"This... this fast?!"
Mimasaka Subaru's face was a bit grim. Satou's meat was already cut, but he had only cut half of his own.
He had clearly simulated the opponent's cooking process countless times, but only now did he realize that he couldn't keep up with the opponent's movements at all!
Could it be that he had never used his full strength when he was at school before?
At this moment, Satou had already heated a wok, and after the oil was hot, he added the pork belly slices and ginger.
In no time, the pork belly was fried golden and translucent, exuding tempting oil, and a rich meaty aroma wafted from the wok.
On the other side, Mimasaka Subaru had also frantically finished cutting the pork belly, then imitated Satou's movements and put it into the wok to start stir-frying.
Satou glanced at him indifferently and said, "Your movements are too slow."
Then, he suddenly turned the heat to maximum, and the flames immediately shot up.
"This... turning the heat up so high, isn't he afraid of burning it?"
"Yeah, this... it's too reckless!"
"Is he crazy?"
The students below immediately exclaimed.
However, Kuga Terunori and Miyoko Hojo's expressions were solemn.
"No, as long as you toss the wok fast enough, and don't let the pork belly touch the bottom of the wok for too long, it won't burn. Moreover, extremely high temperatures will make the pork even more delicious."
Kuga Terunori said in a deep voice, "But..."
"But, this is a great test of a chef's physical strength."
Miyoko Hojo, who was beside him, continued.
"Yes, it demands too much physical strength from the chef."
Kuga Terunori nodded from the side.
At this moment, Satou had already poured a spoonful of red oil bean paste into the wok. In no time, the pork belly was coated with a layer of bright red oil, and the meaty aroma in the air became even richer, making people salivate.
The pork belly in the wok was like riding a roller coaster, constantly being tossed up and thrown down, then thrown down and tossed up again. Under the action of oil and high temperature, the pork belly's color became even more golden and translucent.
"Damn it, how can his movements be so fast?"
Mimasaka Subaru's face was a bit pale. Among chefs, his physical strength was considered excellent, but to keep up with Satou's movements, he was already sweating on his forehead.
However, Satou, on the other hand, was calm and unruffled, as if he was not affected at all.
At this moment, Satou had already thrown in the cut green peppers, red peppers, etc. The meaty aroma, accompanied by the pungent smell of chili, made the mouths of the closer audience members below water.
Mimasaka Subaru gritted his teeth. His heat was also turned up as high as Satou's. To prevent the dish from burning, he had to constantly toss the incredibly heavy iron wok. His arms were now sore and painful, but he could only grit his teeth and endure.
At this moment, his hand suddenly trembled, and the dish in the wok almost spilled out.
Although he managed to stabilize his body at the last moment, he still almost broke out in a cold sweat.
"What's going on? Isn't the Tracer very powerful? Why does he look so clumsy?"
"Yeah, I've heard that the Tracer is terrifying, but why do his movements look so stiff today?"
"He almost spilled the dish."
The students who witnessed this scene immediately burst into an uproar.
Mimasaka Subaru's performance today seemed completely different from before!
"It's not that Mimasaka Subaru's movements are clumsy, but that Satou's movements are too fast."
Senzaemon Nakiri said calmly, "That student wanted to forcefully keep up with Satou's movements, but as a result, he messed up his own rhythm."
"That's right. To keep up with Satou's movements, Mimasaka Subaru has expended a lot of physical strength. He's probably close to his limit now, isn't he?"
Gin Dojima said.
"But..."
He gazed at Satou, who still looked relaxed, and said, "I never thought that Satou, despite his not-so-burly figure, possesses such terrifying strength."
"Yes."
Senzaemon Nakiri and Chapel also nodded.
"That guy has always been known as the 'Perfect Tracer,' capable of perfectly replicating and improving the opponent's dishes, but now there's a small flaw!"
On the other side, Miyoko Hojo also had a look of joy on her face and said.
"Because the difference in speed and strength between the two sides is too great."
Kuga Terunori said 0...
"Huh?"
Tadokoro Megumi and the others were a bit bewildered. Looking at the two on the Shokugeki stage, Mimasaka Subaru was clearly as burly as a gorilla, while Satou was slender. Yet, Mimasaka Subaru was completely crushed in terms of strength and speed?
"Done!"
In a short while, Satou served a steaming, spicy Twice Cooked Pork into a bowl and said, "My dish is ready!"
"So fast!"
"Yes."
The students below were all surprised. Satou's speed in cooking was simply too fast!
"Mine... mine is also ready."
On the other side, Mimasaka Subaru's cheeks were pale, his forehead covered in cold sweat, and he said, panting heavily.
Clearly, to keep up with Satou's movements, he was already on the verge of collapse.
"Now, please, Chef Satou, present your dish to the judges first."
Kawashima Rei said.
Senzaemon Nakiri and the other three began to taste Satou's dish.
The pork belly was crispy but not burnt, fatty but not greasy, and its color was golden and almost transparent.
With one bite, a spicy, hot flavor, like a whirlwind, swept over the taste buds of the three judges!
Senzaemon Nakiri's clothes immediately burst open, revealing his muscular upper body.
"This is, Clothes Shredding?!"
The students below were all greatly astonished.
"I feel like a volcano is about to erupt inside me!"
Senzaemon Nakiri said in a deep voice, feeling a warm current surge up inside him, making him feel incredibly comfortable and warm all over!
"That's right!"
Gin Dojima also took off his shirt without a word, revealing his strong physique, "I feel like I have endless energy inside me right now!"
Even Chapel, without a word, directly tore off his clothes and said, "Since that's the case, then I'll make a fool of myself too!"
Looking at the three muscular men on the stage, the audience below was completely silent, stunned by what they saw!
"The seniors are really energetic."
Tadokoro Megumi said with a forced smile.
Even Erina Nakiri in the private room felt her cheeks flush slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed by her grandfather.
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