Chapter 1287 - Good Night, Gentlemen

The skeleton’s bones rattled, while the ghostly fire in its eyes flickered violently. The next moment, it opened its mouth and thrust its golden spear at Bu fang’s head. It wanted to kill him!

The audience watching the light screen was already in an uproar. They were completely shocked.

“What the hell is going on here? The little chef’s hair f*cking changed color again, and this time it turned green? What the f*ck? Green? Such an exotic color? What strange character will he become this time?”

They were used to the fact that Bu Fang’s hair would change color at some times, but he had changed into too many colors! At first, it was black, then blond. It had also turned white, then red. And now, it turned dark green…

“Is this little chef going to make his hair into a rainbow? Would rainbow-colored hair make him invincible?!”

Many people, however, were still worried because the skeleton had just knocked a Prison Overlord away with one strike. This level of strength was too horrible. Could this little chef defend himself against it? Or could the little chef with dark-green hair stop it?

The golden spear flew straight toward Bu Fang’s head, trying to pierce him. Its power was so terrible that even the void seemed to be torn apart by it!

In the distance, You Ji and Jin Jiao’s pupils constricted. Was Bu Fang going to be killed?

Standing on a tree branch with a grass circlet on his head, the Winged Man Valley expert watched with great interest as his eyes gleamed.

“Is the battle about to… end? It’s kind of boring. However, it’s not the young man’s fault. The skeleton and the shadow are too strong. Even if I want to defeat them, it will take some skill and effort.”

Two inches, one inch…

Green-haired Bu Fang was calm. He looked as if he would have stood still before a landslide. Then, under the attention of countless people in front of the light screens and under the skeleton’s monstrous killing intent, he slowly opened his mouth.

“He opened his mouth? What lethal technique will he use this time?”

Everyone held their breath. They had already figured out Bu Fang’s pattern. Whenever this fellow changed the color of his hair, he would use different kinds of amazing tricks. For example, when his hair turned white, his attitude turned cocky, and he could beat a Little Saint to death even when he was just a half-step Saint. Now, he was opening his mouth… What kind of trick would he use this time?

“Ah…”

Green-haired Bu Fang’s mouth opened wider and wider. Then, with all eyes upon him, he uttered a lazy yawn. Even then, the skeleton’s spear thrust at him and poked a huge hole in the void, where turbulence churned violently.

“What the hell?! Ah… What is that?!”

All the people who waited for Bu Fang to pull his stunt were dumbstruck.

“So many people have been f*cking waiting for the killing strike he’s been brewing for so long, and all he did is yawn?! And… where did he go after yawning?!”

There was a loud rumble, and everyone was stunned.

Even the skeleton, who was hovering in midair and holding the spear, looked confused. Its pale-blue ghostly fire twitched in its eye sockets.

Where did Bu Fang go? Everyone was wondering. Even the projection array seemed to have a hard time finding him, showing the same scene on the light screens for a long time. Then, it finally found him.

There was a huge pit in the ground, and green-haired Bu Fang was lying inside.

“Ah…”

With all eyes on him, he opened his mouth again and yawned leisurely.

The corner of Jin Jiao’s mouth twitched, while You Ji was speechless. The figure in the black mist snorted, and the Winged Man Valley expert in the distance widened his eyes and looked on curiously, wondering what kind of trick was this.

After yawning, Bu Fang seemed to feel that he could not go on like this, so he climbed slowly out of the pit. His body swayed as he walked unsteadily, looking as if he would fall at any time. His appearance made everyone think that he would probably fall asleep the next second.

The skeleton held the spear with the ghostly fire twitching in its eye sockets. A few moments later, it locked onto Bu Fang again and threw the spear at him. With a sharp whistling sound, the golden spear shot out like lightning, flying so fast that there seemed to be a fire burning on its tip.

RUMBLE!

Finally, amid the dazzling light and deafening explosion, the spear completely devoured green-haired Bu Fang.

“Is… Is the little chef dead?”

The audience staring at the light screens was stunned. Looking at the ground covered by the dazzling light and explosion, they didn’t know what to say.

After a long time, the smoke and dust finally cleared, and the skeleton also landed on the ground. Its armor kept clanging as it walked slowly toward Bu Fang.

All of a sudden, the ghostly fire in its eye twitched, for it saw another deep pit in the original one. Green-haired Bu Fang was lying on his back with his arms and legs spread out. The golden spear was standing just one inch from the side of his head and was still shaking.

A steady snoring sound rang out from Bu Fang’s nose, causing the audience to gasp and exclaim.

“What? He’s fine? I can’t believe he’s unscathed after suffering such a powerful attack! And he’s even sleeping…”

“This little chef is going to defy heaven! Also, is he possessed by the Sleeping God?!”

“You can’t sleep now! Wake up and fight!”

All the people were shouting in their hearts!

As if hearing their shouts, green-haired Bu Fang staggered to his feet, then opened his mouth again and yawned.

Meanwhile, the people in front of the light screens also opened their mouths and yawned, as if they had been infected by him. Some people even had tears at the corners of their eyes.

“Dammit… Why is his yawn so contagious?!”

The skeleton seemed furious, and it opened its mouth and uttered in a strange voice, “Die…” The next moment, the ground under its feet exploded, while its body shot forward. At the same time, it threw its skeletal fist at Bu Fang’s head, intending to smash it.

“After living for so many years, this old turtle had seen everything in the world… Fighting and killing are boring. Nothing but sleep is the best thing in the world.” Green-haired Bu Fang finally spoke, and his voice seemed to have turned much older. After that, he yawned again.

Everyone in front of the light screen yawned with him. The audience didn’t know whether to laugh or weep. This was supposed to be a serious fight!

Suddenly, a loud rumble rang out like a thunderclap, startling everyone who felt a little sleepy. Only then did they recall that Bu Fang was in a fight.

A wok appeared and hovered in front of green-haired Bu Fang. It was the Black Turtle Constellation Wok.

The skeleton’s fist struck the wok, but it failed to break it. That put a confused look on its face.

Bu Fang put his hands behind his back, yawned, looked at the skeleton with a pair of weary eyes, and said, “This old turtle will remember you… Do you want to sleep too?” After that, he lay flat on his back, his arms and legs outstretched.

The skeleton fell silent, and the audience watching through the light screen was speechless.

‘Why are you sleeping now, motherf*cker? Get up and fight!’ Everyone was screaming inside.

“Good night, little skeleton,” green-haired Bu Fang said faintly. Then, he began to snore.

With a whirring sound, the Black Turtle Constellation Wok suddenly soared into the sky. The next moment, it expanded in midair and turned as huge as a mountain, then fell to the ground with a crash and covered Bu Fang like a huge metal turtle shell.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

“Good night, gentlemen,” a lazy voice drifted out of the wok, sounding somewhat muffled.

The crowd fell silent.

“Good night… My ass! Stand up and fight like a man! We need a good fight! Don’t hide in the black wok like a turtle hiding in its shell!”

The skeleton flew into a rage. The ghostly fire in its eyes burned brighter, while its aura was rising steadily, causing the surrounding air to twist and distort.

“Hehehe… This is going to be fun!” the expert in the black mist said with great interest. “You think you’re safe in a black wok that looks like a turtle shell? The skeletons of the Cave of the Fallen Gods cultivate their bones, which gives them incredible physical strength. They’re even stronger than the Tyrant Clan in Nether Prison. Sooner or later, the skeleton will break the black wok!”

Jin Jiao and You Ji narrowed their eyes.

The skeleton did what the expert in the black mist had said. Its golden armor clanged as its white bones turned silver and became as strong as metal. Then, it raised a fist and smashed it down at the mountain-like black wok.

RUMBLE!

The punch seemed strong enough to shatter a mountain range and made the whole ground tremble.

All of a sudden, a crisp, cracking sound rang out beside everyone’s ears. The black wok remained firmly on the ground, surrounded by clouds of smoke and dust, but the skeleton had retreated several steps, and its skeletal palm was cracked.

What?! What was going on here?

The laughter of the expert in the black mist came to an abrupt end. He felt as if a slap had hit him in the face.

The audience broke out in an uproar. The mighty skeleton had just cracked its hand by punching the black wok? How was that possible?

All of a sudden, a buzzing sound echoed out. Everyone narrowed their eyes and saw a mysterious pattern begin to emerge on the black wok, which was extraordinarily profound and puzzling. The next moment, the pattern spread like ripples and became clear. The audience gasped because they saw that the surface of the black wok was now covered with sharp, earthy-yellow spikes.

They finally figured out why the skeleton’s fist cracked after hitting the black wok.

“This black wok… can reflect attacks?!”

“How are they going to fight him? He’s too shameless!”

“There’s no point in fighting him anymore. They’d better go home, take a shower, and sleep.”

The expert in the black mist was a little angry because he had made himself look like a fool. Suddenly, he appeared above the black wok, and then terrible energy began to gather in front of him. The next moment, a black energy cannon shot out of the black mist, fell vertically, and struck the black wok hard.

Boom!

A layer of earth was lifted off by the explosion.

The aura of the expert in the black mist became unstable, while an earthy-yellow halo flashed across his body.

The crowd seemed to hear a soft thud. Now, their expressions were getting more and more strange.

“All close-range attacks will be reflected, while long-range attacks will… rebound? Why did he become so shameless after his hair changed to an exotic color?”

The audience didn’t know whether they should weep or laugh. They had been worried about Bu Fang’s safety, but now it seemed that they were all worrying for nothing.

Jin Jiao and You Ji were already dumbfounded.

In the distance, the Winged Man Valley expert’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Not bad. It seems I still have to attack him myself…” His lips curved upward into a faint smile. The next moment, the two pairs of white wings behind him spread out. Then, he sped toward the black wok, tearing the sky apart like a beam of white light.

As he rushed out, a holy cross light sword emerged and hovered above his head!

I’m Yu Luo from the Winged Man Valley, and I’ve come to try out the power of your turtle shell!” A deafening voice rang through the air.

Everyone was shocked, and when they sensed the terrible aura that filled the air, they gasped.

The expert in the black mist sped away to the distance, looking a little shocked and surprised.

“He is a Perfected Little Saint?!”