1245 Kebab Boiled with Soup! (1/2)

The Abyss expert's words were very arrogant. Of course, his arrogance was not unfounded. There were three Little Saints in his team, and the strength of the two contestants who had not yet appeared was unknown. This level of strength was not the strongest in this tournament, but it was not weak either. At the very least, they were comparable to worlds like the Vajra Realm.

What surprised the audience even more was the Abyss's threat to the Immortal Cooking Realm. It was clear that the Abyss team was targeting the Immortal Cooking Realm team. No one knew why, and many felt sorry for the realm. It was not pleasant to be targeted by such a murderous team.

When the Abyss's threat was transmitted to the Immortal Cooking Realm through the projection array, the immortal chefs in the square were silent, and no one dared to breathe too loudly. They had all witnessed the strength and brutality of the Abyss contestants. Even three half-step Saints from the North Cloud Sea were mercilessly killed by them, and the gruesome sight of blood gushing and heads flying sent chills through them.

”Why would the Abyss target us?”

Many people in the Immortal Cooking Realm felt sad, aggrieved, and oppressed. At this moment, the immortal chefs who had been living in peace finally felt the malice of the outside worlds. They finally understood that being weak was an original sin, and weaklings could only be bullied by others. They knew that only by becoming stronger can they avoid being bullied and live with dignity.

Both Nether Prison's aggression in the past and the Abyss's relentless taunts and threats in this tournament had shaken these immortal chefs to the core.

Meng Qi was silent. She knew what the people of the Immortal Cooking Realm were worried about. Indeed, even when they had Bu Fang, the Immortal Cooking Realm team's death was almost certain if they were to meet the Abyss team.

The contestants from the Abyss were too strong.

In fact, she knew very well why the Abyss contestants were eyeing the Immortal Cooking Realm team. Apparently, it was because of Bu Fang's Explosive Meatballs. When they were at the Abyss, his meatballs had killed countless Abyss experts. In addition, his Perishing Pots also caused terrible destruction and numerous casualties. That was why the Immortal Cooking Realm team was targeted by the Abyss contestants in this tournament.

In the past, Bu Fang always threw out his meatballs and ran away. But how would he run this time? In the fight against the Abyss, he had the help of Whitey, Shrimpy, and Foxy, but in this tournament, he could only rely on his own strength. How was he going to fight the Abyss contestants?

Meng Qi felt a little anxious, but she could only pray silently in her heart, 'Owner Bu, you must not die…'

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Moreover, because the matches were transmitted to all small worlds through the projection array, people in these worlds could watch the teams from their worlds fight, and that had made their fighting spirit boil.

Team matches represented the honor of every small world. If you won, you would have glory; if you lost, you would lose face. That was the cruelty of the tournament.

Nether Prison didn't participate in the preliminaries of the team competition. Nether Prison was very strong, so it was basically above the rest. Teams from different small worlds would only have a chance to meet its two teams in the semifinals. That's right, Nether Prison had two teams participating in the tournament. After all, it was so vast and had nine clans, so it was not unusual to have two teams.

Another thing that spread to all the small worlds was the Immortal Cooking Realm's cuisine. The realm was already famous for its food, and now, as the first day of the tournament progressed, Bu Fang's delicious food had conquered countless contestants. The fact that many people were eating his food during the matches was enough to show how tasty they were.

The scene was transmitted to the other worlds through the projection array, making many people eager to taste the food. Some had decided to go to the Immortal Cooking Realm simply for food. Now that Nether Prison had opened up the once-closed realm, the rest of the world had a chance to visit it, so it was not impossible for people to get a taste of the Immortal Cooking Realm's cuisine now.

The Immortal Cooking Realm had unknowingly become famous in the small worlds around it. Of course, it still didn't change the fact that its team was not strong.

The first day was over. All the contestants returned to the inn, and Bu Fang's stall also closed for the day. The people who were still waiting in line watched him close the stall with sad looks, and some even begged him to continue cooking. But he refused. After cooking for the whole day, he had made a lot of money, and he was also a little tired.

The money-making power of Fang Fang Little Stall was simply too scary, even more terrifying than Fang Fang's Ice Cream Store.

”Tomorrow's menu will be different. Please look forward to it. Business will resume tomorrow when the competition starts,” Bu Fang said.

After hearing him say so, the crowd finally left with unwilling looks on their faces.

Bu Fang went back to the inn. Zhu Yan and the others followed at his side, looking at him with wild enthusiasm in their eyes. They finally knew his prowess. This was the Great Demon King who always created miracles.

Standing in front of the door, Bu Fang looked at them with a straight face and said, ”Continue to train hard when you go back. This tournament is a good experience for you guys. Take a moment to summarize the reasons for your failure.”

The four juniors kept nodding. Needless to say, they couldn't be blamed. The main reason for their failure was their weak strength—the strength of Six-star True Immortals was simply not strong enough. Had it not been for Bu Fang, the Immortal Cooking Realm team would have been defeated long ago.

”The important thing is that you have participated in this tournament,” Bu Fang said.

Of course, he was trying to console them, but Zhu Yan and the others didn't mind. Today's matches had taken a lot of edge off their swagger… No, it really hit them hard, but it also motivated them to grow.

They turned back to their rooms, and Bu Fang closed his door. Then, he went into the Heaven and Earth Farmland and began to prepare ingredients. Tomorrow's menu was one of his favorite foods. In addition to preparing the ingredients, he also talked to Niu Hansan about making new Death Food Tools.

His apprentices were in the farmland as well, talking to one another. They had been coming here every day since he built them the portals. Besides communicating with each other, they spent the most time cultivating here because the Spirit Energy of Heaven and Earth here was too rich. The Immortal Tree and the Nine Revolution Great Path Tea had produced a tremendous amount of energy. Except for Jing Yuan and Xixi, who had already gotten used to it, everyone else immersed themselves in the rich energy and cultivated seriously. This had led to a rapid improvement in their cultivation bases.

The next day arrived quickly. The second day of the tournament was not team matches, but individual matches. In fact, individual matches were crueler than team matches.

Zhu Yan had already given Bu Fang his number jade talisman the day before. His number was 1,300, which was very far behind.