Chapter 1218

At this time, the monks from Hantan Temple asked.

"It's nothing, it's just a communication between the contestants." Kanagawa said lightly.

Taking this opportunity to instigate infighting among Totsuki Academy was the task entrusted to him by the senior management of Hantan Temple.

But he didn't expect that things would develop so interestingly.

Although what happened later was a bit out of control, he didn't think it was a problem.

The monks in Hantan Temple also smiled and nodded.

They didn't expect that a little provocation could have such an effect.

If the senior officials of Hantan Temple know about it, they will definitely be happy...

Only Ichiro Murata was still young and didn't understand the shady story, so he felt a little embarrassed.

"Haha, Yang Mingjun, it's normal for contestants to be impulsive."

"Yes, that's right. It's just a normal game."

He smiled and said to Yang Ming.

"Is this the end of the matter?"

"That's right, he was clearly the one who bullied Hinatako on purpose!"

"That guy said a lot of unpleasant things about Yang Mingjun, so Hinata couldn't bear to listen, so he bet on the kitchen utensils. This was clearly premeditated!"

Taki Kadozaki, Fuyumi Mizuhara and others turned red and felt very aggrieved!

"Is there such a thing?"

A monk from Hantan Temple looked surprised.

"No. Hata Zhongying and the senior sister from Totsuki voluntarily bet against each other. How could there be any premeditation?" Kanagawa shook his head.

"I see." The monk nodded and said, "But she is a girl, and it would not sound good if it was spread. Hata Zhongying, come over and apologize to this senior sister, and then it will be over."

Hata Zhongying said arrogantly: "I obviously won with my own strength, why should I apologize?"

A student who seemed to have a good relationship with him arrived and said: "You have won such a good kitchen utensil, so don't get a cheap deal."

"That's true." Hata Zhongying said with a proud look on his face: "That senior is so weak, so it would be a waste to have such good kitchen utensils in her hands."

Yang Ming just watched with cold eyes and said nothing.

Only Gan Hinata pulled Yang Ming's sleeve and whispered: "Let's forget it."

She didn't want to get Yang Ming into trouble because of herself.

"It's okay, don't worry." Yang Ming comforted.

"Yang Mingjun, everything is fine here. Let's go back and chat." A monk said with a smile.

"You said it's okay if it's okay? Have you asked me for my opinion?"

Yang Ming's tone turned cold.

The monks at Hantan Temple were stunned, frowned and asked, "Then what do you think we should do?"

Originally, they thought that since Yang Ming was so young and had no experience in this area, they could fool him easily, but now it seems that he is not easy to fool.

"Yeah, it's just a normal game, it's not a big deal." A monk advised.

"Haha, maybe it's not a big deal in your eyes, but it is a big deal in my eyes!" Yang Ming sneered.

"Yang Mingjun, aren't you doing this well? This is the result of the Diamond Cuisine Cooking Competition. If something unexpected happens, can you bear the responsibility?"

Murata Ichiro couldn't bear it anymore and said in a cold tone.

"Whether I can afford it or not is none of your business? Who are you? Do you have the right to say anything?"

Yang Ming said coldly.

Yang Ming finally figured out that the group of monks in Hantan Temple were probably related to Hata Zhongying.

Even if it doesn't matter, with the other party's weird attitude, it's conceivable that there's something fishy going on.

Hearing these words, the monks in Hantan Temple also frowned and became rude in their words.

"Yang Mingjun, if you say this, you are not respecting our Hantan Temple too much, right?"

"Yes, although your talent is good, arrogance is not good."

Yang Ming chuckled, as bright as a big boy next door, but his tone was extremely cold: "Don't you monks from Hantan Temple like eating halberds very much? It just so happens that my opponent from 24 to 12 this time seems to be you Han. Ichiro Murata, Tan Temple’s most proud disciple!”

Then, Yang Ming glared at Hata Zhongying fiercely, "Wait for me, kid! I'll deal with you sooner or later!"

"As expected of Yang Mingjun, I knew you would make the decision for us!"

Miki Hinatako and others were also very happy, looking at Yang Ming with a trace of gratitude in their eyes.

They didn't expect that Yang Ming was willing to bear huge pressure and vent his anger for them.

"Very good. The monks in Hantan Temple seem to be very confident in themselves, and they actually dare to cause trouble. Then I will crush all their confidence! Trample them all under my feet!"

Yang Ming smiled slightly.

Kadozaki Taki shook his head speechlessly, but did not stop him.

Just kidding, Hinatako is her good sister, and she can’t forgive those who bully her!

"Are you kidding me?"

"Trampling us underfoot? Who do you think you are?"

"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"

The monks at Hantan Temple immediately went crazy.

"you?!"

The monks in Hantan Temple were shocked and angry, and at the same time there was a hint of regret in their hearts.

They never thought that the person Yang Ming would draw this time was Murata Ichiro from their Hantan Temple. If they had known about it, they would not have caused trouble!

"He really stepped on his luck!"

Someone cursed angrily.

The people in Hantan Temple calmed down after being shocked.

Originally, Hantan Temple was unhappy with being pushed down under Yuanyue. In this case, it’s okay to let you see the difference between the nouveau riche and the nobles!

The monks at Hantan Temple are also very motivated.

"In that case, Murata Ichiro, please make arrangements."

A monk from Hantan Temple said coldly.

"no problem."

There was a hint of sarcasm in Murata Ichiro's tone.

He also didn't expect that Yang Ming would be so impulsive. He was really stupid.

"How about we increase the stakes a little bit?" Ichiro Murata said with a sneer.

"Senior Mikihi, what was your previous bet with Hata Chuei?"

Yang Ming asked.

"Ah? The bet between us is that if I lose, I will give him the clay pot. If he loses, I will let him apologize to you."

Miki Hinata lowered her head as she spoke, her cheeks flushed. Everyone could see that the stakes between the two sides were not commensurate at all.

Hata Zhongying's bet was too light, and it did no harm to him at all.

But she was anxious at the time and agreed without thinking.

"Not bad." Murata Ichiro immediately became proud. After all, Hata Zhongying was half of their allies, even though he was secretly instigated by them. But the deal is already done, "So if you want to get this kitchen utensil back, you have to make a corresponding bet. I'm not like that idiot who agreed as soon as my brain got hot."

"Do you want to bet?" Yang Ming suddenly laughed, but his smile was indescribably cold.