Commander Mo Yuan's voice came from afar, causing an uproar in the audience.
Many people's gazes fell on Bu Fang, and they felt a little strange.
It was Bu Fang's turn to fight.
Yesterday, Bu Fang's performance shocked everyone. No one thought that the Heaven Chief Realm also had a half-step Saint.
He had single-handedly turned the tables, swept the Blackwind Continent, won the team competition, and led the Immortal Cooking Realm to the next round.
Now, it was Bu Fang's turn again.
This time, it was no longer a team competition, but an individual competition. Moreover, Bu Fang's opponent was not a third-class small world like the Blackwind Continent, but an expert from a first-class small world like the Vajra Realm.
The classification of small worlds was recently proposed with the holding of the Netherworld's Tournament of the Great Path.
Small worlds were divided into third-class, second-class, and first-class.
First-class small worlds were also divided into overlord-class small worlds.
The Blackwind Continent didn't even have a single Minor Saint. It couldn't even be considered as a second-class small world. It could only be considered as a third-class small world.
The Heaven Chief Realm was also rated as a third-class small world. It was originally at the bottom, but because of the appearance of Bu Fang, its ranking had risen a lot.
However, even so, it still did not become a second-class small world.
After all, without a Little Saint, it could only be called a third-class small world.
As for a first-class small world, it was a small world with at least three Little Saints.
The Vajra Realm, the West Little Buddhism Realm, the Winged Man Valley, the Wandering Soul Realm, and so on were all classified as first-class small worlds.
There was only one overlord-class small world, and that was Nether Prison.
It was strong enough to be called an overlord-class small world, and it did not even need to fight in the preliminary round of the team competition.
It was beyond everyone's expectation that Bu Fang was a half-step Saint.
However, he was only a half-step Saint.
A half-step Saint was not very strong.
However, he was the hope of the Heaven Chief Realm.
However, this time, this hope might soon be shattered.
The Vajra Region had its eyes on the Heaven Chief Realm, and the Abyss had its eyes on the Heaven Chief Realm. Being targeted by these two domineering realms, unless one gave up early, one would eventually be met with disaster.
"Bu Fang … why don't we give up?"
Mo Yan's body was trembling.
She didn't even choose to call him Bu Fang, The Great Demon. Instead, she just called him by his name. She was really afraid that something would happen to Bu Fang.
After all, the people from the Vajra Region were up to no good.
If even the Great Demon King's bones were crushed, the Immortal Cooking Realm would become the laughing stock of all the other realms.
Fang Yu clenched his teeth and was about to speak.
However, before he could open his mouth, he was stopped by Xuanyuan Xiahui.
"Hmm?"
Fang Yu cast a puzzled look at Xuanyuan Xiahui.
"Believe in Owner Bu … The people from the Vajra Region will pay for what they have done."
Xuanyuan Xiahui said with a cold look in her eyes.
He had seen Zhu Yan's miserable condition.
Although he didn't get along with Zhu Yan, now that they were outside, he was considered one of them. When he saw one of them being bullied, he couldn't help but feel an unspeakable anger surging in his chest.
"But …"
Fang Yu opened his mouth and wanted to say something.
"That's enough. You don't have to say anything.
I know what I'm doing, "Bu Fang said indifferently, glancing at Fang Yu.
Then, Bu Fang turned to look at the surrounding diners, who were holding porcelain bowls and looking confused.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry, but I have to suspend business again. I'll be back after the competition.
This time, it will be quick, "Bu Fang said.
The diners nodded hurriedly.
You're the chef, so you have the final say.
Even if they didn't let Bu Fang go, would Bu Fang listen to them?
Of course not.
Besides, they also wanted to see if Owner Bu could continue to counterattack this time.
A counterattack was always the most exciting.
"Amitabha, Owner Bu, go in peace. This poor monk will give you spiritual encouragement."
Fa Wu said in a peaceful tone.
Bu Fang glanced at him and twitched the corner of his mouth.
'This meat-eating monk hasn't even wiped the oil from the corners of his mouth.
"Nethery, look after the stall. I'll be back soon. Also, I'll find a place to stay."
I'll find a place to stay, "Bu Fang said.
You's eyes lit up.
'Let me look after the stall?'
"Okay, go ahead."
You nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
Xuanyuan Xiahui paused. 'I don't need to look after the stall this time?'
But on second thought, he felt relieved. After all, it was a small hotpot, and it didn't matter if the chef left for a while.
He also wanted to see Owner Bu's strength.
"You two take care of him."
Bu Fang glanced at Fang Yu and Mo Yan, then flicked his Vermilion Robe, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked toward the distance.
Bu Fang took a step forward.
Immediately, the crowd began to move.
Behind Bu Fang, a group of people held porcelain bowls in their hands and ate skewers.
The steaming hot skewers filled the sky.
It was as if a dark cloud was sweeping over.
The Earth Prison expert in charge of the projection formation sucked in a deep breath, shocked by the scene before him.
'Dammit …'
When he saw the scene, he thought it was a Nether Prison almighty expert who had come out.
But it turned out that it was only a half-step Saint from the Heaven Chief Realm, a third-class small world.
He had to admit that this chef was very cool!
With his hands clasped behind his back, Bu Fang walked toward arena number three.
The people surrounding the arena were startled when they saw Bu Fang and his group approaching in a menacing manner.
In the arena, the corner of Commander Mo Yuan's mouth twitched.
'Did this chef bring a group of foodies here to hold the fort?'
The Vajra Realm expert's nostrils flared, and his forehead was covered with black lines.
When he saw this group of foodies, he remembered that unforgettable night, and he was so angry!
"Dammit! San Zhu, kill this guy for me! Break every bone in this chef's body inch by inch! Make him f * cking arrogant again! "
The captain of the Vajra Region, the expert who was beaten up yesterday, was so angry that his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. He opened his mouth and roared.
"Oh?"
Behind Bu Fang …
The group of foodies turned their eyes and fixed on the Vajra Realm leader. Each of them opened their mouth, picked up a skewer, and stuffed it into their mouths.
Then, they took a bite.
The Vajra Realm expert felt a chill run through him, and he covered his chest warily.
Bu Fang breathed a sigh of relief and stepped into the arena unhurriedly.
Commander Mo Yuan was already standing in the middle of the arena.
Beside Commander Mo Yuan was another powerhouse from the Vajra Region — San Zhu.
San Zhu's strength was not very strong, but he was a peak half-step Saint, the kind that could break through at any time.
Vajra Realm experts mainly cultivated their fleshly bodies, which were as hard as a rock.
Standing at 2.5 meters tall, San Zhu looked like a small giant in the arena, giving people a strong visual impact.
The muscles on his body bulged, and the muscles on his chest became even firmer.
"You finally dare to come … I spent a lot of money to switch places with your opponent!"
San Zhu grinned, and the corner of his mouth curved into a grin.
Commander Mo Yuan glanced at San Zhu. Although this kind of practice was not allowed, he and the others were too lazy to look into it.
After all, this was how cruel the competition was.
The further it went, the crueler it became!
Crack, crack, crack …
San Zhu's eyes glowed with excitement. His latissimus muscles trembled, and his aura exploded out.
His Qi and blood exploded like a dragon, burning fiercely like a furnace.
"Prepare to die! That teammate of yours … is really pitiful. "
San Zhu said.
Then, he burst out laughing, his eyes bursting with fierceness.
In the Heaven Chief Realm …
Everyone who heard San Zhu's words was filled with righteous indignation and anger.
"The Great Demon! Kill him! "
"He's too arrogant! Does he really think there's no one in the Heaven Chief Realm who can defeat him?! "
"It's so hard … I can't wait to fight him myself!"
…
The experts of the Heaven Chief Realm all clenched their fists, wishing they could fight San Zhu personally.
The Vajra Realm experts were too arrogant!
The Vajra Realm experts, on the other hand, were in a different situation.
"Kill them! Trash Heaven Chief Realm! A third-class small world that looks like a reptile! "
"Clamp Xiao Bai's face with your big chest muscles! Kill San Zhu! "
"The Vajra Realm is … invincible!"
The cultivators of the Vajra Region howled one after another. They were extremely excited as they stared at the light screen and kept roaring.
…
The smell of gunpowder filled the air at this moment, passing through the light screen and spreading between the two realms.
At this moment, many people were paying close attention to this match.
The number of spectators around the third arena was much more than those in the other arenas.
Even the spectators from the other arenas had come to the third arena.
The Abyss experts, clad in black robes, fixed their eyes on Bu Fang.
On one side of the arena …
Several pale-faced experts, who were shrouded in an aura of death, were also staring at the arena.
They were experts from the Wandering Soul Realm.
The experts from the Winged Man Valley, wearing white masks and white robes, with their wings folded behind their backs, looked incomparably holy. They were also watching the arena.
The Earth Prison team's experts were also staring at the arena.
Each of the monks in the West Little Buddhism Realm had a bowl of shish kebabs in their hands and were enjoying the food.
Commander Mo Yuan glanced at Bu Fang, then at San Zhu, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.
"Are you ready?
This is the Netherworld's Tournament of the Great Path.
The individual competition begins now. "
Commander Mo Yuan's voice rang out.
Then, his figure suddenly disappeared from where he was standing. He turned into a stream of light and suddenly shot out. As if he had teleported, he disappeared from the center of the arena.
He left the arena to Bu Fang and San Zhu!
"It's begun …"
Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and their eyes narrowed.
Could this chef from the Heaven Chief Realm, who had created miracles, still create a miracle in this individual competition against an expert from a first-class small world?
Although his opponent was also a half-step Saint, he was, after all, a half-step Saint from the Vajra Realm.
A half-step Saint from the Vajra Region could also sweep away the three half-step Saints from the Blackwind Continent …
This was the gap in strength!
"My iron fist can't wait any longer!"
Boom!
The moment Commander Mo Yuan disappeared …
San Zhu's aura changed abruptly.
Golden light began to swirl around his body!
The ground cracked.
San Zhu's figure sped toward Bu Fang like a stream of light.
He raised his fist, which was surrounded by terrible energy.
Each wisp of golden energy weighed more than ten thousand kilograms and seemed to crush the void.
"Die!"
He threw a punch.
The void seemed to be on the verge of collapsing.
A gust of wind blew.
The two-and-a-half-meter-tall man rushed toward Bu Fang, bringing with him tremendous pressure.
In the crowd …
Mo Yan and Fang Yu supported Zhu Yan, whose aura was weak, and stared at the arena with pale faces.
The Vajra Realm expert was too … strong!
Back then, Zhu Yan was also … crippled in the same way.
Could the Great Demon … withstand it?
At this moment, everyone held their breaths as they stared fixedly at the scene on the stage.
Boom!
A loud explosion rang out.
A blast spread like ripples, stirring up a gust of wind!
The roars in the arena stopped abruptly.
Everyone's pupils constricted as they stared incredulously at the scene in the arena.
Over there, San Zhu's punch was blocked.
The sleeves of Bu Fang's Vermilion Robe fluttered slightly.
The wind rustled.
Bu Fang slowly raised his bandaged arm and grabbed San Zhu's hammer-like fist, making it difficult for the latter's fist to move forward.
San Zhu took a deep breath, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"You …"
However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Bu Fang.
"Were you the one who crushed Zhu Yan's bones?"
Bu Fang asked with a straight face.
"Huh?"
San Zhu froze.
"It wasn't me! But … I'm also going to break all your bones! I'll beat you like a dead dog!
"Your paralyzed face … really infuriates me!"
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched slightly. 'Did my paralyzed face offend you?!'
"Oh, I've mistaken you for someone else. But … you're both big-breasted and brainless."
As soon as he finished speaking …
Bu Fang's aura suddenly soared. His divine will spread and hit San Zhu's body.
San Zhu's eyes suddenly widened, and he roared!
"That's my pectoral muscles! Die! "
The golden light exploded.
San Zhu's aura kept rising! He was like a mad demon coming to the world! His blood and energy soared!
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