In a hurry, Huai Shi did not have enough time to react. She subconsciously leaned back and fell onto the ground, narrowly avoiding the tragic fate of having her head smashed into pieces.
Then, he felt a strong wind blow into his crotch.
Only then did he realize that the hammer had smashed into the ground between his legs. He had almost hit a car and almost lost his family and friends.
He wanted to call a time out, but the crown wearer, who had entered a bloodthirsty frenzy, didn't give Huai Shi any chance to do so.
"Go to hell, Earthling."
The four arms of the man with the crown, which was as fat as a mountain of flesh, held a strange bone-chopping knife, a pitch-black iron pot, a giant shovel, a rolling pin like hammer, and other weapons that made the Infernal Cooking Demon feel a sense of familiarity. The giant mouth in front of his chest roared:
"I'm going to dip you in paste and roast you into a Wellington steak as a snack!!!"
"Don't, brother."
Huai Shi dodged pathetically. In the state of overdrive, Yu Step's speed was very fast. "My meat doesn't have any fat at all. It's too dry. You can't get any oil from roasting it. You might as well make soup."
"Soup! This little meat can't even be considered a seasoning, and you want to make soup?! "
The man wearing the meaty crown grinned maliciously, and the dozen or so large eyeballs on his face swiveled around, locking onto Huai Shi's dodging trajectory. He raised his four arms, and the Bone Cleaving Giant Saber and the Rolling Pin came crashing down one after another, surrounding her from both sides.
The iron pot suddenly flipped over, and a huge amount of thick and fragrant meat juice gushed out. Everywhere it passed, it was like lava, burning iron and stone red. Half of Huai Shi's waist-length hair was burned off, making him look very miserable.
But in this short gap, Huai Shi rushed forward, stepping on the giant shovel and suddenly leaping into the air. The Axe of Wrath in his hand was aimed at the crown wearer's head and chopped down!
Blood spurted out, and a scream burst forth.
Under the support of Supreme, the blade of the axe, which gathered the echo of the earth, cut off the crown wearer's head like a hot knife through butter. The impact of the Origin Substance from Wrath caused the crown wearer's chest to let out a shrill scream.
Ignoring the gushing blood, he swung the rolling pin horizontally and smashed Huai Shi away as if he was swatting a fly.
Huai Shi only felt numbness in his hands. He could barely hold his weapon. A gap appeared in the Sword of Virtue in front of his chest.
Right in front of him, the headless man picked up the iron pot and poured the contents into the giant mouth. As the broth flowed down, a bloody head regrew from the wound.
"You can do that?!"
Huai Shi was dumbfounded.
"Are you stupid? Grandpa is the Cooking Demon!"
The man with the crown let out a ferocious roar. He raised the pot with both hands and smashed it down. A large amount of meat juice spurted out from the pot again, along with all kinds of strange, worm-like parasites and broken limbs that came out of nowhere.
They were like cannonballs, constantly smashing towards Huai Shi.
— — [Bone Mountain House Pickpocket, Head Chef]!
"Don't be like that, I'm also a Cooking Demon, one of us! We're all Cooking Demons, Cooking Demons don't fight Cooking Demons … "
Huai Shi retreated step by step, pathetically chopping or pushing away the worms and broken limbs that flew towards him. "We're in the same line, brother, we're in the same line!"
But for some reason, after coming here, he seemed to always run into people in the same line.
But why do people in the same line always look forward to their deaths?
Is this hell?
Huai Shi was about to cry.
"Huh? Do I need you to f * cking tell me? I know by smelling it! "The head chef laughed sinisterly." An ingredient like you is really too hard to find — "
From the giant mouth, thick saliva was secreted, landing on the ground and making a sizzling sound.
"No matter what, you have to f * cking die this year!" The head chef shouted and rushed over again. "Even if I'm killed by that old thing, I'll roast you first!"
As he said that, the giant bone-chopping knife and the iron pot slammed together, and a large amount of sparks flew out from it.
In the thunder prison, the temperature suddenly rose.
This was especially true for the ground beneath his feet. Under the spray of sparks, the temperature was rapidly rising. Just by stepping on the ground, one could feel the rapidly surging heat.
It was as if he had suddenly arrived on a metal plate that was roasting meat.
Large amounts of oil spurted out from the iron pot, causing a strange fragrance to spread through the air. Black pepper, basil leaves, and even pickled sauce were continuously sprinkled down.
This strange temptation caused Huai Shi's gaze to grow hazy, and he was almost split in half by the giant blade.
His scalp went numb.
His stamina and Origin Substance were rapidly depleting. If it weren't for the flower bracelet on his wrist, he probably would have collapsed or been seriously injured.
"How the f * ck am I supposed to fight like this!"
Huai Shi was enraged. He turned around and yelled at Ying Fangzhou, who was outside the thunder prison, "What's the point of just tormenting me like this? What exactly are you trying to train me for?"
"Of course it's to see what kind of fancy tricks you've grasped, Huai Shi. I want to see how you squander this precious talent and strength of yours … … You're sitting on a mountain of treasures, but you don't even know it. "
Ying Fangzhou calmly replied, "Very good. I can feel your effort and anger, Huai Shi. You're starting to get serious."
"What's the point of being serious?"
Huai Shi angrily countered. He flicked the rolling pin into the air, and the Spear of Compassion in his hand stabbed forward. A vast, mournful hum sounded out as he stepped forward. The layers of rhythmic vibrations converged into one, and along with the tip of the spear, the Head Chef's bloated body exploded.
In an instant, a large hole had appeared, as if he had been struck by a giant cannon.
However, the Head Chef didn't seem to feel any pain at all. He laughed savagely as he reached out and grabbed Huai Shi by the neck. After lifting him up, he slammed him into the ground.
With a loud bang, the shadow of the raised rolling pin and the iron pot enveloped Huai Shi's face.
Smash!
In that instant, all distracting thoughts disappeared from Su Chen's mind.
All that was left was … escape!
The moment Huai Shi came to his senses, he felt the howling hurricane behind him, and the loud sound of the iron pot and the rolling pin hitting the ground.
He actually retreated dozens of meters away with one step.
It was like thunder.
No … it was thunder!
At this moment, on his hands, feet, and body, wisps of electric light kept rising, stimulating his body. He didn't hesitate to destroy his muscles and cells to stimulate all his hidden strength.
Just now, it was this sudden electric light that made Huai Shi's movement speed increase again, and he avoided the fatal blow.
It was the protection of Yun Zhongjun.
When Huai Shi looked back at Ying Fangzhou, he saw the old man's indifferent look. He just waved his hand and motioned for him to continue.
He could only continue.
When he looked at the furious Head Chef in front of him again, Huai Shi felt more confident. He clenched the sword and axe in his hands and faced the Head Chef head-on!
Then … he felt a sudden stabbing pain!
Achilles tendon, trapezius, semitendinosus …
His calves, shoulders, arms, and fingers felt like needles were pricking him. The pain caused by the electric light was sharp.
As Huai Shi's movements changed, the stabbing pain began to move. However, every place was an important joint and point of force, causing Huai Shi's movements to suddenly change. He was almost smashed into meat paste by the iron pot again.
What the hell?
Was this still a debuff?
But when he ran, the stabbing pain strangely disappeared without a trace.
He couldn't understand it at all. Was it to let him wander around and fight without facing the opponent head-on?
But the moment such a thought appeared in his mind, there was a sudden stabbing pain in his Achilles tendon and calves, causing him to stagger and stop abruptly on the spot, panting violently.
It seemed that … he understood a little.
"Purify, purify, purify. Why don't you understand?"
Ying Fangzhou's angry rebuke came from outside the Thunder Prison. "Huai Shi, how many times do you want me to say it? Why do you need so many messy tricks to deal with the enemy? "
He said, "One hit is enough."
"Then I have to have basic skills like yours!" Huai Shi retorted angrily. "That's not realistic at all."
"Why is it not realistic?"
Ying Fangzhou asked coldly, "Also, who said that … your basic skills are not enough now?"
At that moment, Huai Shi was stunned.
He forgot the burning pain in his feet and was almost cut in half by the giant bone-chopping knife. But in the fog that suddenly appeared in his mind, he seemed to have … grasped something again.
When he dodged and counterattacked again, the stabbing pain kept appearing all over his body like a ghost. This time, he finally realized the source of the stabbing pain.
It was not Ying Fangzhou's whip.
It was the side effect of Yun Zhongjun's blessing … a deliberate side effect!
Through the stimulation and overload of the electric current on the muscles, Huai Shi revealed the hidden dangers that he had not noticed.
At every moment, it was constantly changing.
Thanks to the deep integration of the Sublimator's body and soul, the time consumed by the transmission of nerve signals was completely negligible. And when the tactics and decisions emerged from the soul, Huai Shi's body naturally made preparations and responses.
Piercing? Slashing? Retreating? Attacking? Exchanging injury for injury? Or should he attack and wait for a good opportunity?
When countless responses emerged in his mind, it brought more options.
And the use of the muscles involved included the calf muscles, the upper arm, the forearm, the spine, the ten fingers, and the feet …
In a short span of time, at least four or five different plans appeared on his body, guiding every part of his body to make preparations. However, the requirements of each plan were completely different, causing them to conflict with each other. None of them were able to do their best, and each of their movements restrained each other in places that he could not detect …
If Elder Luo were here, he would definitely laugh at Huai Shi's slow comprehension.
The messy techniques and responses would only dazzle you. There were countless techniques and a list of Supreme that could fill up to seven to eight pages on an A4 paper. But in the end, that was just a backup plan …
Ten ways to deal with it was already too many!
As for the real solution, only one was enough!
Only after discarding all distracting thoughts and focusing on a pure attack could the real effect of the power be unleashed!
When he suddenly realized this flaw, Huai Shi's mind flashed a subtle understanding. He could not help but smile, and then he realized …
It was completely useless!
The stinging pain appeared on his body again, even more intense than before, causing him to dodge awkwardly.
"What are you doing, Huai Shi?!" Ying Fangzhou questioned angrily.
It was as if the master had already led the disciple through the door, but the annoying disciple began to repeatedly jump in front of the door.
He understood, but not completely. He went in, but not completely.
His graceful movements made his blood pressure soar, and he could not suppress his evil desire to hit someone.
"I can't do it!"
Huai Shi cried.
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