Inugi lowered his eyes, sighing silently.
But right beside Huai Shi, a roar sounded out.
"So you do have ulterior motives, you sneaky person!" The tall and sturdy warrior stood up, a blazing Origin Substance fluctuation turned into a faint flame, enveloping his entire body.
He angrily stared at the seemingly innocent Kaori Hime in front of him, widening his eyes, not allowing her any chance to speak, "Questions and answers are useless, let me, Inugi Yoshi, measure whether or not you have the capacity to match your ambition!"
Huai Shi could not help but want to sigh.
So, can you people of Ying Zhou not be so chuunibyou … … can you speak properly?
And Inugi Yoshi had already raised his hand that had turned into black iron, pulling towards her.
Boom!
The entire room suddenly shook.
A hurricane swept through.
The long sleeves instantly shattered, revealing an iron colored arm underneath, the veins bulging, the exaggerated muscles exploding with enough power to destroy iron walls.
This was the inheritance from the 60th generation Tengu Yokozuna, after thousands of practice, it was an incomparably pure skill.
Chuumo Sumo!
— — Out!
The tea in the tea tray flew up, falling back into the cup, only leaving behind ripples.
And Inugi Yoshi's movements, stiffened in place.
Because in the same place, the kneeling Kaori Hime raised a finger.
Casually, she pushed it upwards.
The sound of steel colliding exploded.
The mechanical hand hidden under the glove shook slightly, but did not have the slightest bit of resistance, easily blocking Inugi Yoshi's explosive power.
Only the tea beside her slightly rippled.
But … … that was all.
Inugi Yoshi's face was ashen, gradually turning red, but no matter how much strength he exerted, the strength that he was so proud of was unable to move this damned woman even an inch from her original position.
Even, it was slowly pushed up.
Little by little.
Huai Shi raised his eyes, looking at the ashamed and humiliated face, expressionless.
This was purely the drummer's advanced citation.
It seemed to be played down, but in reality, the number of fingers and strength were not absolutely related … …
"Enough, Yoshi."
Quan Jiang raised his eyes and looked over, telling him, "You are not her opponent … Moreover, isn't this all in accordance with the rules?"
Inugawa Yoshi did not say anything. In his silence, he pulled back his hand and moved back to Inugawa Yoshi's side.
Huai Shi didn't counterattack or rush to give him a beating. Instead, he raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him.
She waited for his reply.
Until Quan Jiang sighed.
"Since Miss Shinichi said so, then from now on, this old man will register your name on the official list …" He stared at the girl beside Huai Shi and asked softly: "What does this mean, do you understand?"
"Starting from five minutes later, you will be the enemy of all your loved ones."
Quan Jiang said in a deep voice, "No matter if it is your uncle, your brother, or your sisters, they have always been kind and reserved. But when the time comes, they will not let you live or die on your own.
Instead, they will treat you as an opponent and look for your every weakness. Then they will use all means to defeat you, until you fall into the abyss, without any possibility of turning back.
No matter what agreement you have with Hu Po, it is not a strategy that you can sit back and relax. When necessary, I may even give up on justice and suppress you.
Unless you are above everyone else, you will be trampled under their feet. Shinichi, the current Rijian family is such a cruel place.
Are you sure you want to come back? "
In the silence, Shinichi's eyes trembled slightly. After a long time, she nodded.
Her fingers that were grabbing Huai Shi's clothes were so nervous that they turned white, but she was still holding on.
"Very good."
Not knowing if it was praise or mockery, Quan Jiang nodded, "As an elder of the Rijian family, I announce that from now on, you are also a candidate for the next head of the Rijian family. Shinichi, I hope you will not regret it.
As the weakest one, your first battle will be tonight. I hope what awaits you at that time will not be a tragedy. "
He held his knees and slowly got up. Finally, he nodded to the little girl in front of him and turned to leave.
But before he went out, he heard a voice behind him.
It was Shinichi.
"Mr. Quan Jiang."
The girl knelt down and bowed to the old man's back. She lowered her head and said goodbye softly: "All this time, my mother and I have troubled you and Uncle Jiaoshan to take care of us. “
"… It's just my duty."
The old man's footsteps paused for a moment, then he pushed the door open and left.
In the following time, no one came to disturb them.
After moving to an independent courtyard, they didn't even have any servants.
The large courtyard was cold and cheerless. It felt like the treatment was much worse than before. But in fact, for a candidate, this was the environment that they really needed.
From the moment Shinichi nodded, anyone who dared to enter her residence was her enemy. In other words, even if Quan Jiang walked into this courtyard and was killed by Huai Shi, no one could say anything.
In the following days, except for the necessary appearance at lunch, they would spend most of their time here.
For dinner, Huai Shi didn't have to do anything. The girl from the countryside showed off the cooking skills that she learned at the place where she worked.
Although he wanted to praise her, but a certain someone who was spoiled by Fang Shu felt that it was ordinary no matter how he ate.
The ramen took a bit too long to cook. Because of the limited time, it wasn't very good. For tamako-yaki, the egg wasn't stirred long enough. The ratio of the fried dumpling fillings wasn't very accurate …
Of course, there was no need to say such things that would spoil the mood.
Eating was still eating, wasn't it?
Huai Shi used to eat vermicelli for every meal.
But after the Cooking Demon got used to it, he still wanted to eat something with a little kick …
With a faint expectation, Huai Shi calmly leaned on the sofa and watched the variety show in Yingzhou, waiting quietly. Shinichi, who was originally very brave, was getting more and more nervous.
As time went by, the night gradually deepened.
— — The first Cooking Demon battle was about to begin.
.
.
Because it wasn't an official competition of the Cooking Demon Competition, it was absolutely impossible to allow dangerous people to appear in the current realm. Therefore, those strange judges wouldn't appear.
The judges were the contestants of both sides.
Simply put, they would cook for each other and eat.
Until one of them couldn't eat anymore.
Either they would die from eating, or they would get sick from eating, or they couldn't take it anymore …
Through their own works, they would show the essence of the abyss. If they couldn't take the other's work, they could only admit defeat.
The battle between the Cooking Demons was that simple.
Occasionally, there would be a situation where both sides would perish together, but this kind of situation was rare. Even if they did perish together, they would just perish together. Luck was also a part of the competition. If you didn't like it, don't play.
How to put more evil in the creation, how to add the essence of corruption in the cooking, and how to digest the opponent's evil … Every part of the competition tested the strength and adaptability of the participating Cooking Demons.
Under the deep night, a maid wearing a white beat mask led the way. All the way down, she led Huai Shi and Shinichi into the underground space under the Rijian Family's manor.
It was spacious and huge, with a dome made of iron.
Behind the grandstand that extended from the highest point, a few blurry figures could be vaguely seen. However, their appearances and faces couldn't be distinguished, and they didn't make any sound.
They just whispered to each other through the curtain.
What attracted the most attention was the audience on both sides of the arena.
It wasn't as exaggerated as having no empty seats. This kind of thing couldn't be announced to the whole realm.
Only the other candidates and their Culinary Demon representatives were here. When Huai Shi raised her head, she immediately noticed a burly man with an earpiece standing at the back of the room, in the shadows where the lights couldn't reach.
His body was covered in messy tattoos, and his body was as huge as a shedding bear. He sat on two chairs with his buttocks, and his arms were crossed as he looked at Huai Shi.
When Huai Shi turned around to look at him, he whistled and gestured cheerfully.
"Long time no see."
Huai Shi looked away and ignored him. He found a seat in the empty arena with Makoto and sat down.
Makoto was far enough away from the other contestants, but he could still see their expressions.
Other than Hu Po, who didn't even look at Makoto, most of them were indifferent. They didn't look at her with disdain or anger. Instead, some of them were looking at the mixed-race girl who came all the way from the border to compete with them for the position of the head of the house.
[Don't be afraid. Just think of it as an audience at a cooking show. Don't smile too brightly when the camera shows you.]
Huai Shi patted her shoulder and comforted her. After thinking for a while, he pulled out the disguised Lord of the Flies and put it in her hand.
[If someone tries to approach after I go down later, you can just shoot them. It has a lock, so you don't have to worry about missing.]
Makoto was stunned. She looked down at the gun in her hand, feeling as if she was holding a hot potato.
"Do I have to do this?"
[For your safety, it's best.]
[Don't show that I'm scared. Learn from your relatives. If you don't know what to do, just keep a straight face.]
[If you don't want to hold it, just put it aside. The point isn't whether you dare to shoot, but whether they see it or not —]
Huai Shi reached out and changed Lord of the Flies' gear to trial mode.
A cold aura spread out from the barrel of the gun. It was thin but sharp, and it stung all the eyes that dared to peek. Those sneaky eyes quickly retreated.
Makoto followed Huai Shi's instructions and casually put the gun on the chair next to her.
Makoto, who was still scared, quickly adapted to the atmosphere in the arena and calmed down.
Or at least, she pretended to be calm.
Even with her qualities, it was impossible for her to maintain vigilance at all times and be on guard against attacks. However, she could at least pretend to be calm in the face of danger.
She couldn't react in time anyway …
The rest was Huai Shi's problem.
When the bell rang, he walked into the arena and waited for his opponent.
Until there was a strange sound in the tunnel opposite him.
It sounded like there was some sticky liquid flowing in the pipe …
A figure shrouded in darkness slowly appeared.
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