Gourmet of Another World

Chapter 1722: Are You Ready To Be Killed by Me?

Chapter 1722: Are You Ready To Be Killed by Me?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

At the beginning of the match, Hezhang said he would finish Bu Fang with a single stroke of his sword, but the result was beyond everyone’s expectations.

The guy who said he would end the match with a single stroke was knocked down by Bu Fang with a black wok. It never occurred to the spectators that a black wok could be used in combat.

“Is that a magic treasure?”

“A black wok... That’s a chef’s magic treasure! This guy is a wicked chef!”

“Didn’t you see his ten consecutive victories? This guy won those matches by distracting his opponents with the aroma of food and the stench of something weird he cooked during the game...”

“This black wok can be used to cook or smash people. It’s a much-have treasure for home and travel! I think I should go find one for myself too. Perhaps I’ll be able to make it to the qualifying battle with it...”

The audience was chattering noisily.

Bu Fang held the Black Turtle Constellation Wok with one hand and put it away. It was in his expectation to end the battle with a blow from the black wok. The wok was extremely heavy, and with a wisp of Chaotic Energy, the blow was as powerful as the blow of a Chaotic Saint.

Hezhang’s strength might be good, but he was just about on the same level as Tongtian, perhaps a little stronger. However, Bu Fang had grown a lot.

The blow from the black wok left Hezhang in despair. It made no sense at all. No matter what moves he used, it broke through everything with brute force and smashed him in the face.

He was taken away. After he was stripped naked, his will to fight was shattered. He was no longer able to fight.

The District B expert who was ranked tenth on the crystal tablet was taken out of the fighting pit. All the nobles who had bet on him were chagrined. Once again, Bu Fang made them lose their bet.

When would this fellow who repeatedly broke the rules going to taste the tears of failure?!

With a buzzing sound, the void distorted, and then the person in charge of the fighting put reappeared. She stood in front of Bu Fang and gave him a strange look. The old crone should have mastered a divine ability similar to the Law of Space, which allowed her to come and go without a trace.

“Filling the wok with Chaotic Energy, making it as powerful as the blow of a Chaotic Saint... Lad, you do have quite a few tricks up your sleeve...” the crone said indifferently.

However, she did not see anything wrong with it. Bu Fang’s ability to win the first qualifying match showed that he had the strength, cheating or not. The black wok was his magic treasure, and it contained a wisp of Chaotic Energy. It was not forbidden. At most, one could only say that this magic treasure was slightly too powerful.

The corners of Bu Fang’s mouth lifted slightly. With a shake of his hand, he pulled out an oyster pancake. Then, he nodded to the old woman. “The battle just now consumed quite a lot of my strength. I have to eat an oyster pancake to make up for it...” he said.

All those who heard him did not know what to say. The battle had consumed quite a lot of his strength? No one had seen him put in any effort!

He just took out a black wok and hit his opponent with it. That at most consumed a little bit of his energy and divine power. By comparison, Hezhang, who had used a sword array and materialized two sword slaves, was the one who consumed a great amount of energy.

The old crone glanced at the oyster pancake in Bu Fang’s hand with a flicker of disapproval in her eyes.

“Here’s a word of advice, young man. Don’t dig your own grave. You can be punished by the Queen of Curses for eating food in Void City,” she said. Then, frowning, she stepped back in disgust as if to distance herself from Bu Fang.

“If eating food is digging my own grave, I’d rather keep digging,” Bu Fang said. With that, he stuffed the whole oyster pancake into his mouth.

The old woman snorted coldly. “Prepare yourself for the second match! Since you’re so confident, I’ll get you an even tougher opponent this time!” After saying that, she disappeared.

The next moment, Bu Fang turned to look at one of the entrances to the fighting pit. With a rattling sound, the door of the entrance slowly opened, and then a figure came out of it.

He had a ferocious face. The upper half of his body was a vicious beast, and the lower half a burly man. The ground shook violently with every step he took. His aura was extremely strong, and what surrounded him was not the curse power but a unique evil power.

Bu Fang froze for a moment—he studied the man carefully. The expert had a very peculiar arm, which was covered with savage-looking scales and emanating a sinful aura. It was a very familiar arm.

‘Isn’t that Heavengod Transmigration’s arm, which had escaped from the Chaotic Universe? I can’t believe it’s here and has attached to this man!’

“Ezra!”

“Ezra the Evil Beast!”

“Rip him into pieces, Ezra! Don’t let this fellow advance any further!”

The moment this burly expert appeared, the whole fighting pit broke out into an uproar. Everyone was screaming with enthusiasm and excitement as if they had seen an idol.

‘Ezra? What strange name is that?!’ The corner of Bu Fang’s mouth twitched. He turned his head to look at the ranking. It was not hard to find the name on the ranking. He just looked down from the first place and saw it at the fourth place.

‘What? He’s merely ranked on fourth place, even with Heavengod Transmigration’s arm?’

Bu Fang’s opponent in the second qualifying match was a humanoid monster from the Bestial Universe. He possessed the pure bloodline of a Beast God and was born a warrior and cruel slaughterer. Having won twenty-nine consecutive victories, he was a very fearsome expert.

There was no doubt that Bu Fang’s latest opponent had a very brilliant record. Compared to Ezra, his eleven consecutive victories were nothing.

Ezra was a noble from District B, and he had found freedom and a new life in Void City after being banished here. Today, he was the idol of countless nobles.

He had the head of an alligator, the cruel eyes of a raging beast, and a tail with sharp spikes that dragged from his back. Whenever the tail swung, it smashed the ground and sent debris flying.

“The second qualifying match begins now.”

The old crone’s cold voice resounded over the fighting pit and soon faded away. The audience broke into loud cheers.

As if stimulated by the boisterous noise, the berserk beast opened his mouth and revealed his sharp pointed teeth, each filled with icy killing intent.

“I will tear you apart, drink your blood, and eat your flesh!” Ezra said, staring at Bu Fang with an icy gaze.

Bu Fang took a bite of his oyster pancake, and so did Foxy on his shoulder. Whitey touched its round head, while Shrimpy spat another bubble. The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Ezra roared and raised his arm.

At the sight of the arm, Bu Fang’s eyes lit up. “I didn’t expect this arm to be obtained by a humanoid monster.” He exhaled a breath. The next moment, the five supreme Laws of the Universe appeared and surrounded him.

As soon as Bu Fang exposed the aura of the five supreme Laws of the Universe, the berserk fellow was frozen in place. His eyes became as wide as plates as if he had smelled something that filled him with great fear.

“You...” Ezra tried to say something.

The corners of Bu Fang’s mouth lifted slightly. With the power of the five supreme Laws swirling behind him, he raised his hand and crooked his finger at Ezra. The provocative gesture brought the entire audience to a boil.

Just when everyone thought Ezra was going to tear Bu Fang to pieces, something happened, and it stunned everyone.

Ezra stared at Bu Fang with wide eyes as if he had seen a ghost. Then, with a flick of his tail, he turned and ran toward the entrance he had just come out of, rolling and crawling. Soon, he had disappeared, but the ground was still shaking with his hurried steps.

Apparently, Ezra, who had the arm, recognized Bu Fang’s aura. The arm contained Heavengod Transmigration’s soul, so it knew Bu Fang was very difficult to deal with. He needed to grow quietly now, so he chose to retreat without hesitation.

Bu Fang, too, was stunned by the scene. Before he could react, Ezra had already disappeared. The match was over before it even started.

After a moment of silence, all the people in the audience lowered their heads and covered their faces in disbelief.

“Dammit!”

“Is he an actor?! How come he ran away before he even started fighting?!”

“Is this the same Ezra I know? What’s the matter with that strong and fearsome Ezra?!”

The audience was furious. They could not understand why someone ranked fourth on the list did not even have the courage to fight!

The person in charge of the fighting pit was also not expecting it. Even Countess Xia Qiu, who was watching the match in her residence, was stunned. Apparently, she did not understand what was going on either.

The crone appeared with a buzz. Her face was a little gloomy. Looking at Bu Fang, who assumed an innocent look, she was a little annoyed. She had just said that she was going to teach Bu Fang a lesson, but the turn of events seemed like a slap in her face.

‘Is that guy’s head filled with shit? Why did he have to be so frightened when he saw a chef? Was he afraid that the chef would cook him in public? Rubbish!’

“Well, you don’t have to look at me like that. He’s the one who gave up. It’s none of my business...” Bu Fang said with a shrug.

“Count yourself lucky... But luck is also part of strength. You have won the second qualifying match.” The crone was a little reluctant to let Bu fang win so easily. She felt pain inside when she said that.

Meanwhile, many nobles were cursing, and those who had staked everything on Ezra felt the sky was falling on them. It seemed that even the Queen of Curses could not bless them anymore.

Ezra had escaped, but Bu Fang had remembered him. When he got to District B, the first thing he had to deal with would be this humanoid monster.

There was something strange about this Soul Demon arm, which had once made Heavengod Transmigration kill countless living beings in the Chaotic Universe. If he let it grow, it would definitely turn into a major disaster. He had to destroy it before it could grow up.

“Let’s start the third match now... I’m in a hurry,” said Bu Fang.

“You can’t wait? Hehe... I hope you will still be so impatient later.” The old woman sneered. She gave Bu Fang a deep look and then disappeared again.

The whole fighting pit fell silent.

With a creak, another door opened. Slowly, a graceful figure walked out from behind the door. She had a slender waist, a hot body, and purple hair. Walking barefoot, she looked like a succubus emitting a fatal temptation.

‘Oh? My opponent this time is a woman?’ Bu Fang paused. He did not expect that his opponent for the last qualifying match would actually be a woman.

This was a beautiful, charming woman. Her aura was fearsome. She did not have Chaotic Energy, but she probably was not too far away from producing it.

Wearing a very short skirt, she walked with charming steps. Her long, fair legs kept attracting people’s attention. The moment she appeared, the fighting pit fell silent.

A few moments later, everyone sucked in a cold breath. It seemed to them that the person in charge of the fighting pit was getting serious this time!

This woman was not only an expert who ranked number one on the list but also the record holder of consecutive wins. She was the only one to have won forty consecutive victories!

Her name was Bess. She was from District A, the right hand of the Cursed Goddess who came from the Soul Demon Universe!

There were competitions between Cursed Goddesses. As the right hand of one of the Cursed Goddesses, Bess’s strength was naturally very strong because she must help the Cursed Goddess gain fame and glory.

She walked with enchanting steps, but to Bu Fang, her steps were not as enchanting as Lord Dog’s cat-like steps.

Soon, she came not far from Bu Fang. A sweet scent wafted from her as she covered her mouth with one hand and smiled.

“I heard that the reason you joined the qualifying battle is to find Her Excellency Nethery, who is also a Cursed Goddess. I actually don’t want to deal with you because I’m not interested in this qualifying battle. However, my superior, Her Excellency Soul, has sent me to kill you after hearing about your story.

“Are you ready to be killed by me?” Bess said, smiling and winking.

Bu Fang looked at her with a blank face. ‘Nethery’s rival? Finding me so soon? Tsk, tsk, tsk...’

“May I feed my little fox a meatball before you kill me?” said Bu Fang.

Bess paused slightly.

The next moment, Bu Fang waved his hand, and a meatball containing the Soul Demon’s aura flew out of his palm. Foxy leaped forward from Whitey’s head and caught the meatball with her mouth. Her fat was jiggling as she flew across the air.

Bess’s beautiful face looked surprised as she watched a pile of meat and fur fly through the air.

Foxy landed in Bu Fang’s arms and licked her lips with relish. He then held her up with both hands and glanced at Bess, pointing the little fox’s head at the latter. “I’m ready,” he said expressionlessly.

As his words faded away, Foxy’s eyes widened, and her mouth opened.

“Ah... Da Da Da Da Da Da...”