Chapter 1251 - Lord Buddha Said, Strike When You Must!
Chapter 1251 Lord Buddha Said, Strike When You Must!
Nethery had a good time eating. Bu Fang didn’t know whether he should laugh or weep, but his face did not show his emotion. Behind him, the faces of all the foodies had already changed, and their hearts were filled with indignation and bitterness.
Didn’t Owner Bu tell you to take care of the stall? How could you eat all the delicious food he was supposed to sell us?
When Nethery’s eyes met the glum eyes of those foodies, the atmosphere became somewhat awkward, and the air suddenly became very quiet.
“Foxy, here, open your mouth.” Nethery sniffed, then picked up a piece of demon frog meat and gave it to Foxy, who was lying on her shoulder. The little fox took the meat happily, chewing it while wagging her two tails. “Is it delicious?” Nethery asked seriously. Foxy’s eyes glowed as she nodded repeatedly. “Then let’s go to a corner and eat quietly.”
With that, she turned away with a bowl full of food, cleverly avoiding the glares from the group of foodies.
The corners of Bu Fang’s mouth twitched. ‘This woman…’ He walked up to the stall, looked into the pot, and found that all the ingredients had indeed been fished out by her. He had no other choice but to take out new ingredients and put them into the wok for cooking.
The foodies felt a little sad because they couldn’t enjoy their favorite food right away. Once again, there was a long queue in front of the stall. Although Nethery took all the boiled shish kebabs, they just had to wait for new batches to be cooked. The nearer they were to the stall, the sooner they could eat the delicacy.
On the other side, the individual competition was still going on. The voices of Commander-level experts kept ringing and spreading throughout the square.
“Next, Fa Wu from the West Little Buddhism Realm will fight with Zhang Yi from the Blackwind Continent!” Commander Mo Yuan’s voice rang out in everyone’s ears.
“Ah?! It’s my turn to fight?!”
In front of the stall, Fa Wu, who was second in the line, widened his eyes in disbelief. Looking at the stall so close at hand, he felt a stab of pain in his heart. He had waited a long time to get to this place, only to have his name called for the individual match. Who could understand the pain in his heart?!
Even then, Bu Fang’s faint voice rang out, “Well, the food’s ready. The stall is now open for business. First customer…”
Fa Wu felt as if his heart had been pierced by an invisible arrow. The pain was so great that he almost wept.
‘Why…’
He felt a surge of anger when he watched the first customer slowly order his food. “Amitabha! Dear benefactor… Can you f*cking choose faster?!” he shouted at the guy in front of him.
The customer was not happy. He turned to look at Fa Wu and said, “What’s the rush? Haven’t you heard that you can’t eat delicious food when you’re in a hurry? You’re already in second place! Look at the customers behind you and try to think about how anxious they are. You should be glad that you’re next! Be patient and be calm. Only in this way can you enjoy the delicious food and…”
As he watched the guy in front of him babble, Fa Wu suddenly felt an urge to beat him to death with a wooden fish stick. However, after thinking for a moment, he gave up the idea.
When the first customer in line saw that Fa Wu was silent, he was instantly satisfied. He turned leisurely, looked into the wok, stroked his chin, and began to ponder again.
“Owner Bu, I want a skewer of demon frog meat. Yes, I don’t want it spicy. But can I have more spice in the octopus tentacles? The Spring of Life is also delicious. I think I should have a bowl of it too… It’s so hard to choose… What should I choose… Owner Bu, why don’t you help me decide?
“Forget it, I’ll choose it myself. I don’t want this, this, and this. I want a skewer of this. Yes, that one… Give me two more skewers of that… Ugh, I think one skewer is enough…”
The first customer was taking his sweet time to order, while Fa Wu’s heart was bleeding.
“Contestant from the West Little Buddhism Realm, where are you? If you don’t get into the arena now, I’ll take it as you’ve withdrawn from the match!” Commander Mo Yuan’s cold voice rang out again.
The audience immediately broke out in an uproar. Did the contestant from the West Little Buddhism Realm really withdraw from the match? That would be an explosive piece of news. Many people were curious, because the Buddhism Realm was a small world stronger than the Vajra Realm. Although they were both first-class small worlds, there were different levels of first-class small worlds.
Fa Wu, of course, couldn’t withdraw from the match, so his heart was bleeding. He glanced over his shoulder at the long line behind him, feeling extremely depressed. “Amitabha! Dear benefactor, can you choose faster?” He was so anxious that he forced himself to ask again.
As soon as he said that, the customer in front of him turned around and said angrily, “There you go again! Did you hear what I said just now? As a monk, how can you be so impatient?”
The guy cleared his throat, put his arms on his hips, and was ready to start babbling again. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he covered his mouth in disbelief. “Aha, aren’t you the Fa Wu from the West Little Buddhism Realm?”
Fa Wu wore a straight face. He felt that his chest was once again pierced by an invisible arrow, and someone rocked it vigorously.
“Listen, someone is calling your name,” the first customer said seriously.
The corners of Fa Wu’s mouth twitched. “Amitabha! The Lord Buddha once said, strike when you must… Dear benefactor, you are possessed by demons!”
That gave the first customer a pause. When did he become possessed? Did he hear it correctly? The next moment, when he came to his senses, he saw a wooden fish stick growing larger and larger in his eyes. He wanted to unleash his aura to block it, but Fa Wu had locked his body with the energy of a Little Saint.
Dong!
A crisp and melodious sound rang out.
Bu Fang and all the people in the queue were stunned.
Fa Wu threw the knocked-out customer into the distance and said impatiently to Bu Fang, “Owner Bu, give me a bowl of boiled shish kebabs. I want it the same as the one I ordered before. Oh, remember to add Abyssal Chili Sauce!”
Bu Fang nodded without expression. He lifted his hand, added the Abyssal Chili Sauce from a jar into the bowl of boiled shish kebabs in his other hand, and then handed the bowl to Fa Wu.
“Ah?” Fa Wu paused.
“That’s right. He took such a long time to order all the meat ingredients… so you just take this bowl,” Bu Fang said.
Fa Wu was so touched that he wanted to cry. ‘He’s such a good man… I seem to have hit him a little too hard.’ But that was not important anymore. He took the blue-and-white porcelain bowl Bu Fang handed him, paid a string of Immortal Crystals, and left immediately. Holding a bowl in one hand and clutching his robes with the other hand, Fa Wu rushed toward the arena at top speed.
Surprisingly, he made it on time. When he finally stood in the arena, he almost wept with joy.
His opponent was somewhat stupefied.
“Do not be late again. The match now begins.” The corners of Commander Mo Yuan’s mouth twitched as he looked at the bowl of boiled shish kebabs in Fa Wu’s hand.
Fa Wu nodded kindly. Then, he fished out a piece of meat with a porcelain spoon and put it in his mouth, feeling the rich fragrance blooming in his mouth. The happy look in his eyes sent an uproar across the audience.
“Is it really that good?”
“It looks delicious! And its smell is very fragrant!”
“It seems that the chef from the Immortal Cooking Realm had opened a stall not far away. Let’s go and buy a bowl now. Something about the way that monk eats makes me want to try it too.”
When the audience saw Fa Wu eating such delicious food in the arena, they couldn’t help but swallow and discuss with one another whether they should buy boiled shish kebabs to eat later or not.
The Blackwind Continent expert was very angry. He didn’t expect that he would be so despised by his opponent. ‘Is this monk looking down on me? Why is he eating during the match?’ His homeland was only a third-class small world, which was really not comparable to the West Little Buddhism Realm, but he still deserved some respect! ‘But to be honest, the food in that bowl smells delicious!’ Looking at the way Fa Wu was eating, he felt that his appetite was also aroused.
The battle began. Fa Wu didn’t move, but the Blackwind Continent expert naturally needed to attack. Although he was only a half-step Saint, he still had the desire to win.
Dong!
The match ended as quickly as it began.
The Blackwind Continent half-step Saint’s aura towered into the sky. As he approached Fa Wu, he mustered almost all his strength. He wanted to defeat his opponent with one blow because he only had one chance.
It was a good strategy, but reality was always cruel. A wooden fish suddenly fell from the sky and hit him on the head. His violent aura scattered in an instant as he was knocked unconscious and fell to the ground.
“It’s delicious, but there seems to be less Abyssal Chili Sauce. Owner Bu is really stingy! A little more chili sauce won’t hurt him!” The wooden fish flew back to Fa Wu’s waist, and he continued to eat.
‘An instant kill… And he did it while eating. He deserves to be an eminent monk from the West Little Buddhism Realm. He’s indeed fearsome.’ Looking at the Blackwind Continent contestant, who was unconscious and sprawled on the ground, Commander Mo Yuan couldn’t help but sigh.
“The winner is Fa Wu from the West Little Buddhism Realm.”
When he heard someone announce his name, Fa Wu immediately looked up. Holding the porcelain bowl in one hand and a porcelain spoon in the other, he grinned with half-chewed food in his mouth.
Similar situations happened again and again. In several matches, there were scenes of contestants hurrying to the arenas with porcelain bowls. When such scenes transmitted through the projection arrays, the audiences in other small worlds boiled up. Most of them felt a little amused. They were watching the cruel Netherworld’s Tournament of the Great Path, but they all had a feeling that they were watching some food program.
Meanwhile, more people went straight to Fang Fang Little Stall and joined the long queue.
Perhaps even the organizers didn’t expect that the serious and cruel tournament would become like this. In fact, they were also a little confused.
…
“Chief, I found it. The Immortal Cooking Realm chef’s next opponent is a contestant from a small world called Mingluo,” said a law enforcer clad in a blood-colored robe to his leader.
An expert sitting cross-legged on the ground opened his eyes. “Very good. Let’s go and swap places with him now. The next match will be the death of that chef!” said the chief coldly with a cruel smile.
Tap, tap, tap…
The group of law enforcers soon reached the spot where the Mingluo contestants rested.
Mingluo was a second-class small world. Although it had Little Saints, its overall strength was not too strong.
“Oh? Looks like we’re late…”
The leader of the Abyss team squinted at several tall Vajra Realm experts in the distance. They were leaving, while the Mingluo contestant was grinning from ear to ear. By the looks of it, the latter had benefited handsomely by trading his place.
As he watched the Vajra Realm experts leave, the Abyss leader said in a faint tone, “These Vajra Realm contestants are really annoying. If you meet them in the arena, kill them.”
Behind him, the other law enforcers nodded.
“If the Vajra Realm fails this time, we’ll wait for the team competition. When the time comes, we will kill all the Immortal Cooking Realm contestants at once. That will save us time.” When he had finished, he turned and left.
…
The second day of the tournament was about to come to an end. Fang Fang Little Stall’s business was still booming.
Suddenly, Commander Mo Yuan’s voice rang in Bu Fang’s ear. “The next match will be between Yi Zhu from the Vajra Realm and Bu Fang from the Immortal Cooking Realm. Contestants, please come to Arena One at once.