1241 Im Also a… Half-step Sain (1/2)
'Where am I? What happened? What am I doing?'
The Blackwind Continent expert was stunned. For a moment, he felt that his body did not belong to him. A powerful force smashed him and sent him flying backward, causing his blood and energy to rock inside him. The force was too mighty. He tried to resist, but he couldn't withstand it at all.
Everyone outside the arena was shocked. They thought the Blackwind Continent expert would still defeat this guy from the Immortal Cooking Realm, but the result was somewhat different from what they imagined. The guy was not beaten up by him.
Boom!
Bu Fang put down the foot that kicked the expert. His Vermilion Chef Robe fluttered in the wind. His face was expressionless, looking extremely indifferent. The next moment, he raised his hand and held the kitchen knife in his hand like a flower.
Buzz…
The kitchen knife was shining brightly, and there seemed to be light flashing across its surface. It quivered slightly, but when Bu Fang took it in his hand, the throbbing of its artifact spirit soon subsided. He flicked his finger on its surface, and the knife began to shiver again.
”The correct way to use a supreme-grade kitchen knife is not like that…” Bu Fang said lightly, glancing at the Blackwind Continent expert, who was thrown to the ground and had his face revealed after the black wind scattered. His voice was not loud, but it resounded through the whole audience.
”You're courting death!” The Blackwind Continent expert let out a loud roar and immediately stood up, glaring at Bu Fang. A feeling of being tricked made him angry from embarrassment.
”A crap from the Immortal Cooking Realm… How dare you fight back?! Do you think only chefs like you know how to play with kitchen knives? If you're so good at it, show me the tricks you know!”
His aura spread in all directions while energy danced on his body. The next moment, his eyes turned reddish, and there seemed to be the hiss of wild animals in the air. At the same time, a strong wind rolled up around him again, which spun rapidly and turned into a tornado.
The audience was relieved. They thought the Blackwind Continent expert was defeated. That would be a slap in the face. After all, they had been loudly supporting him just now, and if he were killed the next second, the change would be too dramatic and too fast.
”Dammit! That gave me a fright! Kill the boy toy! What good are you if you can't even deal with a boy who depends on women?!” The Vajra Realm expert spat, stomped hard on the ground, then roared.
The audience erupted into an uproar once again!
Mo Yan gritted her teeth. A look of surprise came over her face when she saw that Bu Fang was still alive. ”The Great Demon King is truly worthy of his reputation… I can't believe he can hold on for so long!”
All the people in the Immortal Cooking Realm cheered with joy. Many nervous faces beamed as they watched Bu Fang have the upper hand at the first move. They all thought that he was indeed the miracle of the Immortal Cooking Realm, for the strength he had shown was indeed extraordinary.
Of course, many more were swearing because the Vajra Realm expert's words had angered them. The light screen didn't just show the images, but also the sounds in the arena and the audience.
”Great Demon King! Defeat him!”
”How dare he despise the Immortal Cooking Realm?! Show him how to use a kitchen knife!”
”Owner Bu is mighty!”
…
Naturally, the voices in the Immortal Cooking Realm could not reach Bu Fang's ears, but he could clearly hear the sarcastic remarks around him. Holding the kitchen knife in one hand, he glanced around from the corners of his eyes, then slightly twitched the corner of his mouth.
”You want to know how to use a kitchen knife?” he said indifferently, looking at the black wind swirling not far in front of him. The next moment, he started to walk at a leisurely pace toward it.
The black wind became stronger and stronger, as if it had turned into a tornado that would devour heaven and earth. It was filled with monstrous killing intent, capable of cutting Bu Fang's flesh off his body with its sharp wind force.
Commander Mo Yuan took a step back, squinting and watching coldly. His duty was to control the order in the arena, and killing and death were allowed. The Netherworld's Tournament of the Great Path was never meant to be a gentle competition. In his opinion, the previous matches were too boring, and it was time for some blood to spice up the atmosphere.
Bu Fang's expression remained unchanged in the face of the strong wind. His hair was waving, and his robes were flapping noisily. Looking at the approaching wind, he raised the kitchen knife and said, ”Watch carefully, this is how a kitchen knife is used.”
Outside the arena, Mo Yan closed her eyes again. She couldn't believe that Bu Fang was stupid enough to fight the wind with a kitchen knife. It was suicide!
Zhu Yan and Fang Yu watched with wide eyes, while the clamor in the air subsided. Everyone was wondering how a kitchen knife was supposed to be used.
Buzz…
As one knife light after another appeared in the air, a huge shadow suddenly emerged behind Bu Fang. Holding a long knife in its hand, it threw its head back and gave a roar, then slashed out the knife. The next moment, the knife light all over the sky converged into a knife that seemed powerful enough to rip the sky apart.
Even then, a domineering aura swept out from Bu Fang's body.
”Overlord Thirteen Blades!”
Knife lights blotted out the sky, roaring and sweeping over the black tornado, filling the air with a constant clanging noise. The next moment, blood sprayed out from the black wind, accompanied by a miserable howl. In the blink of an eye, the black wind had turned into a bloody wind.
Bu Fang put one hand behind his back, then used the other hand to spin the kitchen knife a few times before holding it by the handle.
The wind came to an abrupt end.
With a thud, the Blackwind Continent expert fell to the ground, covered in blood and barely breathing. His clothes were ragged, and he looked very miserable. He seemed to be dying.
The other experts from the Blackwind Continent froze. They couldn't believe a Nine-star True Immortal was defeated so easily. Also, they didn't see how the kitchen knife was being used.
”What the hell is going on?!”
Commander Mo Yuan's eyes lit up as he looked at Bu Fang in surprise, while You Ji, who was watching from a distance, felt a little amazed.
”This guy…”
Boom!
Suddenly, a half-step Saint from the Blackwind Continent jumped into the air and landed in the arena. After sending his seriously injured companion to the others, he stared at Bu Fang.
”How dare a mere chef from the Immortal Cooking Realm hurt a man from the Blackwind Continent…” the half-step Saint said coldly, his eyes filled with killing intent.
Among the crowd outside the arena, the Vajra Realm expert who shouted the loudest nearly choked on his own saliva. His eyes widened in disbelief. He couldn't believe Bu Fang had such strength. Even he was shocked by the quick attack just now.
”Dammit! No wonder he can rely on the Earth Prison Overlord… He's quite strong… But if I meet him in the arena, I'll definitely crush his bones one by one!” He laughed, his voice full of sarcasm.