Chapter 44 Everyone Present Is Spicy Chicken (Please Click to Collect)

At 7:30 in the evening, in front of the Hokage Building, the countdown to the much-anticipated cooking competition ushered in.

Early in the morning, the arena like a bird's nest was already crowded with people, it was very lively!

This is a rare occasion other than the Chunin exam!

Teams of ninjas have already been busy, scattered around, guiding the crowd while maintaining law and order.

And in an unnoticed place, a member of Anbu wearing a mask and wearing a black robe scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes, extremely vigilant.

Above the center of the arena, there is a row of empty seats, and no one can approach them.

That's for Hokage and other famous ninjas!

In order to let the audience watch the game better, the organizer is very considerate, hanging four huge screens in the sky, so that they can clearly see everything that happened in the ring.

At the top right of the screen, there is a line counting down the time.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes stepped onto the ring,

Holding the microphone in his hand, he said: "I am the host K, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the MasterChef competition site!"

The middle-aged man paused, and for a while, the audience applauded loudly.

"Everyone must be wondering why it is called the God of Cooking Competition."

The host K pointed to his face, and said, "Because it's very face-saving!"

"Hush!"

The audience booed.

The host K saw that the atmosphere of the audience was mobilized, and continued: "Today, we will welcome two legendary chefs here."

"On one side is Uncle Yile from Mingdong Village. He has been studying culinary skills for decades. He has already reached the state of perfection, and his gestures show the demeanor of a master."

"The other party is Yang Ming, a rookie who has suddenly risen recently."

"He seems to have jumped out of a rock. He was unknown before, but now he has a great reputation and is chasing Uncle Yile."

"It is said that the dishes made by Yang Ming's shop have incredible effects. They can help gather chakra and promote ninjas without talent!"

"And tonight, in what form will these two chefs appear, let us wait and see!"

As soon as the voice fell, the lights of the entire ring went out.

For a moment, he was plunged into darkness.

Suddenly, a light appeared, like the light of dawn, covering a tall figure.

On the ring, Uncle Yile was wearing white kitchen attire, with a calm expression on his face, as if no matter how difficult it was, it was nothing but floating clouds.

Even though they were far away and saw it through the screen, the audience felt a pressure as strong as a mountain, blowing towards their faces.

At this time, a microphone was handed to Uncle Yile, and the voice of host K sounded again.

"Uncle Yile, may I ask, what do you want to say to your opponent?"

Uncle Yile folded his arms around his chest, with a straight posture, like a sword piercing the sky, with a calm face, he said: "Sorry, I am the one who won, you should go back and practice."

For a time, the applause was like a wave, and the applause continued.

The audience, especially the villagers who often go to Yile Restaurant, expressed solidarity with Uncle Yile with their own practical actions!

The applause resounded like a rolling wave and could not stop for a long time.

Faced with these, Uncle Yile was like a cast of mud, without any change, as if it was just a drizzle, which further set off his masterful demeanor.

After the applause fell back, the host K's high-pitched voice rose.

"Uncle Yile finished talking, what about our other contestant!"

However, the host K's words fell into the abyss like a stone, and there was no reply for a long time.

"babble!"

Suddenly, the audience ridiculed with a simple sentence.

The host K was also very embarrassed, his eyes were rolling around, and he said, "Uh, everyone said that Boss Yang Ming is very willful. It's true that seeing a hundred things is not worth seeing. He is as his name suggests, he is really self-willed!"

After speaking, the audience booed again and again.

The boos of tens of thousands of people, like thunder and thunder, resounded thousands of miles away.

If Yang Ming really didn't come, his reputation would be bad, and no one would be willing to go to Yang Ming's shop in the future.

Amidst the boos, a figure ran out of the toilet clutching his stomach.

Soon, he dived into the pitch-black arena and snatched the microphone from the host.

Suddenly, a young voice sounded in the noisy environment.

"You don't need to be late to pretend to be aggressive. I, Yang Ming, are here!"

The sound of the audience stopped abruptly.

A flash of light came long after he realized it, and it shrouded Yang Ming's body.

Compared to Uncle Yile's tall and majestic figure, Yang Ming was obviously at a disadvantage. His body was thin and thin, and he looked weak and unaffected, as if he could be blown away by the wind at any time.

This made the audience look down on Yang Ming.

After all, in the profession of chef, it is difficult to do well without a strong body.

Host K exchanged a microphone, and said in a provocative tone, "Boss Yang Ming, Uncle Yile was full of confidence just now, what do you want to say to him?"

Yang Ming smiled lightly, without any hesitation, looked straight at Uncle Yile, and said: "The waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead, and the waves before died on the beach. Uncle Yile, you are old, this era belongs to young people!"

This sentence is too arrogant and arrogant!

Although many people don't know what the Yangtze River is, it doesn't prevent them from knowing what Yang Ming means.

Nima! Is this to activate the map cannon?

You know, half of the audience present are middle-aged people, this sentence can be said to have offended them all.

All of a sudden, there was a burst of cursing in the arena, what kind of scumbags, arrogant people, all kinds of things can be heard endlessly.

Uncle Yile raised the corner of his mouth, looked at Yang Ming, his eyes were as cold as a sword, and said: "Young man, I admit that you have the capital of arrogance."

"Perhaps, if I give you another ten years, the old man will lose to you."

"But now..." Like a sleeping tiger waking up suddenly, Uncle Yile came over with a turbulent aura and said, "I have the determination to win, you have no chance of winning!"

Talk about it, who wouldn't?

Yang Ming raised his head pretentiously, "Ten years is too long, just seize the day! You don't even understand this, you are really old!"

How many teenagers are there in life?

As the saying goes, if a teenager is not frivolous, life will be in vain!

Amidst the scolding and booing, Yang Ming looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, raised his middle finger to everyone present, and spoke calmly.

"Excuse me for telling the truth, everyone here is hot chicken!"

He is like the sun surrounded by stars, no matter how many you have, he will not shine alone!

In contrast, the tens of thousands of people on the field are like chickens pecking at rice, with eyes that don't know Mount Tai, mistakenly treating Fenghuang as a drowned chicken!

With one word, the audience was silent.

Whether it's the melon-eating audience, the host K, or even Uncle Yile, their chests heaved violently with anger, and they had the urge to draw their swords to kill.

If eyes could kill, Yang Ming would already be a dead body at this time.