Yang Guo raised his eyebrows and said proudly:

"I've said it a long time ago, I dare not say anything else. I'm very good at cooking."

Ding Ling smiled but said nothing.

"Ding Ling. Although you have too many advantages over me in martial arts, you may not be able to beat me in this cooking skill."

After all, Yang Guo was an energetic boy, and his competitive spirit remained unabated. When he was proud, he couldn't help but say:

"My cooking skills have been highly recognized by my aunt!"

"oh?"

Ding Ling raised his eyebrows slightly:

"If I beat you in cooking, what will you do?"

"You can do whatever you want."

Yang Guo said without hesitation:

"You make sense if I am not as good as Ding Ling in martial arts. If you are not as good as you in cooking, that would be incredible. You look a few years older than me. How could I be far inferior to you everywhere?"

"That's what you said."

Ding Ling stood up, walked straight to the place where he cooked, and said:

"When I defeat you, you can't cheat."

"I, Yang Guo, spit and a nail!"

"Ha ha."

Ding Ling laughed three times:

"Since that's the case, look at mine."

brush!

Ding Ling waved his hand and his energy was filled with energy. The blowing kitchen knife instantly flew up from the chopping board. Ding Ling grabbed it, then waved his hand again. With the energy surge, a handful of green pepper was caught by Ding Ling in the air.

Ding Ling then waved the kitchen knife, click!

But the sword shines brightly, so fast that it makes people dizzy. After a raucous sound of cutting vegetables.

Ding Ling started to burn oil...

But in just a short moment.

A dish of fried pork with green peppers is served.

Ding Ling put it on a bowl.

"You can try it."
Chapter completed!