"Have a taste—"
This was the third time Xia Yu said this to Huang He.
A flash of ferocity crossed Huang He's face. How could he not understand the intent behind Xia Yu's maneuver?
In reality, a "challenge" is not the same as a Shokugeki; the Dragon Chef Review Team is just for show, without any power to vote and decide victory. The review team is there for the public eye, to give authority to the outcome.
The real way to decide the winner is—
Mutual tasting!
This is akin to the brutal fights in the arenas of Ancient Rome, where one side's victory means the other side is pounded to death!
"Hmph!" Huang He sneered, "Are you planning to use your culinary creations to make me bow? I recognize all luminous dishes and respect the chefs capable of making them. Perhaps your skills and dishes are infinitely close to the dragon level, but I have to tell you, the food spirit isn't as simple as you think!"
"You have no idea what a 'food spirit' is!"
"Far from it!"
