The tension in everyone's hearts intensified again.

When he looked at the tasting room, he seemed to be hallucinating: in that closed tasting room, there was an extremely powerful female devil, and even the little secretary who assisted the blonde lady became abstract. , those clear and sweet sounds are like a declaration of invincibility...

At this time, the number of people in the food hall dropped again by 22 to 434.

At this time, a handsome-looking man was none other than Mitsui Yasuzu whom Yang Ming had met before. He was wearing a suit and had sharp eyes. He was like a master of cooking who "knows how to be the best and can see all the small mountains at a glance". He had to use his own With your cooking skills, open up a path to upgrade for yourself!

He gently raised his head, rolled up his sleeves, ignored everyone around him, walked straight to the door on the right in front of the food hall, and walked in.

While everyone was listening with their ears raised, that lazy and coquettish voice that made people love and hate came from inside the door.

"Fish-flavored shredded pork rice bowl, the dish is grade B, meeting the grade assessment standards!"

"pass!"

Immediately afterwards, Fei Shasha's voice came from the crack in the door, "Welcome to you for successfully passing the exam!"

When everyone heard this, it was as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

"Oh my god, it turns out that you can pass the exam if you reach B-level dishes!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I've been nervous for so long!"

"So it seems like you can make B-level dishes?"

"Life is already so difficult, why should we expose it immediately..."

"Hey, life is not just about the present, there is also poetry and the distance..."

"Haha, you're such a badass chef, you still want to pass the age test? Come on, come on, hold my hand, and we'll go to the exam together. Whoever passes the exam first is the dog!"

"Laughing Cry!"

After everyone knew that they had to achieve "B-level dishes" in order to pass the age examination, they also let go of the heaviest burden in their hearts.

However, putting down the burden is just putting down the burden, and making B-level dishes is B-level dishes. The two things cannot be confused at all.

Those chefs who thought they couldn't make B-level dishes were like warriors rushing to the execution ground, smiling heartlessly while holding the dishes they made, not caring who had tears shed in the corners of their eyes.

They launched a series of offensives against the guardian BOSS of Totsuki Academy, the arrogant blond lady, and the owner of the God's Tongue, Erina Nakiri, trying to find a secret in it and get a chance to pass the exam. .

After all, the taste buds on the human tongue are very sensitive and fragile. If you taste too much food at once, it will cause taste fatigue.

However, what happened next surprised them.

"Well, this Okonomiyaki is C——!"

The lazy and charming voice seemed a bit sullen, "Please, please don't come to Yueyue Academy to study from now on! Fei Shasha, record his information, the reason is: deliberate poisoning!"

"……Hi!"

Fei Shasha's voice came.

"This sukiyaki is really bad, barely a C——!"

The lazy and charming voice came out again, "Feishao, record his information and he will not be allowed to take the age test again within two years!"

"Hi!"

"Curry rice, C——! Two years!"

"Hi!"

"Kansai Monjayaki! C-! One year!"

"Hi!"

“Omelet rice!”

"Hi!"

“Tempura!”

"Hi!"

…

In an instant, the two hundred and eleven candidates were cleared out of the venue. Only one contestant who barely reached level B, with the help of crimson sand, barely passed the age test.

The arguments between Nakiri Erina and Nito Hisako continued to be heard in the food hall.

"Fei Shasha, she doesn't meet the qualifications for selection!"

Said a lazy and charming voice.

"She's a girl!" Fei Shasha's clear voice pleaded: "The dishes she made are also unique. It shows that she really put a lot of thought into it..."

"Are you talking about this food that smells like salted fish?"

"Miss, the salted fish is just salty, not smelly..."

"Do you really want me to say that word?"

Seeing the students who were one in a million, trembling under the taste of the tongue of God, with complex expressions of unwillingness, grievance, and annoyance, Yang Ming really wanted to laugh in his heart.

Then, Yang Ming's eyes narrowed and he turned to look at the real highlight here, the competition between the two Yuanyue Ten Elites.