The arena buzzed with whispers.
Li Han and Lan Chuhai paused, the flames under their five iron pots nearly extinguished.
Tang Shan and Tang Yuqiong, at their cooking stations, put down various kitchen tools. It was clear their culinary creations didn't require complex finishing touches; the huge iceberg on the table was the ultimate form of their dish.
No need for plating, no need for fancy garnishes; the iceberg stood tall on a clear tray.
"Ding! Ding!"
Tang Yuqiong clenched her fist around a silver bell located on the table and gave it a tap.
Just then, as the bell sound faded, Kogawa Shinyiro, who had been standing beside the gong, waiting for the last second of the cooking segment to pass, swung his mallet forcefully, striking the gong—"Bang!"
"Time is up!"
"Please, all three competing teams, stop all cooking activities immediately! Present your culinary creations!"
He solemnly announced.
At that moment, Xia Yu and Zhu Qing were taking down the steamers.
