Chapter 1024 White Dragon Spitting Mist
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And more people present, of course, looked at this flame from the perspective of ordinary people.
Lively discussions resounded in the crowd.
"magic?"
"trick?"
"No, it's a superpower!"
Amidst the discussions, Ye Hong's fire palm lightly wiped over the model on the table.
Covered by the heat, a wonderful scene slowly unfolded.
White smoke slowly rose from the white towers made of white radish, and condensed into a cloud shape in the air.
It is very much like the city council on the earth when the weather is fine.
Lifelike and vivid.
But even more amazing things are yet to come.
I saw Ye Hong's palm swiping and wiping the white clouds and mist... The white mist was pinched into a lifelike dragon-shaped creature like a miraculous axe.
The white dragon surrounds the white tower group, and everyone seems to be able to hear the shocking dragon roar from the white dragon.
After a while, the white dragon dispersed with the wind, turning into water droplets that fell from the air.
Unbiased, it just dripped on those radishes.
I saw that the radish, which was standing tall and erect, was hit by a drop of water, and suddenly turned into strips of filaments, and fell neatly on the plate.
This fairyland-like scene made everyone's eyes dull and almost forgot to breathe.
The place fell into an eerie silence.
Until countless years later, when those present recalled today's God of Cooking competition, they still clearly remembered this mythical scene in front of them.
"Everyone, please taste the work below [White Dragon Spitting Mist]."
Ye Hong smiled and made a welcome gesture to the five people.
Mo Tianlin's eyes flickered, and at this moment, he only felt as if he had incarnated into the white dragon, patrolling the city council, the provincial council, Jiangnan Province...even... ....
"Good one [White Dragon Spitting Mist]!"
Mo Tianlin suddenly gave a clear drink, showing a heroic smile.
"The old man tastes it first as a tribute!"
Having said that, Mo Tianlin has already picked up the chopsticks, picked up the shredded radish from the plate, and threw it into his mouth and chewed it carefully.
And in the next second, Mo Tianlin trembled violently as if he had been given a 100,000 volt electric shock.
"This, this is..."
He kept his chopsticks incessant, and took several pieces of shredded radish one after another, and the expression on his face became more and more enjoyable.
"Ingenious, ingenious!"
Mo Tianlin over there was applauding the table, which made the other people present anxiously.
A few paragraphs of shredded radish that can be seen everywhere on the street conquered Mo Tianlin?
Out of curiosity, Jiang Guchan, Ji Chuanshuo, and Yao Kuang moved their chopsticks one after another.
And when they tasted this seemingly ordinary shredded radish, their faces moved.
"Xianzhen Jade Food!"
"Indescribable taste!"
Ling Yan frowned at the group of people, and said with a sneer: "Don't forget, the theme of this competition is [face]!
No matter how delicious this shredded radish was made by Ye Hong, wouldn't it be an off-topic essay?
I still stick to my rating: 0 points! "
Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, the eyes of the other four looking at Ling Yan instantly became extremely strange.
This strange look, like looking at a big fool, made Ling Yan feel uncomfortable.
"Cough, brother Ling, you should try it yourself."
Yao Kwong, however, played a roundabout way and invited Ling Yan to taste it.
Ling Yan, who was suspicious, picked up a chopstick and put a small piece of shredded radish into his mouth.
And when he took the first bite, his complexion changed greatly, and he spit the shredded radish directly into his hand.
"This, this is...!"
Ling Yan stared at the shredded radish that was broken in two in his hand, his face pale.