1253 The Cocky White-haired Bu Fang (2/2)

Before this, Bu Fang was calm and indifferent. He was quite annoying, but that was all. However, the current white-haired Bu Fang was arrogant and conceited, which not only annoyed people but also made them want to beat him.

'He's merely a half-step Saint, and yet he said he will let a Little Saint attack him three times without fighting back… Who the f*ck does he think he is? Even Nether Prison's top half-step Saints dare not say so. Where on earth did this little chef get his confidence?'

Commander Mo Yuan had been a little fond of Bu Fang. After all, he was the one Prison Overlord You Ji asked him to take care of. However, now it seemed that he was just a stupid and arrogant guy.

Rumble!

Bu Fang's words naturally made Yi Zhu's anger burn even more fiercely. He ran over like a prehistoric beast, causing the ground to rumble while throwing a punch at Bu Fang. The void shattered instantly, and everything in the arena seemed to be crushed!

”YOU'RE DEAD!” Yi Zhu roared wildly. His voice resounded through the square like a clap of thunder, and the crowd could feel a tremendous pressure washing over them. It made their expressions change drastically. He was extremely strong! Even a few experts from the other first-class small worlds looked serious upon sensing the power.

The punch was getting closer and closer to Bu Fang! The wind from the fist was like a sharp sword, cutting through the air and making a whistling sound.

Bang, bang, bang!

The air kept exploding in front of the punch. This was the ultimate punch from an expert whose flesh had reached the level of Little Saint. How could Bu Fang withstand it? The attack of a Little Saint was accompanied by the locking of aura, so a half-step Saint couldn't escape at all. If the punch hit him, Bu Fang would surely turn into a pulp!

Closer! It was getting closer and closer!

White-haired Bu Fang was still standing where he was. His striped red-and-white Vermilion Chef Robe flapped noisily, and his white hair was waving in the wind. His expression remained unchanged, and his chin was still raised, looking extremely cocky.

Two inches, one inch…

The horrible blast almost hit Bu Fang in the face.

There was a ferocious look in Yi Zhu's eyes as he roared, ”DIE!!!”

With a loud explosion, the ground suddenly burst apart. Half of the arena collapsed under the punch.

The power was absolutely terrifying. The array in the arena was completely useless against it. After all, this was only the preliminary round, so the organizers didn't use a better array to stabilize the arena. If a Little Saint's power reached a critical point, it would be enough to smash the entire arena to pieces.

Smoke and dust spread out of the arena, slowly revealing the aftermath. Everyone thought that the little chef from the Immortal Cooking Realm should have died, but they were wrong. After the smoke and dust dispersed, an uproar swept across the audience!

Yi Zhu's pupils shrank as tiny as beans. His punch didn't hit the little chef! 'How did this happen? My fist is clearly one inch away from the tip of the boy's nose, and my aura had locked him in all directions… But why didn't my punch hit him?!'

Tap, tap.

Bu Fang crossed his arms over his chest and landed behind Yi Zhu. His white hair was waving in the wind, giving him a graceful air. He turned slowly, raised his chin, and said cockily, ”Weakling…You have two more chances.”

”IMPOSSIBLE!”

Yi Zhu gave a roar, raised his fist, spun around, and threw a punch at Bu Fang again. All of a sudden, the punch turned into countless punches, for he had thrown hundreds of punches in a flash, each aimed at one of Bu Fang's vital points. As long as one of the punches hit the target, he could completely rip Bu Fang apart.

He was punching so fast that the audience could see nothing but blurry shadows. In less than half a heartbeat, he had thrown out hundreds of punches. Such a crazy speed could only be achieved by Vajra Realm experts with mighty physical bodies. Even so, Yi Zhu's muscles turned red all over, while beads of sweat streaked across his skin and fell to the ground.

What shocked people more, however, were Bu Fang's movements. His body seemed to be made of rubber. Whenever a fist was about to hit him, he could always avoid it at the last moment. Moreover, he looked relaxed.

After a frenzied attack, Yi Zhu's nostrils kept gushing with hot air. His eyes were fixed on Bu Fang, who was staring at him with a raised chin in the distance.

”I said I'll let you attack me three times without fighting back, and I meant it. You still have one more chance. Make a move quickly, weakling,” said the cocky white-haired Bu Fang, his eyes full of disdain.

The sneer in his eyes made Yi Zhu seethe. The next moment, his anger reached its highest point! He was all red like a raging fire!

Outside the arena, the Vajra Realm experts broke out in an uproar!

”T-This… This is the peak of anger! Brother Yi Zhu is exploding!”

”The chef is dead! No one could stand up against the Vajra Explosive Body!”

”Brother Yi Zhu is mighty! Kill this little lizard!”

All the Vajra Realm experts kept roaring, boiling with excitement!

Yi Zhu's eyes had turned scarlet, and he looked like a fiend stepping out of ancient times. He opened his mouth and roared, and behind him, there was a fire of heaven and earth!

At this moment, even the experts from the other first-class small worlds turned pale! They recognized the technique! It was the Vajra Realm's ultimate technique called the Explosive Body!

”How annoying is this little chef to make Yi Zhu angry enough to use the Explosive Body…”

”DIE NOW!”

The fiend-like Yi Zhu's body had grown to more than three meters tall, and the muscles on his fist looked as large as boulders. Suddenly, he clasped his hands together before his chest. An invisible energy was being constantly compressed between his palms using pure physical strength, and when it was compressed to the extreme, the void in his palms became blurry and distorted.

”Void-shattering blast!” He roared and pushed his hands forward. Immediately, an energy blast shattered everything as it moved at top speed toward Bu Fang.

The white-haired Bu Fang slightly narrowed his eyes and raised his chin proudly. ”Kind of interesting. Still, you are weak. Remember the name of the one who defeated you… Howling the White Tiger.”

Boom!

Before he had finished his words, Bu Fang's body was completely devoured by the energy blast. Half of the arena blew apart and was enveloped by the exploding energy!