Chapter 1247 - The Ultimate Boss, Bu Fang

Zhu Yan never thought that he would meet a Vajra Realm expert in his first individual match. Although the man was not the one who had beaten him up, it made no difference. They were both experts of the Vajra Realm.Mo Yan and Fang Yu had already turned deathly pale. They felt sad for Zhu Yan and were wondering if these people from the Vajra Realm were his bane. The bruises on his face had not disappeared, and now his opponent was from the Vajra Realm in the individual competition. The last time he was beaten, they were in the inn, so the Vajra Realm expert didn’t beat him too hard. However, they were in an arena now, so the burly man could beat him without the fear of being punished. Without a doubt, Zhu Yan’s fate this time would be even more miserable.

“What should we do?” Mo Yan asked anxiously.

Fang Yu was also at a loss. How could he know what they should do?

“Why don’t we inform the Great Demon King? Or maybe we ask Zhu Yan to withdraw from the match?” Fang Yu suggested.

It was a good idea to withdraw from the match, so Zhu Yan might not have to deal with the wrath of the Vajra Realm expert. However, would he choose to withdraw?

“I…” For a moment, Mo Yan didn’t know what to say. “Let’s ask him to withdraw… He’s no match for that Vajra Realm expert,” she said helplessly.

“Zhu Yan! Give up this match and withdraw now!” In the end, it was Mo Yan who shouted those words

That immediately caused a burst of laughter in the audience, while the other contestants from the Vajra Realm grinned and looked disdainfully at Mo Yan and Fang Yu.

“Little lizards from the Immortal Cooking Realm… What else do you know besides withdrawing?” said one of the Vajra Realm experts.

Zhu Yan’s face was very pale. The bruises on his face seemed to become very obvious at this moment. In fact, at some point, he almost had the impulse to give up. He knew he should act according to his capability. However, the sarcasm and disdainful remarks that came from all around him pierced his chest like steel needles, turning his face red.

He refused to give up like that. Although this was just the individual competition, he still represented the Immortal Cooking Realm. Should he disgrace the Immortal Cooking Realm? No! He could never do that!

“Giving up… No, I won’t do it!” His eyes gleamed with determination. Gritting his teeth, he let out a roar, and energy began to swirl around his body.

“You won’t give up? Brave, but very stupid.” Zhu Yan’s opponent grinned. His muscles suddenly bulged, and the energy and blood in his body seemed to be rocking. The next moment, he stomped the ground with a foot and disappeared like a phantom. By the time he appeared again, he was standing in front of Zhu Yan and had punched him hard in the stomach.

There was a look of disbelief in Zhu Yan’s eyes. Before he could react, the energy swirling around his body had been completely scattered by the punch. Time seemed to be at a standstill at this moment. He opened his mouth and coughed up blood, while his face twisted with pain.

“Isn’t it very uncomfortable? We experts in the Vajra Realm specialize in cultivating our fleshly bodies, so we know a lot about the structure of the human body. Once my strength enters your body, it can completely stimulate your pain nerves,” said the Vajra Realm contestant, whose eyes flashed with cruelty. “Next, you will feel so much pain that you wish you were dead…”

The burly man pulled out the fist that had crashed into Zhu Yan’s stomach. His bones began to crackle, and the next moment, he threw his fist upward and hit Zhu Yan on the chin, knocking him up into the sky with a boom.

“You’ve missed the best time to beg for mercy…” The Vajra Realm expert grinned hideously. His thumb pressed against his index finger and made a sharp click, then he threw out another punch.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

His arms kept lashing out like whips, smashing Zhu Yan on the body. The air rang with the latter’s miserable howl as his blood spilled in all directions.

“Hahaha!” The Vajra Realm experts were all laughing, and their eyes were full of wild enthusiasm. They just loved the feeling of abusing the weak and hearing the screams of their opponents under their mighty power!

Boom!

The group exploded.

The next moment, the Vajra Realm contestant jumped up, reached out a thick palm, and grabbed Zhu Yan’s arm. With a crack, Zhu Yan’s arm twisted at a weird angle. His bones had been crushed by his opponent like crispy cookies!

“Stop it!” Fang Yu and Mo Yan went as white as a sheet. They shivered as they watched the fight in the arena.

It was a bloody torture.

Even the referee was silent.

Crowds of spectators surrounded the arena. Some of them were excited, while others were silent. However, no one stepped forward to stop it. After all, it was a duel. When a contestant chose to stand in the arena, he or she was ready to face death. The Netherworld’s Tournament of the Great Path had never been a game that was safe to play.

…

In the square outside the Immortal Kitchen Pavilion, the lively crowd fell into a dead silence at this moment. Looking at Zhu Yan, who was being tortured on the light screen, they felt a rush of anger in their chests.

The head of the Zhu Family trembled all over and his eyes were bloodshot. The one who was being tortured in the light screen, the one whose bones were crushed, was the most promising junior of the Zhu Family! It made him explode with rage to see Zhu Yan being abused, and yet there was nothing he could do!

After a brief silence, everyone in the square was boiling. They were outraged, but there was nothing they could do now. They realized at that moment that not everyone was the Great Demon King. Bu Fang was nothing but a miracle. They also realized that the world outside the Immortal Cooking Realm was not a paradise, but a brutal battlefield.

Zhu Yan fell into the arena with a thud, his limbs twisted at weird angles. His face had lost all color, and all his bones had been crushed by the Vajra Realm expert. He looked very miserable.

When Mo Yan saw that, she put a hand over her mouth and burst into tears, her whole body shaking. Fang Yu, on the other hand, clenched his fists tightly and roared in a low voice.

“The winner for the match is Er Zhu from the Vajra Realm,” the referee announced with a straight face.

“Bah!” The Vajra Realm contestant, Er Zhu, spat. “You look more like a lizard now. Don’t worry, all of you will end up like him. Don’t think that the Abyss is the only one after you, we from the Vajra Realm are also after you! Soon it will be your turn!” He burst out laughing, his bones making cracking sounds as he slowly walked out of the arena.

The referee in the arena, who was an Earth Prison Commander, was silent. It was not a coincidence that Zhu Yan met a Vajra Realm expert in this match. Er Zhu had secretly swapped places with his original opponent.

The Vajra Realm contestants would not let the Immortal Cooking Realm enter the second round. They were going to crush every member of the team in the first round. In fact, their main target was the chef who showed extraordinary fighting capacity in the team competition yesterday.

The Immortal Cooking Realm was going to suffer.

Many people around the arena sighed under their breaths.

“Poor Immortal Cooking Realm…”

“The weak will suffer the strong’s endless torture. This is the cruel law of survival.”

“Since they’ve participated in the Netherworld’s Tournament of the Great Path, they naturally have to face these…”

…

Looking at Zhu Yan, who lay sprawled like a dead dog in the arena, the Abyss experts clad in blood-colored robes sneered and turned away. Weaklings like Zhu Yan were not their targets. Their target was the expressionless chef. If they could, they would break every bone in the chef’s body and throw him to the ground like a dead dog. However, they were different from the Vajra Realm contestants. They wouldn’t show mercy. They would use their weapons to pierce the bodies of these immortal chefs from the Immortal Cooking Realm and taste their blood.

…

Fang Fang Little Stall’s business was as booming as ever. The line in front of it was getting longer and longer, while slurping sounds filled the air around it. Many people squatted on the side of the streets with porcelain bowls in their hands and sipped at the delicious soup. In contrast to the brutality in the arena, the atmosphere here was quite joyful.

Compared with other flavors, soup with Abyssal Chili Sauce was more popular. Most customers chose the spicy soup. They were deeply fascinated by its red hue, which moistened their lips and numbed their mouths.

After finishing their food, many people would run to the end of the queue and order again. There were even people who ate while queuing up. When it was their turn, they had finished eating and could fill their bowls with ten more skewers.

The satisfaction had deeply intoxicated them.

The contestants who could take part in the tournament were all geniuses from different small worlds. Immortal Crystals and Nether Crystals meant nothing to them. In their opinion, a bowl of boiled shish kebabs sold for a hundred Immortal Crystals was a bargain.

Xuanyuan Xiahui realized that he was wrong again. He thought yesterday’s teppanyaki was already a scary money-grubber, but when he saw the popularity of boiled shish kebabs, he found that he was terribly wrong. The kebab was an even greater money-grubber than teppanyaki!

Bu Fang was also very satisfied because he had made a lot of money. He felt that he would soon accumulate enough turnover to take part in the Little Saint examination. Once he passed it, he would instantly become a Little Saint. He didn’t have to break through the bottleneck between the half-step Saint realm and the Little Saint realm that all the others had to face.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps. He stopped cooking immediately, looked up, and saw three figures running toward him, accompanied by a very strong smell of blood.

He furrowed his brows. “What’s the matter?”

Mo Yan ran toward him with tears all over her face, while Fang Yu was carrying a man behind his back. The man was covered in blood. His breathing was weak, and he was almost on the verge of death. The people who were queuing up broke out in an uproar and parted to give them a way. The monk, Fa Wu, frowned at them, his lips shining with oil.

“Great Demon King… Help Zhu Yan. He’s dying!” Mo Yan said sadly, covering her mouth with one hand.

Frowning, Bu Fang glanced at her. He then picked up a bowl, filled it with the Spring of Life, and grabbed a few skewers of immortal herbs. Carrying the bowl of steaming boiled kebabs, he walked over to Fang Yu. He had seen Zhu Yan—the boy looked very miserable.

Behind Fang Yu and Mo Yan, the crowd followed. The guy who grabbed a projection array spirit talisman also followed them all the way to transmit the scene to the other small worlds. When he saw Bu Fang’s stall, the scene of people enjoying bowls of boiled shish kebabs immediately showed up on the light screens in the other worlds.

Everyone who was eating gave the spirit talisman a blank look. Fa Wu froze in place, then quickly wiped the oil off his lips with a hand and said, “Amitabha! Owner Bu’s fire mushrooms taste marvelous!”

The Immortal Cooking Realm was already boiling.

“The Great Demon King is running a stall near the arena?! And there are so many people waiting in line? This… He really deserves to be the Great Demon King! That’s amazing!”

Of course, most people were still focused on Zhu Yan. The image on the light screen switched back to him, and his miserable appearance made them gasp.

“What happened to him?” Bu Fang asked with a straight face. Although Zhu Yan, Mo Yan, and Fang Yu were a little cocky, he would not go back on his promise to Realm Lord Di Tai that he would take good care of these little ones.

Mo Yan told Bu Fang the threat of the Vajra Realm expert in a crying voice.

Bu Fang frowned. ‘Targeting the Immortal Cooking Realm contestants? They have gone too far…’

He didn’t say anything, though. He handed Mo Yan the bowl of boiled shish kebabs and asked her to feed Zhu Yan.

With Mo Yan’s help, Zhu Yan soon finished the bowl of boiled shish kebabs soaked in the Spring of Life. His aura, which was dying, gradually became stronger and more stable, and his broken bones were slowly mending.

“They’re going to break all the bones of the Immortal Cooking Realm contestants… It seems their temper is very bad.” Bu Fang slowly rolled down his sleeves, and his calm eyes began to flash with anger.

“The next match is between number one thousand and three hundred, Bu Fang from the Immortal Cooking Realm, and number six hundred and thirty-one, San Zhu from the Vajra Realm! Contestants, please come to arena number three at once!” Commander Mo Yuan’s cold voice came from the direction of the arenas.

The whole square broke out in an uproar, and everyone gasped.

“The Vajra Realm contestants are really at odds with the Immortal Cooking Realm!”

“Another chef from the Immortal Cooking Realm is going to have his bones crushed…”