Naruto: Big Foodie

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

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

This is a rare event other than the Chunin exam!

Teams of ninjas were already busy, dispersing around, guiding the crowd while maintaining law and order.

In an unnoticed place, an Anbu member wearing a mask and a black robe swept his eyes sharply around, and was extremely vigilant.

Above the center of the arena, there was a row of vacant seats, and no one around could approach.

This is reserved for Naruto and other famous ninjas!

In order to allow the audience to watch the game better, the organizers were very considerate, hanging huge screens on four sides in the sky, so that they could clearly see everything that happened in the arena.

At the top right of the screen, is a line of countdown time.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a suit stepped onto the ring,

He held the microphone in his hand and said, "I'm host K, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the God of Cooking competition!"

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

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

The host K pointed to his own face and said, "Because this is very face!"

"Shh!"

The audience booed.

The host K Kan mobilized the audience's atmosphere, and continued: "Today, we will welcome two legendary chefs here."

"On the one hand, it is Uncle Yile, who is famous for moving the village. He has been studying cooking skills for decades. He has already reached the realm of transformation, and his gestures show the demeanor of a master."

"The other side 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 store have incredible effects, which can help condense chakra and promote the promotion of ninjas without talent!"

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

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

In an instant, he fell into darkness.

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

On the arena, Uncle Yile was wearing a white kitchen outfit, his expression was calm, as if no matter how difficult it was, it was nothing but a cloud.

Even across the distance, the audience felt a mountain-like pressure rushing towards them when they saw it through the screen.

At this moment, a microphone was handed to Uncle Yile, and the host K's voice 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 expression, and said, "Sorry, it's me who won, you should go back and practice."

For a time, there was a wave of applause, and the applause continued.

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

The applause resounded through the sky like a rolling wave, and it could not stop for a long time.

In the face of this, Uncle Yile was like a mud cast, without the slightest change, as if it was just a drizzle, which further accentuated his masterful demeanor.

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

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

However, the host K's words fell into the abyss like a stone and did not reply for a long time.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, the audience laughed with a simple sentence.

The host K was also very embarrassed, his eyes were rolling, and he said, "Uh, it is said that Boss Yang Ming is very willful. It's really better to see a hundred times. He's just like his name, he's really self-willed!"

After speaking, the audience was booing continuously.

The boos of tens of thousands of people are like thunder, which can be heard for thousands of miles.

If Yang Ming really didn't come, then 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 covered his stomach and ran out of the toilet.

Soon, he plunged into the pitch-black ring and snatched the microphone from the host.

Suddenly, a young voice sounded in the noisy environment.

"You don't need to be late for pretending, I'm Yang Ming, I'm here!"

The crowd of voices stopped abruptly.

A long-overdue flash of light came to light, and it shrouded Yang Ming.

Compared to Uncle Yile's tall and majestic figure, Yang Ming is obviously at a disadvantage. He is thin and weak, and looks like he can be blown away by the wind at any time.

This made the audience dislike Yang Ming very much.

After all, it is very difficult for a chef to do well without a strong physique.

The 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 have to say to him?"

Yang Ming smiled indifferently, without any hesitation, looked directly at Uncle Yile, and said, "The back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and the front waves died on the beach. Uncle Yile, you are old, this era belongs to young people!"

This sentence~www.wuxiahere.com~ is too arrogant and arrogant!

Although many people do not know what the Yangtze River is, it does not prevent them from knowing what Yang Ming means.

Nima! Is this to turn on the map cannon?

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

For a while, there was a scolding sound in the arena, what kind of arrogant people, and all kinds of people were heard.

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 arrogant capital."

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

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

Talking, who wouldn't?

Yang Ming raised his head in a pretentious manner, "Ten years is too long, it's just a matter of time! You don't even understand this, you are really old!"

How many teenagers are there in life?

As the saying goes, youth is not frivolous, and life is in vain!

Amid the scolding and boos, Yang Ming looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, raised his **** to everyone present, and spoke calmly.

"Forgive me to tell the truth, everyone present is a spicy chicken!"

He is like the sun surrounded by stars, no matter how many you are, no one will shine!

In contrast, the tens of thousands of people on the field were like chickens pecking rice.

A word is enough, and the whole place is silent.

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

If eyes can kill people, at this time, Yang Ming is already a corpse.