979 Immortal Tool Slashed! (1/2)
The onlookers struggled to breathe.
They stared wide-eyed into the distance to see Tong Cheng slashing Bu Fang, attempting to split him in half.
They could already envision the bloody scene. Some couldn't stand looking at him and decided to close their eyes instead.
Mu Liuer sighed.
The Immortal Kitchen Pavilion had decided to give up on Bu Fang…
Manager Chen was a True Immortal Realm expert, but Tong Cheng had brought two True Immortal Realm experts from his Tong family to deal with Bu Fang. Naturally, he couldn't handle them by himself.
However, it was beyond her expectations that Bu Fang's Earth Immortal Puppet could resist the two of them.
Nonetheless, it didn't do much good for him. Although he could stop the other two, Tong Cheng's power was much stronger than Bu Fang's.
Facing Tong Cheng, Bu Fang would be crushed.
The red kitchen knife's glint dazzled everyone. This was an immortal tool's radiance!
Immortal tools were the kitchen equipment grown from the Immortal Tree. They were incomparably strong with developed tool spirits.
If the chefs could contact the spirit, their culinary attainments would be improved further.
To ordinary people, it was very rare to see immortal tools during their lifetime since they had all been scooped up by those powerful families.
But now, they were all witnessing the might of an immortal tool.
How could Bu Fang resist it?
Bu Fang had seized the chance when Tong Cheng wasn't ready to hit him twice with his wok. But this time, he wouldn't get a chance to overturn the situation.
After all, Tong Cheng had taken out his immortal tool.
The others couldn't help but cover their eyes as the red light became more dazzling.
Some had their eyes stimulated to the point that tears rolled down their faces.
Boom!
A terrifying explosion blasted in the center of the room. Dust rose up torrentially, covering the entire place.
”It's over...”
Xuanyuan Xiahui and Xuanyuan Xuan stood amidst the ruins, and they couldn't help but sigh as they stared at the rising dust.
Xuanyuan Xuan felt somewhat mournful. Her slender hand pulled the hem of Xuanyuan Xiahui's shirt, her eyes sympathetic.
”Immortal Cooking Realm… The aristocratic families are the rulers. Mortals and ordinary people don't have any right to speak.”
Xuanyuan Xiahui sighed, rubbing Xuanyuan Xuan's head. ”Those families have an absolute ruling order. The City Lord's mansion is also an influential family…”
Mu Liuer's expression was complicated. She had done so much but still failed to protect Bu Fang in the end.
This extraordinary mortal would die soon. It was the consequence of offending powerful families.
The clamorous onlookers quieted down as they stared at the ruins.
Eh?
Suddenly, everyone's eyes shrank. That was because they found two figures emerging from the dust.
Two figures? How come there are two figures?
Logically, it should have been one figure and a half.
That mortal should've been halved by Tong Cheng, right? Halves of his corpse should be there.
Flap…
A strong wind swept through, blowing the dust away. It slapped people's faces, bringing with it sharp pangs as wind blades cut them.
This wind blade… is so sharp.
The crowd couldn't help but scream.
Xuanyuan Xiahui lifted his hand, and a flow of true energy gushed out, blocking and dissolving air blades from hurting Xuanyuan Xuan.
However, a wisp of air blade got through, splitting a strand of Xuanyuan Xuan's hair.
”No! This blade energy… It isn't Tong Cheng's immortal tool's energy!” Xuanyuan Xiahui's eyes shrank as he screamed in fright.
Xuanyuan Xuan was bewildered.
Far from them, Mu Liuer was also bewildered as she stared at the center of the room.
Boom!
Dust scattered, revealing the destroyed stage…
Seeing this scene, everybody was petrified!
Tong Cheng was stunned as a cut ran across his face like a thin line. Beads of blood oozed from it.
However, his focus was on something else. His eyes were gazing forward…
In the distance, gold light shone and irritated his eyes. That dazzling light emanated from an object, its gold hue sending shivers down his spine.
Rattle!
A clear but echoing sound arose…
A moment later, the onlookers took in a breath of cold air, staring at a scene they would never forget.
The knife in Tong Cheng's hand split into two halves and fell, producing sharp and clear clanging noises as they hit the ground.
The immortal tool was destroyed.
”How… How could this be?!” One of the youngsters from the aristocratic families couldn't help but scream, getting goosebumps all over his body.
The others were stupefied.
Bu Fang's face was emotionless. His hand holding the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife shook once more before it spun, radiating light.
Bu Fang also held the Black Turtle Constellation Wok aloft.
Boom!
The black wok increasingly grew in Tong Cheng's eyes as it descended.
As soon as Bu Fang brandished the Black Turtle Constellation Wok, Tong Cheng finally got himself together.
However, it was too late. That familiar wok had already appeared in front of him…
This f*cking wok again!
Bang!
This time, Bu Fang didn't show mercy. He used all of his strength as he brought the wok down, brutally hitting Tong Cheng in the face.
After being walloped, Tong Cheng fell backward. Blood gushed from his nose, which was almost broken.
Bam!
Tong Cheng crashed to the ground, holding his nose.
Bu Fang slowly walked over to Tong Cheng.
Holding the golden Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife aloft, his true energy deluged the knife, and a dragon roar shot up into the sky.
A moment later, the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife in Bu Fang's hand enlarged, becoming a huge butcher knife. A divine dragon phantom twirled around it, which rose up as it brandished its claws and bared its fangs.