742 What a Frightening Bowl of Noodles! (2/2)
Being a chef with a restaurant, he would know if the food was good or bad from the diners' facial expressions.
His Heaven Burial Noodles made the judges admire and frightened, but it couldn't make their emotions change so dramatically.
Will he… be defeated?
After a while, the judges wiped their tears, finishing the bowl of Overwhelming Sadness Noodles. Although they all had swollen red lips and blurry thoughts, their downcast faces were gone. Ouyang Chenfeng felt his heart sink.
”Now, we're going to announce the result...” said the Sixth Elder in a somber voice. He took a deep breath, his lips shivering.
This dish tasted so good, but it was too spicy. However, that spicy savor was uncontrollable. That just-right spiciness had burst their emotions.
Thus, they weren't so sure if they had cried because of their emotions, or because of that spiciness…
As the Sixth Elder was speaking, everybody looked at Ouyang Chenfeng.
Holding their breath, they were anxious.
Who is… the winner?
…
Boom! Boom!
The God Slaying Stick, which transformed into the hefty War God Stick, swept across the void. At that moment, the sky shook hard as if it would be broken by the stick's attack.
Whitey's ash-gray eyes twinkled. The leaf-like palm clutched on the War God Stick, its energy exploding.
The long stick roared and hissed, aiming at Hu Han.
Hu Han was so furious, his hair flying in a mess. Both of his hands grabbed the God Slaying Axe, fighting bravely and vigorously.
The other's God Slaying Stick made him cautious.
The axe went horizontal to parry the stick. The God Slaying Stick that had turned ten times bigger pounded on the God Slaying Axe.
The two weapons glowed.
The energy of the God Slaying Axe continually rose and expanded.
However, Hu Han's heart beat faster because he found himself being pushed backward continuously. His feet had ditched the ground, smashing rocks and pebbles.
Suddenly…
The War God Stick shrank.
Hu Han felt so suppressed he had to stagger.
A figure dashed forward with boundless pressure. In just a wink, the leaf-like palm patted.
Hu Han roared.
He wanted to wield the God Slaying Axe, but the long hot-red stick was pressing on his axe blade. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't blow it away.
The soul ladder emerged above his head, blooming extreme radiance.
Boom!
However, Hu Han was immediately dumbstruck. The moment he was trying his best to resist, a palm greeted his face.
Thud.
Hu Han was pounded backward, his face bewildered…
Whitey's attack succeeded.
Seize the chance that you're sick, I'm coming to take your life.
Another punch came, blowing bewildered Hu Han away. The soul ladder above his head vanished.
Whitey loved fighting hand-to-hand the most. After the stick had pounded and subdued the God Slaying Axe, Whitey lifted Hu Han with one hand.
Swish.
The clothes were ripped off, pieces of torn fabric scattering in the wind…
Hu Han vomited blood, flying backward. Eventually, he got himself together, his eyes showing his wrath!
”I'm never letting you off! I'm going to take you down with me!”
His clothes were stripped off, leaving only his underwear. It was so embarrassing no matter what.
Hu Han's anger rose. His face swelled after Whitey had slapped him, which looked so outraged. He leaped up, entangling with Whitey.
One human and one puppet were trying to kill each other.
Punches meet flesh!
Strikes reverberating!
Boom!
The punches of the man and the puppet collided.
Hu Han's arm shivered. He felt the pain numbing his internal organs!
He backed off as Whitey approached.
This fearless, unkillable puppet made Hu Han shiver in fear.
However, insane Whitey wouldn't let Hu Han run away. The two metal wings on its back trembled, and many flying knives shot into the sky, falling.
The exploding knives stabbed on the ground, blocking Hu Han's exit.
Hu Han didn't have a bit of strength to fight. He was beaten painfully.
Couldn't attack and couldn't defend…
At that moment, Hu Han felt that it was the most disgraceful moment of his life. It was worse than being defeated by Chu Changsheng.
This puppet was simply his nightmare. The Heaven had sent it here to torture him.
Flap! Flap!
Hu Han's nose was bleeding, and his bones had almost been smashed.
He was sprawled on his back, vomiting blood from time to time. This life, he had nothing to love anymore.
Whitey looked ferocious with ash-white eyes, gazing at the hole.
The War God Stick wielded, hanging fiercely in front of Hu Han. Whitey's other hand was holding Hu Han's… God Slaying Axe.
Boom! Boom!
Outside the place, a boundless aura suddenly exploded. A figure of an expert dashed forward, shaking even the air.
”Bold! Dare to attack our Heavenly Spring Holy Land's people! Rob our Heavenly Spring Holy Land's God Slaying Axe! You're sentenced to death ten thousand times!”
Boom! Boom!
A deafening voice arose.
After Chu Changsheng crushed a Golden Armored Guard, his eyes focused in that direction.
His face grew stern.
”The Heavenly Spring Holy Land's Almighty… is finally here.”