1248 Bu Fangs First Individual Match (1/2)
Commander Mo Yuan's voice came from a distance, causing an uproar.
Many people's eyes fell on Bu Fang with strange expressions on their faces. It was his turn at last. Yesterday, his moves had shocked everyone. No one would have expected that the Immortal Cooking Realm had a half-step Saint and that he managed to launch a counterattack, winning the team competition by defeating the Blackwind Continent contestants alone and bringing the Immortal Cooking Realm to the next round.
Now, it was his turn to fight again. This time, however, it was not a team competition but an individual match, and his opponent was not a contestant from a third-class small world like the Blackwind Continent but an expert from the Vajra Realm, a first-class small world.
The classification of small worlds was recently proposed with the holding of the Netherworld's Tournament of the Great Path. They were divided into third-class, second-class, and first-class. There was also a sub-class in the first-class small worlds, which was called the overlord-class.
The Blackwind Continent didn't have a Little Saint, so it was just a third-class small world. The Immortal Cooking Realm was also rated as third-class. It was originally ranked at the bottom, but because of Bu Fang's appearance, it went up the ranks. Even so, it still didn't reach the standard of a second-class small world. After all, small worlds without Little Saints were all rated as third-class.
There must be at least three Little Saints in a small world for it to be rated as a first-class small world. Such worlds included the Vajra Realm, the West Little Buddhism Realm, Winged Man Valley, and the Wandering Soul Realm.
There was only one overload-class small world, and that was Nether Prison. It was so strong that it had to be in a separate class, and it didn't even have to participate in the preliminary round of the team competition.
The fact that Bu Fang was a half-step Saint surprised everyone. However, he was only a half-step Saint, and a half-step Saint was not considered very strong. Even so, he was the Immortal Cooking Realm's only hope. However, this hope might soon be destroyed. The Vajra Realm was eyeing him, and so was the Abyss. The consequences of being targeted by two of such fearsome small worlds would be terrible, unless he withdrew himself from the match.
”Bu Fang… Why don't we just give up?” Mo Yan was shaking all over. Instead of calling him the Great Demon King, she called him by his name because she was worried that he would not listen to her. After all, the Vajra Realm expert was up to no good. If his bones were crushed as well, the Immortal Cooking Realm would really become the laughing stock of all small worlds.
Fang Yu gritted his teeth and wanted to say something too, but before he could open his mouth, Xuanyuan Xiahui stopped him. ”Why?” He gave the latter a puzzled look.
”But…” Fang Yu opened his mouth and wanted to say something else.
”You don't have to say anything. I know what to do,” Bu Fang said in a faint voice, glancing at Fang Yu. Then, he turned around and looked at the puzzled customers who were holding bowls. ”Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry, but I have to pause again. I'll be back after fighting the match. It'll be quick this time.”
All the customers quickly nodded. Bu Fang was the chef, so he had the say. Even if they didn't let him go, would he listen to them? Definitely not. Moreover, they also wanted to see if he could create another miracle this time. A comeback was always the most exciting.
”Amitabha! Owner Bu, just go ahead and fight your opponent. This poor monk will give you spiritual encouragement,” Fa Wu said kindly.
Bu Fang glanced at him. 'This meat-eating monk hasn't wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth…'
”Nethery, watch the stall for me. I'll be right back.”
Nethery's eyes lit up. Let her watch the stall? She quickly nodded and said, ”Alright. Leave it to me.”
Xuanyuan Xiahui paused. 'Owner Bu doesn't need me to take care of the stall for him this time?' When he thought again, he understood the reason. After all, today's dish was only a little hotpot, so it wouldn't be a problem for the chef to leave for a while. He also wanted to see Bu Fang's fighting strength.
”You two take good care of him.” After glancing at Fang Yu and Mo Yan, Bu Fang flipped his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and walked toward the arena.
As soon as he stepped forward, the crowd began to move. He was followed by a group of people, all holding bowls and eating boiled shish kebabs. The steam from their soup rose into the sky to form something that looked like a dark cloud.
The Earth Prison expert in charge of the broadcast took a deep breath. He was astonished by the sight. 'Dammit, if people who don't know anything were to see this, they would definitely think that this is some Nether Prison big shot, but it turns out he's only a half-step Saint from a third-class small world… I have to admit, though, this chef looks very dashing!'
With his hands clasped behind his back, Bu Fang walked toward arena number three.
The people around the arena were startled to see Bu Fang and the group of people behind him approaching, while Commander Mo Yuan, who was standing in the arena, twitched the corners of his mouth. 'Did the chef bring a bunch of foodies to support him?'
The captain of the Vajra Realm team flew into a rage when he saw the group of foodies. He was the one who was severely beaten by the crowd yesterday. When he saw them, he immediately recalled what happened to him. ”Dammit! San Zhu, kill this guy for me! Break all his bones inch by inch! Let's see if he'll still be so arrogant after that!” he roared at the top of his lungs.
Behind Bu Fang, the group of foodies turned their gaze to the Vajra Realm captain. They then took a piece of shish kebab from their bowls, stuffed it into their mouths, and began to chew. That sent a shiver through the captain, and he covered his chest warily.
Bu Fang exhaled softly and walked slowly into the arena. Commander Mo Yuan was already standing in the middle, and on his side stood another Vajra Realm expert, San Zhu.
San Zhu wasn't very strong. Still, he had the cultivation base of a peak half-step Saint, and he was ready to break through at any time. All experts in the Vajra Realm devoted themselves to the cultivation of their flesh, so his physical body was as tough as a rock. When he stood in the arena with a height of two-and-a-half meters, he looked like a giant. His muscles were constantly twitching, while his chest muscles looked very bulky.
”Here you are at last… I don't mind telling you, but I spent a lot of money to swap places with your original opponent!” San Zhu's lips curled into a hideous grin.
Commander Mo Yuan glanced at San Zhu. Although this behavior was not allowed, he and the other referees were too lazy to dig into it. After all, this was a cruel competition, and as it progressed, it would only get crueler!
San Zhu's eyes sparkled with excitement. The muscles on his back twitched suddenly as a mighty aura exploded out of him. At the same time, a plume of energy rose from his body, making him look like a furnace with flames roaring in it.
”Prepare to die! Soon you'll be as miserable as your teammate!” San Zhu burst out laughing, his eyes filled with monstrous killing intent.
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In the Immortal Cooking Realm, everyone who heard San Zhu's words was filled with indignation and outrage.
”Great Demon King! Kill him!”
”This guy is too arrogant! Does he really think there are no experts in the Immortal Cooking Realm?!”