Liu Wanshi's and Qian Songbao's dishes both received perfect scores. The two were evenly matched, so the organizers decided to hold an additional round.
The other eight contestants could only leave the stage dejectedly. Their dishes were not even evaluated.
In truth, whether they were tasted no longer mattered. In the eyes of these culinary geniuses, if they could not take first place, second and third meant absolutely nothing.
"Alas."
They shook their heads and walked off the stage.
When they looked back at Liu Wanshi and Qian Songbao, their eyes held both despair and helplessness.
Their cooking skills might not have been poor, but they had run into two monsters.
The organizers' staff removed the eight stoves.
Since they were going to prepare food in giant pots, the stoves were modified as well, and two enormous cauldrons were carried over and set upon them.
There were at least a hundred thousand martial artists watching. Even if each person only took one bite, it would still require an immense amount of food. After a brief discussion, Huang Jinduan and the other organizers decided to select five thousand people for the tasting.
Most of them came from the Imperial City. They were either high-ranking members of major lineages or fairly renowned independent cultivators.
More importantly—
They had no connection whatsoever to either contestant.
"Perfect."
Jun Changxiao leaned back in his chair, a smile appearing on his face.
He had taken the initiative to speak not to steal the limelight, but for Liu Wanshi—for the sake of securing the championship!
Qian Songbao was not weak when it came to the culinary arts.
There was no point in continuing to compare them like this, so Jun Changxiao wanted to let the public determine who would be champion through a contest of cooking in