1266 Rubbish, I, Howling, Am Back!

The sound of birds flapping their wings echoed through the dense forest. The air was filled with strong killing intent. Leaves fell slowly from trees, swirling in the air, and then were torn into pieces by sharp energy.

Bu Fang stood where he was. A strong wave of pressure came to him with a gust of wild wind, rolling up fallen leaves all over the ground. His Vermilion Chef Robe flapped noisily.

In the distance, five figures clad in blood-colored robes stood on a great tree, looking down at him. Their cold eyes were filled with monstrous killing intent, terrifying to look at.

On the other side, there was an expert from the Winged Man Valley wearing a white jade mask. His white wings folded up behind his back, and his arms were crossed over his chest. Although he was exuding a holy aura, there was an air of ferocity about him.

Looking at them, Bu Fang frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "The Abyss and the Winged Man Valley."

"Here you are at last…" said the Abyss leader coldly, his voice sounded grim. "We didn't kill you last time, but you can't get away this time…"

Boom! 

As his voice rang out, his aura and the experts' aura around him rose abruptly, sweeping out like a gust of strong wind. The aura of peak One-revolution Little Saints was almost suffocating.

The Abyss leader's strength was extremely formidable. 

Bu Fang wasn't surprised that the Abyss experts wanted to kill him. After all, given what he did at the Abyss, it wasn't strange that they wished him dead. He turned his head to look at the Winged Man Valley expert, and his eyes became a little cold.

"You don't have to look at me like that. I simply want the jade plate in your hand on behalf of the Winged Man Valley," the expert said with a gentle smile. His voice was very soft. "Coincidentally, our jade plate is black, which is a pair with your white jade plate. I trust you will give it to me, won't you? There's no point in you holding it anyway."

The Winged Man Valley expert's words caused the Abyss experts to narrow their eyes and fall into thought. Then, the Abyss leader turned to the four men behind him and said, "Leave this to me. You keep moving forward and don't fall behind the others. If you come across a team with a black jade plate, kill the team and take the jade plate."

The four Abyss Little Saints nodded. They also understood that it was not very wise to waste their time here. Their leader could handle this little chef alone. If the five of them stay here together, they might miss their opportunity. After all, many of the teams participating in this competition were very strong, such as the Winged Man Valley, the West Little Buddhism Realm, and Earth Prison. If these small worlds got the upper hand and took all the jade plates, it would be very difficult for them to snatch the jade plates from them.

The four of them unleashed their auras, and their bodies began to twist. The next moment, they disappeared from the tree, turned into four blood-colored beams of light, and shot toward the depths of the forest, startling many birds.

Soon, there were only three people left, Bu Fang, the Abyss leader, and the Winged Man Valley expert. Their auras intertwined as if forming an invisible realm.

…

In the Forbidden Soul City…

The huge light screen showed the scenes of the match. Suddenly, the screen wobbled and split into nine squares, each showing a different scene. The people in the square looked up with excitement. These scenes were also broadcast to various small worlds through the projection array.

Suddenly, some people's pupils constricted, and they exclaimed and pointed to the middle square on the light screen. The scene on it made the whole audience gasp.

"A Winged Man Valley expert, an Abyss expert… and that little chef? They confronted each other so soon?"

"The Immortal Cooking Realm team is the weakest, so it's the easiest to target…"

"It's not a surprise that the little chef is targeted by the Abyss team, but why is he also targeted by the Winged Man Valley? Is it because one of their stupid teammates revealed the color of their jade plate?" 

The audience was abuzz with discussion. Without a doubt, this battle was the most attractive one. The Winged Man Valley was arguably one of the strongest teams in this competition. It was not even weaker than the West Little Buddhism Realm. Since Bu Fang was targeted by such contestants, he probably wouldn't go too far. People could feel the pressure he was under just through the light screen.

…

Bu Fang looked at the two experts indifferently and sighed softly.

The Abyss leader's face was stern. The next moment, his aura exploded out, and the tree trunk beneath his feet burst open as he turned into a blood-colored beam and rushed toward Bu Fang at full speed. He looked as if he had turned into a bloody dragon.

Instead of rushing to make a move, the Winged Man Valley expert watched with great interest. The Abyss team was strong, but he had not taken them seriously yet.

Boom! 

The group exploded, and Bu Fang jumped into the air. Rubble flew in all directions. 

"You can't run away from my attack!" The Abyss leader sneered. With a flip of his hand, he produced a blood-colored spear, then raised it and thrust it at Bu Fang. A sharp force seemed to cut the air to pieces. At the same time, a terrible aura exploded out from him. His strength as a peak One-revolution Little Saint made the pupils of the Winged Man Valley expert constrict. 

In this Winged Man Valley expert's view, Bu Fang was probably doomed this time. Bu Fang was amazing. Since the beginning of the tournament, he had constantly shocked everyone. To their surprise, he killed strong opponents, successfully reached the semifinals of the team competition, and even defeated the Wandering Soul Realm team, which even the Winged Man Valley found very difficult to deal with. 

Of course, that was because of Bu Fang's talent, which enabled him to form his divine will with the cultivation base of a half-step Saint. Divine will did not enhance one's strength too much, so it posed little threat to One-revolution Little Saints like them. However, it was a nightmare for the Wandering Soul Realm experts, who fought with mental force.

As a result, the Immortal Cooking Realm team made it here. However, he thought that it was the furthest it could reach. After all, there was only one Wandering Soul Realm team in this competition.

Bu Fang looked at the Abyss leader coldly, dodged the attack, and landed in the distance. Then, looking at the Winged Man Valley expert, he asked," Aren't you going to attack me as well?" 

"Me?" The Winged Man Valley expert paused, then shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm not in a hurry. I just want your jade plate. Or… Give me your jade plate, and I'll save your life. What do you think of this proposal?"

Those words made the Abyss leader's face fall. The next moment, his movement accelerated. If the Winged Man Valley expert made a move, he wasn't sure that he could kill Bu Fang. 

With a rumble, the Will of the Great Path enveloped his body, making his movement even more terrifying. Each of his moves now seemed powerful enough to shatter the void. 

Bu Fang sighed. He had no time to waste with these fellows. He still had to hunt a one-star sacred beast. The Little Saint test was waiting for him.

He landed in the distance, his hands hanging at his sides, and said in a low voice, "White Tiger… deal with them. Make it quick."

The next moment, a storm was set off in his spirit sea, accompanied by a deafening tiger roar. Suddenly, his pupils narrowed, looking like two sharp swords, and his hair turned white, waving in the wind and giving off a menacing air.

The Abyss leader and the Winged Man Valley expert narrowed their eyes. They noticed a sudden change in Bu Fang's aura.

"This feeling…"

The two experts were not the only ones who noticed that. All the people who saw that through the light screen also broke out into an uproar. They were all too familiar with that hair and look. Wasn't that the same figure who said everyone present was rubbish? 

His remark had provoked the wrath of the whole audience. Now, the same guy had appeared again.

White-haired Bu Fang rolled his eyes as his lips slowly parted, revealing his white canine teeth. His sword pupils narrowed further, and he glanced at the Abyss leader. "Rubbish, I, Howling… am back again," he said in a low voice. The next moment, he raised his chin and squinted cockily at the Abyss leader and the Winged Man Valley expert.

The Abyss expert frowned. "Acting all mysterious! You think you're invincible just by changing your hair?!" He smiled coldly. He had absolute confidence in his strength. If he couldn't even kill a half-step Saint, he might as well kill himself. To him, a mere half-step Saint was like a worm.

"Die!" Shouting, he threw out his bloody spear. The weapon burst forth with mighty blood-colored energy, piercing through the air with terrible power and shattering the void as it was about to nail Bu Fang to the ground!

White-haired Bu Fang didn't dodge. He didn't even move. He just raised his hand and slapped the spear away with his palm, as easy and casual as if he was just swatting a fly.

"Like I said, you're all rubbish…" He raised his chin cockily. Then, like a phantom, his body became blurry and disappeared. When he appeared again, he was already standing in front of the Abyss Leader.

"What speed is this?!" The Abyss expert's pupils constricted.

ROAR! 

White-haired Bu Fang opened his mouth and let out a roar. His voice was deafening, and behind him, there seemed to be a white tiger roaring at the sky.

Boom! 

The Abyss leader was thrown backward by a tremendous force, crashing into a tall tree.

Bu Fang turned his fist into a palm and rushed out, descending from the sky to fight with the Abyss expert. The speed of them moving was extremely fast. In the end, the expert was thrown away like a cannonball again and smashed into the ground, creating a large pit.

"Rubbish."

Hovering in midair with his white hair waving and a disdainful look in his eyes, Bu Fang raised his chin proudly.

"How is that possible?! You're just a half-step Saint…" The Abyss leader coughed up a mouthful of blood and looked at Bu Fang in disbelief. 

He took a deep breath, turned to the Winged Man Valley expert, who was watching the battle in the distance, and said, "My friend, join forces with me to kill him! I don't want his jade plate, only his life! Help me kill him, and his white jade plate will be yours."

The Winged Man Valley expert narrowed his eyes instantly.

"A bird-man… Rubbish." White-haired Bu Fang turned his head and glanced at the Winged Man Valley expert, his mouth twitching with disdain.

A ferocious look flashed in the Winged Man Valley expert's eyes when he heard that. The next moment, he burst out laughing. "My friend of the Abyss… Let's kill this guy together!" 

His wings suddenly spread behind him. The next instant, white feathers shot out like sharp long knives, all heading toward Bu Fang.

"The Winged Man Valley people hate being called bird-men most! You're courting death!" The wings behind him flapped, and then a terrible aura spread out in all directions as he approached Bu Fang.

White-haired Bu Fang folded his arms over his chest, pursed his lips in disdain, and snorted coldly. "Why can't I call you that? A bird-man is a bird-man. Rubbish…"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared, flying through the air like a beam of white light. The next moment, he and the Winged Man Valley expert exchanged a blow. At the same time, a blood-colored beam of light shot toward him. The Abyss leader also joined the battle.

The noise of the battle resounded through hundreds of miles, and even the ground in the Forbidden Soul City shook slightly. Everyone who watched the battle through the light screen was dumbfounded.

On the light screen, white feathers flew messily and scarlet blood sprayed in all directions. A white-haired young man tore the Winged Man Valley expert's wings, then threw a spear and nailed the Abyss expert to the ground.

The result of the battle was a complete surprise to all. Both the Abyss and the Winged Man Valley experts were killed at the same time.

A wild and arrogant atmosphere filled the air, while white feathers stained with blood swirled. White-haired Bu Fang crossed his arms over his chest and floated in midair. Beneath him, blood flowed all over the ground. He glanced coldly around, then looked directly at all the people watching the battle through the light screen and said, "With all due respect, you are all rubbish in my eyes…"