Gourmet of Another World

The Vajra Realm was a rather formidable small world near the Netherworld. The experts in this small world were extremely irascible and capricious because they specialized in cultivating their flesh. They were generally tall and strong, and relying on the techniques they practiced, each of them had the physical strength to crush mountains. Their mightiest experts could even travel across the void with their fleshly bodies.As soon as San Zhu made his move, a powerful pressure filled the whole arena. His energy was surging, and he looked like he was about to punch Bu Fang to death.

Suddenly, Bu Fang’s body vanished like a phantom. The sleeves of his Vermilion Chef Robe flapped as he rushed to the side like a plume of fire.

The next moment, San Zhu’s fist struck down hard with a boom. The whole ground completely sank in an instant and cracked with lines that spread continuously. He turned his head, rested his eyes on Bu Fang, and said, “You’re really as slippery as a lizard!”

Bu Fang clasped his hands behind his back. He wore a calm face, which made him look somewhat laidback. His Vermilion Chef Robe had turned fiery scarlet, and the flaming wings on his back were unfolded with burning feathers fluttering around him. With a thought, one golden Explosive Meatball after another appeared and floated around him.

“I will break your bones inch by inch and turn you into a dead dog, just like your teammate! I will turn you into a real lizard!” San Zhu roared, his aura soaring higher and higher. All of a sudden, he took a step and threw himself forward at a great speed, raising a fist and aiming it at Bu Fang’s head. He was going to kill Bu Fang with this punch!

San Zhu’s words made Bu Fang’s eyes grow sharp. When he thought of Zhu Yan’s miserable look and the Vajra Realm’s targeting of the Immortal Cooking Realm, he suddenly felt that it was too light of a punishment to kill this guy with an Explosive Meatball.

‘Can the Great Demon King withstand his attack?’

Mo Yan and the others were worried.

The other Vajra Realm contestants were all laughing. They liked nothing better than to see their enemies tremble. Whenever they saw their enemies trembling like lizards under their pressure, they felt extremely excited.

The match had attracted the attention of countless people. As a first-class small world, the Vajra Realm naturally attracted many eyes. A lot of people wanted to find out the fighting patterns of experts from first-class small worlds, hoping that they could find some opportunities in them so that they could turn defeat into victory in future battles.

No one expected Bu Fang to win.

The Immortal Cooking Realm was recovering, and when it was at its prime, it was also a first-class small world, even reaching the level of an overload-class world. But it was too weak now. After all, the Immortal Tree had just been resurrected not too long ago, and the realm had not had much time to recover, so now it could only be regarded as a third-class small world, one that was almost at the bottom of all the third-class small worlds.

This could be seen from the strength of the contestants they sent out. Among them, the only one who was strong enough was only a half-step Saint. How could a mere half-step Saint from a third-class small world be strong enough to stand up against a half-step Saint from the Vajra Realm?

The match would be a bloody murder!

There was a constant rumble in the arena as the ground was constantly smashed to pieces. San Zhu was extremely violent. His muscles bulged, making him look as if he had turned into a giant, and each of his punches carried horrible power that could cause the air to collapse.

Bu Fang, on the other hand, was constantly moving at high speed. He had put away all the Explosive Meatballs that floated around him. His hair was waving in the wind, and his face was extremely cold.

“Stop running, you little lizard!” San Zhu threw a punch, and the void was breaking inch by inch. His eyes were bloodshot ,and the veins stood out on his neck. His fist went straight toward Bu Fang’s face.

Suddenly, Bu Fang stopped moving. He heaved a deep breath and raised his bandaged arm. The next moment, the bandage unwound, revealing his black and white arms covered with patterns. He narrowed his eyes as a Taotie roar burst out of the arm. His Taotie Arm, which had been silent for a long time, finally appeared again in front of everyone at this moment.

The arm was the product of the fusion of the souls of two Taoties in the Valley of Gluttony. In the beginning, the souls were still quite weak, but with the improvement of his cultivation base, they also became stronger and stronger and seemed to show signs of evolution. As a result, the physical strength they provided to him was also getting better and greater.

Bu Fang hadn’t really experienced the full power of his Taotie Arm, and he had decided to release its potential completely this time.

He let out a soft breath, looked at the ferocious and violent San Zhu with a straight face, then suddenly raised his Taotie Arm and collided with the Vajra Realm expert’s arm, which was as massive as the trunk of a century-old tree.

Everyone’s eyes went wide as they stared in disbelief at Bu Fang’s move.

“Is this guy crazy?!”

“What is he doing? Why is he throwing a punch at the Vajra Realm expert?”

“He wants to compete for physical strength with a Vajra Realm expert? Is this Immortal Cooking Realm chef stupid?”

The audience broke out in an uproar. They thought Bu Fang was absolutely crazy. Everyone knew that the Vajra Realm experts specialized in cultivating their bodies. They relied on their flesh to become Saints, and their strength was so mighty that they could crush mountains with a punch. No sane person would dare let a Vajra Realm expert approach.

However, Bu Fang chose to go head-to-head with his opponent!

The other Vajra Realm experts were howling with excitement. As San Zhu and Bu Fang’s fists got closer and closer to each other, their excitement grew stronger and stronger. They would soon be able to see San Zhu rubbing the little lizard from the Immortal Cooking Realm on the ground!

“Trying to compete for physical strength with us? I really don’t know what this lizard thinks!”

Mo Yan and the others turned very pale. They didn’t expect Bu Fang to make such a choice.

“Doesn’t the Great Demon King have those meatballs that explode? All he has to do is throw a meatball and blow up this Vajra Realm expert… Why did he choose to fight head-to-head with physical strength? Why did he make such an unwise move? Why did he use his weakness to attack the other’s strengths? Why?!”

The people watching the match in the Immortal Cooking Realm were in despair, and the audience at the scene didn’t think Bu Fang could win. The Vajra Realm had never lost to anyone when it came to pure physical strength!

With everyone watching, and when everyone seemed to have guessed the result, Bu Fang and San Zhu’s fists collided. A powerful blast swept out in an instant.

Bu Fang’s face was cool and expressionless, while San Zhu opened his mouth and growled like a savage beast. As the fist met the fist and the flesh collided with the flesh, a clear and crisp sound instantly reached all ears. That was the sound of flesh hitting on flesh. Even the air was shaken and rippled by the force produced from the collision.

Even then, two bestial roars rang out. On Bu Fang’s arm, the souls of the two Taoties materialized, while wisps of black and white energy swirled around and wrapped his arm as if they had taken physical form.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Footsteps could be heard ringing out from the arena. San Zhu was stepping backward. Every step he took dented the ground. Finally, he stomped his foot hard and managed to stop stepping back and stabilize his body.

He was forced back by Bu Fang?! He was weaker in terms of pure physical strength?!

“How is this possible?!”

San Zhu’s pupils constricted as he looked at Bu Fang in disbelief. He, a burly man who stood two and a half meters tall, lost to a weak pretty boy in terms of pure physical strength?!

Outside the arena, everyone was stunned. They couldn’t believe that Bu Fang was the stronger one in the clash of pure physical forces just now. How was that even possible? How could a chef suppress an expert from the Vajra Realm in terms of physical strength? Was this a joke? Was San Zhu just a paper tiger? Or maybe the Vajra Realm had an undeserved reputation?

“San Zhu, hurry up and kill this little pretty boy! Stop being merciful!” The other Vajra Realm contestants, who were shocked by what just happened, roared furiously through clenched teeth. They couldn’t stand the fact that someone was stronger than them in physical strength!

San Zhu threw his head back and roared. His muscles grew bigger, and his veins stood out suddenly across his whole body. At the same time, his aura soared again, becoming more oppressive than before. The next moment, the Vajra Realm’s Will of the Great Path emerged above his head. As a peak half-step Saint, San Zhu’s cultivation base was enough to attract the Will to strengthen him!

The appearance of the Taotie Arm made Bu Fang’s arm more muscular. He felt as if there was endless power surging in it. The feeling delighted him. Although he was calm now, there was a trace of irascibility inside him that couldn’t be restrained. Perhaps it was the influence of the Taotie souls on him. Of course, the influence was negligible to him. With his present mental force, he could directly erase this influence by using his divine will.

However, Bu Fang didn’t do it. It suddenly occurred to him that it might be well to be a little grumpy at times.

“The collision of pure physical strength… really made me a little excited.” Bu Fang clenched his fist, and there seemed to be endless power in his palm waiting to be unleashed.

Suddenly, San Zhu charged at him again from a distance, throwing out a punch that rolled up a gust of wild wind.

“Die now, pretty boy!”

San Zhu’s punch came with a mighty momentum and rumbled like a thunderclap. Everyone seemed to have difficulty in breathing. The power of this punch was almost comparable to that of a Little Saint! Moreover, his physical strength appeared to be slightly greater than that of a Little Saint as well!

“This chef from the Immortal Cooking Realm must die this time, right?”

In the eyes of the audience, a fierce collision erupted again.

Even then, Bu Fang threw a leisurely punch. With a boom, wisps of black and white energy swirled and turned into Yin and Yang energy that covered his arm. His physical strength was rising, and he felt as if he could now crush mountains or topple seas with one punch.

BAM!

Under everyone’s shocked eyes, San Zhu was knocked flying backward. The muscles of his arm were trembling, while a clear and crisp sound of bone breaking could be heard coming out of it.

BOOM!

The next moment, he fell and slid backward across the ground.

Bu Fang walked slowly toward San Zhu, raising his Taotie Arm wrapped in black and white souls.

“You…” San Zhu was boiling with rage. He raised his remaining left arm to ward off Bu Fang’s punch. However, it was useless. He was pressed against the ground by Bu Fang.

Boom!

The whole arena suddenly shook, and rubble fell from it. San Zhu’s body had sunk into the ground, and the bones in his left arm were crushed, causing it to twist grotesquely.

“You are mighty because of your flesh? You attain the Great Path with your flesh?” Bu Fang murmured under his breath as he rubbed his fingers, the ones on the Taotie Arm. His eyes were cold and a little red.

The next moment, he raised his fist again and smashed it down. The arena shook again, and the ground cracked with lines that kept spreading.

“You paid a lot of money to trade places with my opponent so you can fight me? You want to crush every bone in my body?” Bu Fang pulled his Taotie Arm out of San Zhu’s abdomen. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly with a hint of sarcasm. “So, are you here for torture?”

San Zhu’s eyeballs were about to pop out. His body had sunk further into the ground, while blood was pouring out of his mouth. His faith was shattered. He couldn’t believe that he had been completely suppressed in terms of physical strength.

‘Why is this guy’s flesh so strong? Why is his strength so strong?!’

Bu Fang gently breathed a sigh of relief. Black and white energy swirled over his Taotie Arm, while horrible bestial roars kept ringing out of it. He raised his fist, squinted at San Zhu’s sprawled figure, and said in a faint tone, “This is the last punch. Let’s see if you can withstand it.”

San Zhu’s pupils constricted as he felt a shock of cold go through his body.