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Chapter 727(1/2)

"Okay, do you dare to compete with me today?"

Sun Gohan was finally angry.

"What are you comparing? No matter how much you compete, you will lose. You are easily said to be bullied by the elderly, which is not worth it!"

Tang Monk deliberately looked down on him even more.

"You're talking nonsense!"

"I didn't say nonsense, you can't!"

Tang Monk raised his index finger and shook it with Bruce Lee's standard movement, and strongly contempt.

“I can’t stand it anymore!’

Sun Gohan was so angry that his teeth were itchy, "I must compare today, otherwise I will kill you!"

"Tsk tsk, think about your generation of void powerhouses, who are so scoundrels!"

"What's wrong with me? I'm a scoundrel!"

Sun Gohan was so angry that he was embarrassed.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Tang Seng smiled sly: "Okay, since you really want to compete with me in cooking skills, you don't have the energy to cook. If I win, I'll send me the keel bone. What about?"

"Okay, one word is certain!"

Sun Gohan didn't think he would lose.

Guanyin, Yang Chan and others were delighted when they saw this and took the bait. Tang Seng had a few tricks!

Originally, Goku wanted to say a few good things to do, after all, he had something to do with Sun Gohan.

Now, the master can handle it alone!

"Hey, the master is really capable!"

Xiao Bailong and Sha Seng kept laughing.

"I lost to you, what if you lost?"

Sun Gohan asked with a smile.

"I lost, you can do whatever you want!"

Tang Seng admitted frankly, "It's okay to take my life!"

"Okay, have courage!"

The other party nodded with satisfaction.

Tang Seng knew that it was very easy and easy for the other party to kill him!

Swish!

I don’t know when, Sun Gohan had an extra iron pot in his hand.

It turns out that he is an expert in cooking, and he brings everything with him!

Buzz...

Monk Tang was not willing to be outdone and took out pots and pans from Qiankun bag.

On the way to obtain the scriptures, Tang Monk's fuel was basically silver notes, and using silver notes at this moment seemed a bit low.

Hula!

Tang Monk used a spell and immediately ignited a raging flame under the pot.

In this competition, the two must conquer each other with their best food!

I don’t know when, Sun Gohan’s pot had already started cooking.

"Where did he get the food?"

Yang Chan asked curiously.

"No, his dishes seem to be the best in the fairy world, and they are not comparable to ordinary dishes!"

Guanyin recognized it and felt that this was a little fair and was unfair to Tang Seng.

Swish!

Pour hot water into the boiling hot oil, making a hissing sound, the fragrance spreads, making people's appetite bloom.

Soon, a plate of stir-fried fairy dishes were released and placed on a delicate plate.

As a result, Tang Monk also made a fry.

Since it was a competition, how could there be no judges? Tang Seng said: "Guanyin, Yang Chan, you are judges!"

"Master, I, the old pig, want to be a judge!"

Bajie is greedy and drools when he smells the fragrance.

"Wouldn't it be unfair for the judges to let your people be?"

Sun Gohan shook his head.

"There is no way, who can't find someone!"

Tang Monk said helplessly.

"I am a judge myself!"

Sun Gohan thought about it and threatened, "If I don't let me be the one, I'll kill you!"

"Okay, are you okay?"

It was like coaxing a child, Tang Seng agreed.

Guanyin and Yang Chan came over, picked up their chopsticks and tasted Sun Wuhan's stir-fry!

A piece of fairy dish was brightly colored. At first glance, it looked like it was not fried. The two of them opened their small mouths and took a bite.

The expression froze suddenly!

"How about it?"

Wukong asked in surprise, walked over and tasted it, and said in surprise: "Master, he made it so delicious!"

"Can you make delicious food from a master?"

Tang Monk rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, that's really good!"

After a moment, Guanyin and Yang Chan recovered and praised them endlessly.

"a bit?"

The maximum score is 10, depending on how the two people score.

“9.9 points!”

After discussing, the two spoke.

Sun Gohan nodded slightly, satisfied with the result.

"I'll try yours!"

Sun Wuhan competed to be a judge and wanted to taste Tang Seng’s stir-fry dishes himself.

"I want to see, can the young man compare to the cooking skills I have studied for tens of thousands of years?"

Sun Gohan was very dissatisfied.

Tang Monk’s dishes look average, with no outstanding features, and even the fragrance is not as good as Sun Gohan.

He picked up the chopsticks and put them in his mouth casually, shook his head slightly, "Only, if..."

Before he could finish his words, his pupils suddenly dilated, as if he was hit by an electric shock, and he was stunned!

A strange delicacy bursts out on the tip of the tongue!

Just now, Sun Gohan's arrogant face instantly became much more honest and peaceful.

"How about it?"

Yang Chan couldn't stand it. Just say it if it wasn't delicious. What's the matter if you stood there and didn't say anything? It deliberately made people feel like they were attracted?

She walked over, picked up the new chopsticks, and tasted it!

In the blink of an eye, Yang Chan was still still, conquered by the deliciousness.

In an instant, she felt that she fell in love with Tang Seng, conquered someone, conquered her stomach first, and Tang Seng did it!

Bang!

The chopsticks in Sun Gohan's hand fell to the ground, and his eyes were full of incredible.

"I lost!"

Sun Gohan said listlessly, soon, raised his head and asked, "How did you make such a delicious meal?"
To be continued...
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