Strongest Deceptive System

Hearing Brother Tao's words, Shang Liang's impression of this pot-bellied middle-aged man changed a little.    

    

Looks like this Brother Tao was not on Hee Jindong's side either.    

    

Shang Liang cast a sidelong glance at Hee Jindong, and smirked: "How can a mediocre chef like Boss Su be qualified to compete with my master, Boss Su! I am untalented. In this course, I have the worst culinary skills. Although I am the worst, but to be able to compete in culinary arts with a small fry like Boss Hee, my worst is enough. "    

    

Although Shang Liang's words seemed to belittle him on the surface, he was actually mocking Hee Jindong. Not only that, but he had unknowingly praised the other students of the training course, making them enjoy themselves.    

    

Sure enough, when Shang Liang said this, the students all laughed at each other.    

    

Being praised by others was a form of enjoyment.    

    

"You actually dare to say that I, Hee Jindong, am unconventional, how preposterous!" When Hee Jindong heard this, he immediately flew into a rage. He pointed at Shang Liang and said angrily: "Even your master Su Runndong cannot win against you. You inexperienced brat from the Yellow Hair, on what basis are you acting so infuriated for?"    

    

"Just because I'm Master Su's worst disciple." Shang Liang replied indifferently.    

    

"You!" Hee Jindong was infuriated.    

    

"If you don't feel confident, you might lose to a immature Yellow Hair brat like me. If you lower your head and admit your mistake now, there's still time." Shang Liang squinted his eyes, and said faintly: "Also, don't point at me, I have two taboos. First, let others bully my woman; second, point at me!"    

    

When Hee Jindong saw Shang Liang's imposing manner, he was instantly stunned and couldn't help but retract his finger. However, he immediately remembered that doing so would be very shameful, and he wanted to raise his hand again, but was extremely hesitant, which made him feel quite awkward.    

    

"Hmph, let's fight then!" Hee Jindong swung his hands, concealing his embarrassment: "Could it be that I'm afraid of you!"    

    

"Alright!" Hearing Hee Jindong's agreement, the Brother Tao nodded his head and said: "Then let's begin, my Brother Tao will be the judge, you two shouldn't have any objections, right?"    

    

"Of course not." Since the Brother Tao was invited by Hee Jindong, Hee Jindong naturally would not reject.    

    

"Seeing that you are such an upright person in Brother Tao, I agree." The corner of Shang Liang's mouth raised slightly, and said: "However, since it's a competition of culinary arts, there's naturally a loser and a winner. So, the question is, what should we do if we win, and what should we do if we lose? "    

    

"It's simple, the old condition I had to compete with Su Runndong earlier." Hee Jindong answered, "If anyone loses, they should withdraw from their own family's training room and admit in front of the crowd that the one who wins has even more culinary skills than the one who loses."    

    

"The stakes are quite high." Shang Liang squinted his eyes, and said unhurriedly: "You are trying to make the loser, but in front of the winner, you will never be able to raise your head!"    

    

"What? Are you afraid?" Hearing that, Hee Jindong immediately taunted: "If you are afraid, you can still withdraw from the competition."    

    

"Haha!" Would I be afraid of someone like you? " Shang Liang squinted, curled his lips and said: "I think, the one who should be afraid, should be you."    

    

"Hmph, cut the crap. Let's get to the point with our culinary arts." Hee Jindong groaned.    

    

With that, Hee Jindong walked to the kitchen table.    

    

Shang Liang also walked in front of Su Runndong and smiled, then said: "Master Su, let me do it. Although I am your worst disciple, I will definitely not embarrass you. "    

    

When Su Runndong heard Shang Liang calling him Master Su, and not Uncle, and even claiming to be his student, Su Runndong had long understood what was going on. Since this future son-in-law of his wanted to stand up for him, he would let him have his way. After all, Su Runndong was only able to complete the training course due to his contribution. Moreover, the God of Cooking secret manual that Su Runndong learned was also provided by him.    

    

Although he had learned the God of Cooking's secret manual, he still lost to Hee Jindong in the culinary competition.    

    

Su Runndong nodded and walked down the kitchen table.    

    

Shang Liang changed up and stood shoulder to shoulder with Hee Jindong, feeling no fear at all.    

    

Brother Tao looked at the two of them and said, "Then, in the following culinary competition, let's use a bowl of Cloud Swallowing Noodle Soup to determine the winner and loser! Boss Hee, Student Shang, you two have no objections? "    

    

"No problem." Shang Liang and Hee Jindong answered in unison.    

    

"Alright, I now announce that the cooking competition has officially begun." The Brother Tao said.    

    

Hee Jindong was full of confidence. After the Brother Tao finished speaking, he immediately organized the ingredients he prepared and began to cook seriously.    

    

Shang Liang glanced at Hee Jindong's movements, and he immediately had a rough idea of what was going on. Being able to control it so skillfully and naturally, it seemed that Hee Jindong indeed had some ability to be able to defeat Su Runndong.    

    

"Hmph, so what if your culinary skills are good? I have the God of Cooking secret manual." Shang Liang activated the system and ordered, "System, I want to use the God of Cooking secret manual."    

    

"Okay, host." The system notification rang out, "Host has received a system notification. The effects of the God of Cooking secret manual will continue for two hours. During these two hours, the host will reach the God of Cooking realm!"    

    

"Master Chef?" Shang Liang was very satisfied.    

    

Shang Liang, who was originally not familiar with the way the Cloud Swallowing Mask was used, immediately displayed the exquisite methods of the Cloud Swallowing Mask in his mind after using the God of Cooking's secret manual. Every single step, every single detail, were deeply branded in Shang Liang's mind.    

    

Originally, everyone was curious about Shang Liang who was in a daze. Luckily, Shang Liang managed to react and quickly picked up his kitchen knife to cut vegetables, wash his face, dry his hair, cook, and other similar movements in one go. Furthermore, the chef's style was extremely astonishing, causing everyone to be dumbstruck.    

    

Shang Liang was one of the first to arrive, and was able to act at the same time as Hee Jindong.    

    

Two steaming bowls of Cloud Swallowing Noodle were placed in front of each of them, giving off a faint fragrance that would make anyone's appetite unconsciously.    

    

Hee Jindong laughed coldly: "Brat, you got out of the wok so quickly, and the fire has not reached home yet, the Cloud Swallowing Noodle Soup that you made, must be really terrible."    

    

"It's not bad at all. It doesn't matter what you say." Shang Liang indicated towards Brother Tao, "Brother Tao has the final say. What do you say, Brother Tao? "    

    

"Hmph, it's useless for you to flatter Brother Tao." Hee Jindong said disdainfully, "With absolute strength, you can crush anything and everything."    

    

Seeing that the two of them were opposing each other, Brother Tao could not help but laugh and say: "We will see who wins and who loses immediately."    

    

After saying that, Brother Tao raised his chopsticks and took a taste of the Cloudswallow Noodle that Hee Jindong had cooked.    

    

"Mm, not bad." Brother Tao squinted his eyes and praised: "It tastes so good when you taste it."