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"Yes," Sui nodded.

"This is extremely difficult. I suggest you reconsider the material," Chih-Hao kindly reminded him.

Chih-Hao's knife skills were highly regarded among his peers at Longyinju, but even he wouldn't dare attempt ice carving.

Even though Sui was a student at Totsuki, Japan's premier culinary school, Chih-Hao remained skeptical.

"No, this material is fine," Sui replied with a casual smile.

With the Cinderella knife in hand, his knife skills had reached a level comparable to the gourmet world top chefs. Carving ice wouldn't be an issue for him.

Seeing Sui insist, Chih-Hao shrugged. He had only offered the advice out of goodwill, but if Sui didn't want to listen, there was nothing more he could say.

"Oh? Your son-in-law is doing an ice sculpture?" Yu-Cheng, seated among the event organizers, caught sight of the large block of ice and was surprised. "I didn't expect your son-in-law to have such exceptional knife skills."

"Haha, yes," Chef Hojō laughed, though he felt a bit uneasy. Even he couldn't carve large blocks of ice. Though he had seen Sui's culinary abilities, he wasn't sure about his knife skills, which made him a little anxious about his ideal son-in-law's performance.

"Sui, do you need an ice-breaking hammer?" Miyoko asked. The tool was essential for ice sculptures, as ice was too hard for ordinary kitchen knives to handle.

"No," Sui shook his head. His Cinderella knife was more than capable of cutting through ice.

"Not even an ice hammer?" Chih-Hao muttered to himself. For the first time, he doubted Sui's abilities. Could it be that all Totsuki students were like this? If so, then this so-called number one school in Japan wasn't all that impressive.

At that moment, something caught Chih-Hao's eye. His vision blurred for a second, and he found himself drawn to Sui's knife. It sparkled in the sunlight, casting a chilling aura that seemed to suppress even the cold of the ice block nearby.

"What a beautiful knife!" Yu-Cheng, not far away, also gasped in admiration. "I never expected to see such a renowned blade here in Japan!"

The surrounding chefs couldn't help but glance over with envy, their gazes so intense they seemed capable of melting the ice. Every chef dreamed of owning a knife like that.

The moment Cinderella appeared, it caused a stir among the crowd. Even tourists began snapping photos of the knife, captivated by its brilliance.

Sui calmly made a few scratches on the block of ice, and to everyone's surprise, the hard ice that typically required an ice-breaking hammer began chipping away with ease. In no time, the rough outline of a sculpture emerged.

Yu-Cheng's eyes gleamed with excitement, and in his somewhat stiff Japanese, he praised, "What an extraordinary blade! It cuts through ice like mud!"

Chih-Hao, still at his own kitchen counter, was equally stunned. "No wonder he doesn't need an ice hammer. That knife alone is enough," he murmured.

After forming the basic outline, Sui put on gloves and began drawing on the ice with a pen. The cold of the ice made it essential to protect his hands, as prolonged contact would lead to stiffness and hinder his performance. Sketching on the ice beforehand required a clear vision of the final product. One wrong cut could ruin the entire sculpture.

While Sui worked, the other chefs were also busy showcasing their knife skills.

Some were carving exquisite snow lotuses from snow pears, while others were turning carrots into lifelike figurines. The precision and artistry of their knife work were mesmerizing. Tourists gathered around each chef, snapping photos and marveling at the beauty of the food carvings.

Tomita Jōji was clearly determined to showcase his own talent. He worked diligently on a large pumpkin, and after a short while, he had carved out a dragon's head, its eyes wide and fierce. Soon, the body of the dragon followed, coiling in a lifelike spiral, with each limb expertly defined.

A group of foreigners surrounded Tomita's work, exclaiming in awe. It was clear that they had never seen such intricate food carving before.

However, the most attention-grabbing artist of the day was undoubtedly Chih-Hao.

He had chosen a watermelon as his medium. Carefully peeling away the green rind, he revealed the white inner rind beneath, and further below, the red flesh of the fruit. Like a painter, he used the contrast of these three layers to craft a masterpiece. His design detailed depictions of a peafowl sitting gracefully—each element rendered with stunning precision.

The crowd was left speechless. They had never imagined such exquisite carving could exist. Some tourists even expressed their desire to purchase Chih-Hao's watermelon carving at a high price, hoping to take it home as a collectible.

"It seems Chih-Hao will be the star of this knife skills segment," Hiroshi Tomita sighed, genuinely impressed. While he was pleased that such remarkable food carvings had made the event a success, he couldn't help but feel a bit of regret seeing his son overshadowed.

"Not so fast," Yu-Cheng remarked modestly. "We have yet to see the work of Chef Hojō's future son-in-law."

He was full of anticipation for Sui's performance. In his mind, any chef who possessed such a legendary knife couldn't be ordinary.

"Master Yu-Cheng, you flatter me," Chef Hojō laughed nervously. After seeing Chih-Hao's work, he was beginning to doubt whether Sui could truly stand out. However, all he hoped for now was that Sui could at least outperform Tomita. Beating that old rival would be satisfying enough.

After all, Tomita had often teased him for only having a daughter and no son.

At that moment, Sui finally began his intricate carving.