"In the eyes of I, Xiao Tian, everyone here … is trash."
He folded his arms over his chest, raised his chin, and looked down at the world.
White-haired Bu Fang's words rang through the whole place and lingered in everyone's ears, stunning them.
You, Mo Yan, Zhu Yan, and the others were completely dumbfounded.
"Is this … Is this really Owner Bu?"
"Is the Great Demon so … arrogant?"
The whole audience froze for a long time. The next moment, they burst into an uproar.
Everyone was boiling.
"This little chef from the Heaven Chief Realm is a little too arrogant! Does he think he's invincible just because he killed a Little Saint from the Vajra Realm?"
"Hahaha … He's really arrogant."
A long-haired woman from the Wandering Soul Realm, whose face was pale and bloodless, laughed sinisterly.
"He's strong, but he's too arrogant," said a Winged Man Valley expert gently. The Winged Man Valley expert said gently. From his tone, one could tell that he was sneering and laughing.
The Earth Prison experts also grinned.
"The little chef that Prison Overlord You Ji values is a little too arrogant. He took advantage of Yi Zhu's weakness after the end of the Explosive Body Transformation, and now he thinks he's invincible?"
Many experts from first-class small worlds smiled faintly.
They all felt a little disdainful of the arrogant Bu Fang at this moment.
It was true that Bu Fang had defeated Yi Zhu, but in their eyes, he had just taken advantage of Yi Zhu's weakness.
When Yi Zhu stepped into the state of Explosive Body Transformation, his strength and mental force would soar.
However, Explosive Body Transformation had a fatal drawback — once it ended, the body would fall into a state of great weakness.
Explosive Body Transformation was like stimulating the body with a special secret method. Although it was harmless to the body, it was inevitable that the body would be weakened.
And Bu Fang took advantage of Yi Zhu's weakness to strike.
That was why Yi Zhu was killed.
"I can't believe this boy really killed Yi Zhu … Killing a Little Saint with the strength of a half-step Saint does give him some capital to be arrogant!" Someone chuckled.
In the Vajra Realm …
The entire Vajra Region was extremely oppressive, as if it had sunk into a repressed explosion.
The Little Saint of the Vajra Region was killed by a half-step Saint from the Heaven Chief Region.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
Suddenly.
It was like an explosion after a long silence.
The entire Vajra Region was boiling.
There was a loud explosion, and a figure shot off into the distance, smashing a mountain into dust with a single punch!
"Yizhu! You died so miserably! "
…
Heaven Chief Realm.
No one had expected the outcome to be like this.
The Great Demon had killed a Little Saint with his half-step Saint strength …
In the final torture, they had only seen it through the light screen, but it was as if they had seen a terrifying demon king.
The miracle did not vanish. Everything went on.
The Great Demon was, after all, the Great Demon!
"So cool! Everyone here is trash … These words are simply domineering! "
"As expected of the Great Demon, you really dare to say it!"
"I'll be a hardcore fan of the Great Demon in this life! Anyone who insults the Great Demon, I'll fight him to the death! "
…
The Heaven Chief Region was in an uproar. The whole place was shrouded in celebration.
Mengqi did not know whether to laugh or cry.
When she saw Bu Fang's white hair, she understood that he should be the same as the red-haired Owner Bu and the black-haired Owner Bu …
Owner Bu liked to stir up trouble.
However, it was good that he won and was fine.
As for arrogance …
Did the Great Demon not have the right to be arrogant?
…
"What? Not convinced? "White-haired Bu Fang crossed his arms, glanced around, and grinned coldly.
"Come and fight if you can …"
However, white-haired Bu Fang's words were not over yet.
He stopped abruptly.
In the spirit sea …
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched.
He finally understood what the Golden Divine Dragon meant when he said that White Tiger was a lunatic.
What a f * cking lunatic.
If you're done, then so be it. Is there a need to provoke everyone?
There's no need for that.
Buzz …
A burst of light surged.
White Tiger's arrogant figure emerged.
"Huh? Why did you call me back? I, Howling, want to fight a hundred of them! "
White Tiger proudly raised its tiger head and said.
"Howling, don't make trouble."
Bu Fang said expressionlessly.
"You're attracting hatred for the host. What if you provoke someone and get beaten up when you sleep at night?"
The Golden Divine Dragon said seriously from afar.
"Maybe you'll be stripped naked, tied up with a big rock, and sunk to the bottom of the sea."
Vermilion Bird also chimed in.
Bu Fang was speechless.
How much did these Artifact Spirits want to kill him …
"Humph! What hatred? If they dare to come, I'll kill them all! I, Howling … am invincible! "
White Tiger Howling proudly raised his head, revealing his canine teeth.
Bam!
Suddenly …
White Tiger's head was gently knocked by Bu Fang.
White Tiger's eyes widened. With a howl, he glared at Bu Fang.
"Host, how dare you knock my head?!"
"Howling, howl."
Bu Fang said, his face expressionless.
"Howl!"
"Good boy," Bu Fang nodded in satisfaction.
Then, with a thought, he disappeared from his spirit sea.
The atmosphere was very awkward.
White Tiger's body stiffened, standing where he was.
In the distance, the Golden Divine Dragon and Vermilion Bird glared at White Tiger.
"What did I do just now?"
White Tiger glanced at the dragon and the bird, asking.
"You're very obedient …" the Golden Divine Dragon said.
"You didn't see anything. Otherwise … I, Howling, will kill you!"
White Tiger bared his teeth at the Golden Divine Dragon.
Then, with a flicker of his figure, he disappeared from where he was standing and hid in a corner.
"Tch. We're all Artifact Spirits. Who's afraid of whom? "The Golden Divine Dragon rolled his eyes.
…
Buzz …
In the arena …
Bu Fang opened his eyes. His sword pupils disappeared, and the energy on his body also dissipated.
His head of white hair instantly turned pitch-black again.
As soon as he returned to his body …
What surged into his ears was a tidal wave of angry roars.
Below the arena, people looked at him with righteous indignation.
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched.
That White Tiger … really made people hate him.
With his hands clasped behind his back, Bu Fang expressionlessly looked at the indignant people below the arena.
He said seriously, "If I said that wasn't me … would you believe me?"
Bu Fang's words quieted the audience.
A moment later, he was drowned by a tidal wave of angry curses.
Bu Fang shrugged helplessly.
In his heart, he didn't care.
So be it. With the Dried Pot in hand, he had nothing to fear.
Then, ignoring the crowd, he walked out of the arena with his hands clasped behind his back.
Commander Mo Yuan took a deep breath.
He fell to the ground and stopped in a deep pit in the arena.
In the deep pit, a figure fell down.
Commander Mo Yuan looked at Yi Zhu's blurry body and sucked in a breath of cold air.
"This …
It's too tragic. "
Commander Mo Yuan raised his head and glanced at the skinny figure who had left indifferently. His gaze became even more grave.
"This little chef is not simple …" he thought.
"The winner is … Bu Fang of the Heaven Chief Realm."
Commander Mo Yuan's voice rang out, suppressing the angry curses of the audience. Everyone fell silent.
Everyone was silent.
He won.
The half-step Saint of the Heaven Chief Realm had … won.
It was beyond everyone's expectations.
They had thought that the half-step Saint would die, and the hope of the Heaven Chief Realm would be extinguished.
However, the result was the tragic death of the Vajra Realm's Little Saint.
The moment Commander Mo Yuan announced the result, the Vajra Realm experts rushed into the arena.
They threw themselves on Yi Zhu's body and burst into tears.
In the distance …
Many experts from first-class small worlds also left one after another.
The battle was over, and there was nothing left to watch.
The battle reminded them that they could not be careless in the Netherworld's Tournament of the Great Path. Perhaps a half-step Saint had a trump card that could defeat the Little Saint.
They had to go all out against their enemies.
The Abyss expert wrapped in a blood-colored robe looked indifferently at the Vajra Realm expert, who was wailing on the arena.
"A bunch of trash! The Little Saint was killed by a half-step Saint. What a disgrace!
"Don't hold back when you meet them in the arena. These Vajra Realm trash are not qualified to live.
"By the way, pay attention to the situation in the inn tonight. If something happens, take advantage of the chaos and kill that chef on the spot."
The blood-robed Abyss expert said coldly.
After that …
The Abyss experts turned and left one after another.
"Today's competition is over. Tomorrow will be the second round of the preliminary round of the team competition. Ten small worlds will be selected to enter the semi-finals of the team competition … Contestants from small worlds, please prepare well."
Commander Mo Yuan rose to his feet and said.
His voice immediately spread and resounded through the whole arena.
"The semi-finals of the team competition will be canceled and will be held according to the new rules … Contestants from small worlds, please be mentally prepared."
Commander Mo Yuan said.
His words caused an uproar in the audience.
Everyone was horrified and somewhat surprised.
The semi-finals would be canceled?
What rules would be used?
The Netherworld's Tournament of the Great Path would be held according to Nether Prison's rules, so they were also curious about the semi-finals.
Then, everyone left with curiosity in their hearts.
Of course, they also wanted to vent their anger at Bu Fang's provocation.
Many Little Saint had secretly made up their minds that the next time they met Bu Fang in the arena, they would not hesitate to kill him.
Who asked him to be so arrogant!
As for Yi Zhu's death, many people thought that Bu Fang was too weak. No matter how talented a half-step Saint was, it was impossible for him to kill a Little Saint.
The main reason was that Yi Zhu was weak after the end of the Burst Mode. At that time, he was only comparable to a peak half-step Saint.
It was normal for him to be killed.
However, the other Little Saints would not do that!
Unlike the big-chested and brainless Vajra Realm experts, they had plenty of treasures and means.
Once they met him, they would definitely torture him until he wished he was dead!
Bu Fang and his companions returned to the inn.
"Owner Bu, should we hide tonight? What you said just now was cool, but … you've provoked public anger."
Zhu Yan hesitated for a moment and asked, looking at Bu Fang, who was about to return to his room.
He was really afraid that some experts would come to kill him in the middle of the night.
"Don't be afraid. Rest well and conserve your energy. You still have to train in the team competition tomorrow."
Bu Fang said.
After that, he took You into his room.
With a bang, he slammed the door shut.
Zhu Yan and the others looked at each other.
In the distance, the Vajra Realm experts looked over with great hatred.
Zhu Yan and the others shuddered and hurried back to their rooms.
Bu Fang closed the door.
Then, he took You into the Heaven and Earth Farmland.
Now he needed to think about tomorrow's dishes.
What should he do tomorrow?
Bu Fang did not think for too long. There were only so many dishes in the stall, and he already had an idea.
He chatted with the apprentices for a while in the farmland and taught them some skills.
Then, Bu Fang began to prepare the ingredients.
Finally, he left the farmland with a large pile of ingredients.
You stayed in the farmland, playing with Little Hu, Eighty, and the others.
Bu Fang returned to the inn, ready to have a good rest and prepare for tomorrow's team competition.
He knew that the team competition would be more difficult as the competition progressed.
The arena competition might be easier.
If it were any other competition mode, then there would be too many surprises.
In fact, Bu Fang was also a little curious about the mode of the semifinals.
He sat cross-legged on the bed.
Bu Fang closed his eyes. In his spirit sea, his mental force slowly rotated, forming a monstrous vortex.
His divine will spread out, nourishing his body and restoring his spirit, qi, and spirit.
Suddenly …
With his eyes closed, Bu Fang frowned slightly.
He opened his eyes.
He looked indifferently at the door of the room.
There was … no sound.
The next moment …
The door suddenly burst open!
There was a loud bang.
A terrible force of Qi and blood suddenly surged, pressing toward Bu Fang!
Wood chips flew.
Suddenly, there was a loud boom.
Suddenly, two wild and domineering figures rushed toward Bu Fang from outside the door.
"Damn reptile! Give me back Brother Yizhu's life! "
Boom!
Two Vajra Realm Little Saint's bodies were red, surging with killing intent as they approached Bu Fang!
Vengeance came so quickly.
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