1250 A Happy Nethery

The whole audience fell into silence. Everyone was standing in the same place, staring at the arena. The result of the match surprised them. The chef, who no one thought would win, had made a comeback. 

No, he wasn't just making a comeback. He was crushing his opponent! He had rubbed the Vajra Realm half-step Saint against the ground in a violent manner!

Everyone expected the chef to be tortured, but instead, the seemingly stronger Vajra Realm expert was the one who was thrown down and rubbed against the ground. How did that happen?

The audience saw it clearly. The Immortal Cooking Realm chef didn't use any special tricks but simply threw the Vajra Realm expert to the ground with physical strength. Then, with just one hand, he beat the big guy bloody.

…

The square in the Immortal Cooking Realm was shrouded in shock. Everyone looked at the light screen with weird expressions, at a loss for words. 

After a long time, someone recovered from the shock and shouted, "The Great… Great Demon King is… mighty!" His words instantly ignited the excitement among the crowd. 

"The Great Demon King is invincible!"

"Heaven! I can't believe he threw the arrogant Vajra Realm contestant to the ground with only one hand!"

"The Great Demon King deserves to be the Immortal Cooking Realm's miracle creator! He will always be invincible!" 

Everyone in the Immortal Cooking Realm was extremely proud, and every face was flushed with excitement. They whispered to one another, thrilled at what they had just seen. They didn't understand why Bu Fang was able to crush his opponent with physical strength, but it didn't matter. In their view, what mattered was not the process, but the outcome. As long as he gave the arrogant fellow a good beating, they would be satisfied!

They supported the Great Demon King unconditionally!

Meanwhile, the whole Vajra Realm was silent. The people there were stupefied, and their arrogant air instantly vanished. After San Zhu was pressed to the ground and punched three times in a row, they just couldn't laugh anymore. At this moment, their pride was thrown to the ground like a joke.

"Why is this happening…"

The Vajra Realm experts finally woke up from the shock and all howled miserably. Their contestant had been defeated!

This was the preliminary round of the individual competition, and it was also a cruel knockout match. Once a contestant was defeated, he would lose the chance and qualification to move further in the tournament! In other words, after being defeated, San Zhu was eliminated from the tournament!

…

The whole Forbidden Soul City in Earth Prison was very quiet. In the square, people crowded around Arena Three. Everyone watching the match kept roaring in excitement.

Suddenly, an angry cry broke out from the crowd.

"How dare you!" 

At this moment, when Bu Fang was about to throw his last punch, Yi Zhu could no longer stand it and made a move. It was as if a savage beast had awakened, and a horrible aura pervaded the whole world. He was furious, his whole body shrouded in monstrous killing intent. He attacked like a hidden dragon coming out of the deep, sending the whole city into a roar.

Bu Fang's expression remained unchanged. His Taotie Arm, surrounded by Yin and Yang energies, went straight down toward San Zhu's abdomen again.

San Zhu was in complete fear, and he felt a chill in his body. He knew that even if this punch didn't kill him, he would certainly be crippled.

All of a sudden, a formidable aura poured over. The speed of experts at Little Saint-level was extremely fast, especially those with strong fleshly bodies. Almost immediately, Yi Zhu was already in front of Bu Fang, reaching out a hand between San Zhu's abdomen and Bu Fang's fist.

Rumble!

Bu Fang's fist collided with the Little Saint's palm, causing a tremendous force to blast out. He narrowed his eyes slightly. The Taotie shadows on his arm disappeared, then he raised his fist and took two steps back. Although the Taotie Arm had significantly improved his physical strength, it at best made him invincible in the half-step Saint realm. Against a Little Saint, and one who specialized in the cultivation of the flesh, his strength was still not strong enough.

However, even though Yi Zhu's palm had forced Bu Fang to step back, it couldn't stop the power of the latter's punch. A horrible force hit San Zhu in the abdomen. His eyes became bloodshot, and he spouted a mouthful of blood and fainted.

A half-step Saint from the Vajra Realm was knocked unconscious by a chef from the Immortal Cooking Realm with physical strength. This incident would soon become the laughingstock of many small worlds.

"I told you to stop! Didn't you f*cking hear that?!" Yi Zhu was furious. He didn't expect that even though he had come at great speed, he didn't manage to completely block Bu Fang's attack. This made him feel mortified. 

"If I stop when you ask me to stop… I'll lose my face," Bu Fang said in a faint voice. His Taotie Arm slowly returned to normal, and the bandages wrapped it up again. "I heard that you guys from the Vajra Realm are targeting us. Very good. I'll wait for you."

"You're courting death!" Yi Zhu's nostrils flared. He roared inwardly, 'This pretty boy is too arrogant! He really deserves to die!' 

The next moment, his body flickered, and he appeared in front of Bu Fang, growling like a savage monster and throwing a punch. In front of the fist that contained the Will of the Great Path, the void began to twist and distort.

Bu Fang clasped his hands behind his back and remained calm. Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in front of him. The next moment, a plume of horrible Nether energy rose into the sky, with a pair of red eyes that looked like lanterns looming in it. With his back to Bu Fang, Commander Mo Yuan opened his mouth, revealing pointed teeth that glinted sharply.

"GET LOST!"

Commander Mo Yuan's roar resounded through the void as he raised his fist to meet the Vajra Realm Little Saint's attack.

Yi Zhu's pupils constricted, and he immediately retreated to the distance.

"Do you want to be disqualified? How dare you stir up trouble in the arena? If you want revenge, wait for your own match and settle your disputes in the arena!" Commander Mo Yuan was wearing a dark suit of armor, his eyes red and his face ferocious. The strength of an Earth Prison Commander was not weak.

Yi Zhu looked at Commander Mo Yuan with fear and didn't continue to attack, but his eyes were still full of killing intent. He turned to Bu Fang and said, "Little lizard from the Immortal Cooking Realm, just you wait! I'll definitely make you wish that you can die quickly! In your next individual match, I'll definitely beat you to death with my fists!"

San Zhu's defeat angered Yi Zhu. He thought San Zhu would win, but instead, he was beaten like a dead dog and lost to Bu Fang in physical strength. That was the last thing he could accept.

"Haha." Bu Fang twitched his mouth, turned his back to Yi Zhu, and walked slowly out of the arena.

His carefree look infuriated Yi Zhu and made him feel like he was about to explode! 'How can this guy be so calm? Is he not afraid of the threat from a Little Saint at all?!'

The audience was silent. Everyone looked at Bu Fang with shocked eyes. They really didn't expect that the match would end like this.

Mo Yan, Zhu Yan, and the others looked at Bu Fang with nothing but fiery admiration in their eyes.

The Great Demon King… This was the Great Demon King!

He was indeed the Great Demon King who never stopped creating miracles!

He was their idol! The pride of the Immortal Cooking Realm!

"My match is over, so I'll go back now… Fang Fang Little Stall will resume business, and you are all welcome to visit it."

Bu Fang's faint voice rang through the air and brought everyone to their senses like thunder. The next moment, the crowd broke out in an uproar, while a group of people holding bowls followed him and left. Some people who were shocked by Bu Fang's strength and curious about him also followed the crowd of foodies.

"Amitabha! It's over at last. This poor monk is already hungry and thirsty," Fa Wu muttered, holding a bowl in one hand and putting another hand before his chest. After that, he quickly followed Bu Fang's footsteps.

Commander Mo Yuan watched Bu Fang leave, and his eyes grew serious. He unclenched his fist and looked at it. After exchanging a blow with Yi Zhu, his palm had been shaking. The statement that Vajra Realm experts were fearsome in terms of fleshly bodies was not unfounded. Their flesh was really strong.

'But… that chef had defeated a Vajra Realm half-step Saint with pure physical strength and even withstood an attack from a Little Saint. What an interesting chef! He deserves to be the man who even Prison Overlord You Ji is paying attention to!'

Yi Zhu helped San Zhu out of the arena. He was furious, his blood boiled and his eyes red. "Find out who that chef's opponent is in the next match! I'm going to swap places with him and kill that stinking lizard!" 

The Vajra Realm contestants were all fuming with rage. Perhaps it was because they specialized in cultivating their flesh that they were very easily angered.

An Abyss expert clad in a blood-colored robe watched Bu Fang leave unharmed and glanced at the exasperated Vajra Realm contestants. The corners of his mouth twitched. "A bunch of crap. The Vajra Realm is a dead duck. Let's get ready. It's almost time to start targeting that chef. He must die."

…

The prowess of the Taotie Arm greatly surprised Bu Fang. He was somewhat puzzled because he found that it seemed to be different in some way. The Taotie souls attached to it seemed to have turned into Yin and Yang energies, and when they were intertwined, they made his physical strength even stronger. The Taotie souls were no longer just souls.

'System, what's going on?' he frowned and asked the System in his mind.

However, the System didn't answer him immediately, as if it was thinking about the question. After a long time, its serious voice rang in his head, 'The Taotie souls have merged with the Host's divine will and produced a unique change. Today's Taotie souls are no longer souls. They have become embryonic forms of Yin and Yang energies. The Host can nourish them with divine will, which will promote the complete formation of the embryonic forms of Yin and Yang energies.'

The System explained a lot to Bu Fang, but it only deepened his frown. His divine will could be used to nourish the embryonic form of the embryonic forms of Yin and Yang energies? There should be something in it that he didn't know. He had a feeling that the System was hesitating and seemed to keep something from him.

'How can I perfect the Yin and Yang energies? Can the souls of half-blooded Taoties condense the pure Yin and Yang energies?' Bu Fang asked the System dubiously. He didn't believe it very much, because if it was true, it would be too low of a starting point to condense the Yin and Yang energies.

"The Host can condense Yin and Yang energies by combining the souls of the spirit beasts with Yin and Yang attributes," the System replied.

"The souls of the spirit beasts with Yin and Yang attributes?"

"Spirit beasts with Yin and Yang attributes are very rare. One can only find them by chance and not through seeking. The Host is currently too weak to know the list of such spirit beasts," the System said seriously.

Bu Fang fell into silence. He thought for a long time and was relieved.

'It looks like I need to speed up. I have to get the turnover up to the level of Little Saint assessment, then push my strength to the level of Little Saint. It seems that the fact that the Taotie Arm had condensed the embryonic forms of Yin and Yang energies is a little unexpected to the System…'

He didn't care much about it now. After all, in his opinion, the Taotie Arm's function was to make his physical strength a little bit stronger and his body a little bit tougher.

If this thought of his were known by others, they would surely vomit blood. How could he consider that increment as a little bit when he could crush a Vajra Realm expert with pure physical strength?

When Bu Fang came out of his thoughts, he had already arrived at the stall.

As they approached, the group of foodies found something was wrong with the stall.

Nethery was holding a blue-and-white porcelain bowl filled with ingredients. The food was covered with the Abyssal Chili Sauce Bu Fang had placed on the stall, which made them look appetizing. She narrowed her eyes, happily picked up the food in the bowl with a pair of chopsticks, and put it in her mouth. As the steaming food entered her mouth, she gave it a gentle bite. The thick and aromatic soup burst out instantly. Her red lips were stained with a little oil, which made them glistening and charming.

Nethery felt extremely happy at this moment.

Foxy lay gracefully on Nethery's shoulder. The little fox's eyes were fixed on the food in the bowl as her white hair glowed and her mouth watered. Judging by all the food in the bowl, Nethery should have fished out all the cooked ingredients in the wok. She put one piece of food into her mouth, gave another piece to Foxy, then gave herself two more pieces and gave the little fox one more. After that, she gave herself three pieces and another one for Foxy.

The two of them had a great time eating.

The group of foodies behind Bu Fang stared at Nethery with sad eyes, while Bu Fang didn't know whether he should laugh or weep. He thought he was too naive. How could he ask Nethery to take care of the stall for him?

After stuffing a piece of demon frog meat into her mouth, Nethery's movements halted, and she looked up at the crowd with an expressionless face. Her cold eyes met the foodies' sad eyes.

The air suddenly became unusually quiet.