Top-Tier Superpower Student

Fierce!

So fierce!

Lin Tian, who was just 1.7 meters tall, had actually managed to easily throw Wu Binbin, who was 1.9 meters tall, over his shoulder. And his movements were so clean and efficient.

Looking at Wu Binbin's expression, it was obvious he hadn't recovered from the shock yet.

Fierce!

Truly too fierce!

Just now, everyone had thought Lin Tian was done for, but it turned out to be Lin Tian who subdued him.

They had guessed the beginning but not the ending.

And just as Lin Tian had thrown Wu Binbin to the ground, a synthetic electronic voice rang out in his mind: "Mission: Assist Song Xiaohui in teaching Wu Binbin a lesson has been completed. Reward: one Superpower Point."

"All done," Lin Tian said, clapping his hands and standing up with a smile on his face.

That mission was indeed simple.

Looking down at Wu Binbin on the ground, he clearly hadn't regained his composure yet and would need some time to get back up.

Seeing this, Lin Tian turned around, smiled at the still somewhat dazed Song Xiaohui, and said, "I'm leaving."

With that, without waiting for Song Xiaohui to react, Lin Tian turned and left.

Watching Lin Tian's departing figure, Song Xiaohui was momentarily stunned. Then, glancing at Wu Binbin struggling to get up, she hurriedly followed after him.

Staying behind with Wu Binbin after being beaten was not a wise decision.

"Hey, wait up!" Song Xiaohui called out to Lin Tian's retreating figure.

Hearing her voice, Lin Tian paused, turned around, and saw Song Xiaohui, wearing white sneakers, hurrying towards him. So, Lin Tian stopped and waited for a while.

"Whew!" Out of breath, Song Xiaohui stood in front of Lin Tian: "You left quite quickly!"

"Looks like you need more exercise!" Lin Tian said, smiling at the panting girl.

After rolling her eyes at Lin Tian and catching her breath, Song Xiaohui expressed her gratitude, "Thank you for this time."

"It's nothing, just lifting a finger!" For Lin Tian, this really was as simple as lifting a finger, and there was even a Superpower Point reward. Why not do it?

"No matter what, thank you." Song Xiaohui still expressed her gratitude.

"It's nothing," Lin Tian replied with a light smile.

"Have you trained in martial arts?" Song Xiaohui curiously asked. That crisp and efficient shoulder throw had left a deep impression on her.

It must be said, that move was indeed very domineering and cool!

"Martial arts? A little," Lin Tian replied, laughing it off without further explanation.

After chatting for a while, and with Song Xiaohui curious about Lin Tian, and Lin Tian having things to do, they both decided to sit down at a juice bar to talk for a while.

An hour later, they parted ways.

And as they left, they also exchanged phone numbers.

Looking at the phone number in his hand, Lin Tian shook his head helplessly, a resigned look on his face: "Ah, the troubles of being handsome are endless, beauties cry and beg for my contact!"

Hearing Lin Tian's words, passersby who walked past him were speechless.

Handsome, with that look?

Ignoring the eye-rolling bystanders, Lin Tian called He Qianqian's number, planning to deepen their bond.

My troubles, how could you understand?

Lin Tian thought self-admiringly.

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A day later, Lin Tian arrived at Binjiang Hotel at the agreed time and then took a car with the hotel staff to the competition venue.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

In addition to Binjiang Hotel, there were two other hotels participating in the Cooking King competition.

In the morning, Lin Tian and his group reached the designated location.

When Lin Tian and his colleagues arrived, people from the other two hotels had also come.

Seeing Lin Tian and his group enter, many people turned their eyes towards them. Especially toward Lin Tian.

Lin Tian scanned the people, but didn't bother with them.

At that moment, a middle-aged man in a chef's uniform approached Lin Tianyi, one of Lin Tian's colleagues, and said with a smile, "Lin, I heard that your Binjiang Hotel has brought a young chef? Could it be him?"

As he spoke, he looked Lin Tian up and down with a smile, clearly showing disdain: "He doesn't look like he's even fully grown!"

Feeling annoyed, Lin Tian gave him a glare and retorted unabashedly, "You're so old you're losing your hair, but you're still loitering around!"

"What did you say, you little brat?" The man was furious!

"I said you'd better hurry home to nurse," Lin Tian said disdainfully, glancing at him before turning and walking away.

"You..." The bald man was fuming with rage.

He had intended to provoke Lin Tian just to see what he was made of, and now he was the one who was infuriated!

This was just a small interlude. After a short rest, the organizers saw that everyone had arrived, and half an hour later, the show officially started recording.

With the host's command, the persons from the other two hotels busied themselves.

But there was no movement from Lin Tian's side.

Upon hearing the host announce the start, Lin Tian did not begin preparing the meal. Instead, he found a chair and began to meditate.

"Hey, it has started!" Seeing Lin Tian resting at this moment, Li Jing at his side said somewhat anxiously.

Lin Tian shook his head slightly and ignored her.

Closing his eyes, Lin Tian slowly adjusted his mood.

This time, Lin Tian planned to bring out his strongest cooking skills, and all of this depended on his superpower.

To perform at his best using his superpower, he had to be in the right state.

This was like an ancient Taoist preparing for a ritual by bathing and changing clothes.

Lin Tian was also adjusting his state, making sure his spirit, energy, and mind were at their peak.

Seeing Lin Tian with closed eyes and cultivating his spirit, Li Jing was anxiously pacing to death on the side.

How could she know what Lin Tian was up to? All she saw was Lin Tian staring blankly!

The other two hotels, seeing no movement here, shook their heads, unable to understand. They thought the Binjiang Hotel had gone crazy to recruit such a young person.

Li Jing paced anxiously back and forth, glancing at Lin Tian from time to time.

Fortunately, Lin Tian quickly adjusted his mood. Five minutes later, he opened his eyes and slowly rose to walk toward the stove.

Because he had previously instructed so, no one assisted Lin Tian with his cooking. Find adventures on empire

Lin Tian didn't need any assistants; he wanted to do everything himself to make sure the dish would achieve the best effect.

Lin Tian slowly got up and went to the stove, where he found the seaweed that had been prepared earlier in a basket.

The seaweed hadn't even been unwrapped, having been bought directly from the supermarket.

All the ingredients for the competition were provided by the organizers.

Lin Tian's hands unwrapped the seaweed at an unhurried pace, then he took a large handful and placed it in a basin, slowly washing it.

Lin Tian moved slowly, carefully, very focused, as though he were washing something precious.

"Is it necessary to be so slow when washing seaweed?" Li Jing muttered speechlessly at Lin Tian's meticulous actions.

What she couldn't see, however, was the wisp-like energy being emitted from Lin Tian's body as he washed with concentration.

This energy was being slowly transferred from Lin Tian's hands onto the seaweed he held.

Lin Tian washed very carefully and meticulously.

Since he aimed to produce the best dish, it was natural to start properly from the beginning.

The first time Lin Tian used his superpower to fry a dish, he only processed the food with the spatula while cooking.

But now, Lin Tian was processing the vegetables from the very beginning starting with washing.

Invisible to others but clear to Lin Tian was the transformation of the seaweed under the nourishment of the wisp-like energy, becoming tougher and glossier, with its color also turning darker.

Lin Tian's motions were focused and slow. It took him a full ten minutes just to wash the seaweed.

Then Lin Tian proceeded to wash the tomatoes in the same unhurried and serious manner.

Afterward, Lin Tian started to cut the tomatoes.

As Lin Tian slowly entered his zone, he reached a self-forgetting realm. What others couldn't see was the wisp-like energy emanating from all over Lin Tian's body.

This energy was nourishing his ingredients.

The competition required cooking three dishes.

A soup, a dessert, and a stir-fry.

The three dishes Lin Tian chose were extremely simple home cooking.

The soup was tomato and egg soup; the dessert, chilled watermelon; the stir-fry, simply fried onions.

These were so simple that nearly anyone who could cook knew how to make them—no one would usually bring such dishes to a chef competition.

But that's exactly what Lin Tian did.

One hour later, as a bell sounded, the host shouted, "Time's up, please stop what you are doing."

Hearing the host's voice, everyone put down what they were doing.

And at that moment, Lin Tian also took a deep breath, coming back to reality.

It was done!

All three dishes were complete!

Although very simple, they had taken Lin Tian a full hour to prepare.

After finishing, Lin Tian also felt a wave of fatigue. He knew that it was the result of overusing his superpower.

Despite the fatigue, Lin Tian looked at the three dishes before him with great satisfaction.

Though the presentation was poor, not even as good-looking as his mother's cooking.

But Lin Tian believed that his dishes would give the judges an unforgettable experience.

"Now, let's have the hostesses carry the dishes prepared by the three hotels outside for the judges to taste."

Following the host's words, hostesses in cheongsams came over carrying trays.

Each hostess's tray contained a small plate, onto which the food for each judge had been portioned off.

Of course, they couldn't let each judge taste from a large pot of soup.

The hostess came to Lin Tian's side and was stunned by the three dishes in front of him.

After a moment of surprise, one of the hostesses asked Lin Tian hesitantly, "Is this the dish you're competing with?"

"Yes," Lin Tian nodded as if it was a matter of course.

After casting a peculiar glance at Lin Tian, they still proceeded to divide his dishes into eighteen portions using small plates.

There were a total of eighteen judges this time.

At that moment, the bald man Lin Tian had previously encountered came over. Seeing the dishes on Lin Tian's table, he burst into laughter, "Kid, are these the dishes you made? Are you sure you're not here to crack jokes?"

Others also noticed Lin Tian's dishes, leading to a burst of whispered speculation.

Lin Tian glanced indifferently at the bald man, choosing not to respond.

Unperturbed by Lin Tian's lack of reaction, the bald man continued, "Tell me, kid, do you even know how to cook? Or did you mistake salt for sugar?"

Lin Tian looked at him blandly, lips briefly touching before he ordered, "Shut your beak."

Having said that, Lin Tian couldn't be bothered with him anymore and turned to leave.

He had to prepare to face the judges' comments and scoring shortly.