927: C927 The Final Showdown

C927 The Final Showdown

"Someone come!" The host quickly called the security guards over.0

"What's going on?"

"What's wrong with him? Is he sick? Wang Yao asked. He's sick. He can't hold on any longer, right? "

..." "

Wu Lai put down the kitchen knife in his hand and looked up at Zhou Xing. Zhou Xing also stopped and nodded at him.

Wu Lai walked to Wang Xinrui's side and knocked on his body. A faintly discernible True Qi entered his body.

"Don't worry, it's fine. It's just that I was too nervous and fainted. I'll be fine after resting for a while." Wu Lai said to the worried host and left.

Too nervous?

Those chefs who were watching the battle all shook their heads. This kid was really too young. How could an ordinary person participate in the competition between the new and old Master Chef? This kind of pressure, even if they were watching from the side, was already somewhat unbearable. Not to mention the people on the stage.

This host wasn't someone from their cooking world, so they couldn't feel it. However, Wang Xinrui was still young, and his mental endurance and experience in the competition were scarce. How could he withstand such a huge pressure?

"He actually collapsed because of nervousness?"

"How tragic. I thought that he was sick and brought up the stage. It was quite inspirational. Now, it seems that he is actually such a hothead. Wouldn't it be better if he forfeited earlier?"

"Forget it, forget it. It's not easy for him either. He is so young. It is understandable that he has too much psychological pressure."

"Alright, pay attention to the competition. Master Chef has not appeared for a long time."

... ""

Wu Lai shook his head. Luckily, Wang Xinrui had already fainted. Otherwise, wouldn't he have vomited blood when he heard these sounds?

"Alright, the interlude has passed. Now, everyone, come and take a look at the battle between the two Master Chef!"

The two of them picked up the kitchen knife in their hands again. The kitchen knife turned into countless phantoms in their hands!

"Oh! It has been a long time since I saw Master Chef's knife skills! It's beautiful, even more wonderful than a movie!"

" Did you see it? Wu Lai's knife skills are actually the same as Master Chef's!"

"You have some skills. No wonder you can stand here..."

Now, everyone understood that the relationship between Wu Lai and Master Chef must be the latter. It seemed like the two of them had the same culinary skills!

This time, they were all excited. An opponent who was on par with each other was the most enjoyable to watch!

The two of them stopped the kitchen knife in their hands at the same time and lit the stove.

"Contestant Wu Lai and Master Chef Zhou's movements are exactly the same. Every step is the same! Could it be that the two of them are cooking the same dish?! " Regardless of whether it was the host or the judges, their eyes lit up. They all realized that there was something fishy going on!

Zhou Xing and Wu Lai looked at each other. Zhou Xing said," Wu brat, you are really confident. Do you really want to compete with me in this? "

"Master Zhou, this is the highest respect I can give you. Only in this way can I feel that I can give you respect." Wu Lai said while moving.

"Interesting, kid! It's good to have confidence, but this trick of yours was played by me back then. Are you sure?" Zhou Xing raised his eyebrows, and his eyes became sharp.

Wu Lai's movements were methodical. "Of course I'm sure. It has already begun, hasn't it? Master Zhou, I hope you have the right to act. This is also respect for me. I also want the title of Master Chef."

"Alright!" Zhou Xing suddenly increased his speed!

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