Gourmet Of Another World Chapter 1260
Having been with the System for so long, Bu Fang sort of understood its character. There was a test at the end of every realm, and if he wanted to break through to a stronger realm, he must complete the Systems test. It had happened to him in the past.
Before this, he had been working hard to activate the Little Saint test because it required sufficient turnover, and turnover was something that took time to accumulate. Although he didnt have any shackles in his cultivation base, he was actually quite similar to other cultivators. Others needed to accumulate energy, while he needed to have enough turnover. To put it simply, all he needed was to make money from the branches he opened and his delicious food.
Bu Fangs movements stopped. He was lost in thought. Shall I begin the test now? After considering for a moment, he decided to put it aside first. Now that he had reached the required turnover, he could start the test at any time. There was no need for him to rush.
At that moment, Commander Mo Yuans voice reached his ears and pulled him back from his thoughts.
"Owner Bu, its our turn." Mo Yan and the others looked at him with excitement in their eyes.
"This team match is a crucial one for us" Zhu Yan clenched his fist, his face beaming. If they could win this team match, they would step into the semi-finals. It was a great honor, enough to make the Immortal Cooking Realms name spread far and wide in all the nearby small worlds. As contestants representing the realm, they naturally wanted to help the realms reputation.
"Yes, its our turn." Bu Fang nodded, and his eyes lit up slightly.
As the competition progressed, Bu Fang got closer and closer to Nether Prisons team. Reaching the semi-finals was nothing. If they could enter the finals and compete with the Nether Prisons team, then he would have a chance to get a Sacred Nether Puppet heart to help complete Whiteys final repair.
After informing the customers that the business was closing early for the day, Bu Fang put the stall away. All the people around were wailing. They hadnt had enough of crispy pancakes. The dish was so delicious that they were intoxicated. They didnt want him to close the business so early, but they also understood that he had to prepare for the team match.
"By the way, who is their opponent in the team match?"
Many people paused. Recalling Commander Mo Yuans words, their eyes widened, and their faces looked shocked.
"Owner Bu, your opponent in the team match is the Wandering Soul Realm?!"
"Its over! Owner Bu the Wandering Soul Realm is a first-class small world!"
"Thats right! Its a small world stronger than the Vajra Realm!"
Everyone looked at Bu Fang with sympathy. They didnt expect that the Immortal Cooking Realm would meet the Wandering Soul Realm in the team match. However, when they thought further, they could understand why. The competition was approaching the semi-finals, and it was normal to encounter a first-class small world. Even if they didnt meet the Wandering Soul Realm, they would meet more powerful first-class small worlds. It would be a nightmare if they were to fight the West Little Buddhism Realm, the Winged Man Valley, or even Earth Prison.
By comparison, they were lucky to meet the Wandering Soul Realm.
Bu Fang was indifferent to this. For him, no matter who his opponent was, he was fearless.
The stall was put away. Although the people around him were unhappy to see that, they suddenly found something more interesting. They wanted to see the Immortal Cooking Realm fight in the team match. Therefore, a large group of people quickly came to the front of the arena.
The match was held in Arena One, which was already surrounded by experts who wanted to watch the match.
The Immortal Cooking Realm was a dark horse in this tournament. The main reason was that the little chef was too strong and managed to lead several of his weak teammates to the current position. His four teammates, who were just Six-star True Immortals, were a nightmare in this competition.
From being rated as one of the weakest contestants to the fact that it was now vying for a spot in the semi-finals against a first-class small world, the Immortal Cooking Realm had raised a lot of eyebrows. It was only a third-class small world, but it was able to do many things that many first-class small worlds had not done, which was impressive enough. Therefore, no one booed them this time. Even if they lost, it was also a glorious defeat.
Bu Fang was really not used to not being booed. He stepped into the arena, his Vermilion Chef Robe flapping noisily. Behind him, Zhu Yan and the others followed. The five people who represented the Immortal Cooking Realm stood in the arena and felt everyones attention.
Through the projection array, the scene was transmitted to the Immortal Cooking Realm. The whole realm was boiling up at this moment. Everyone was extremely excited and kept cheering. The team that was about to fight for the ticket to the semi-finals was their pride. Although everyone knew that the chance was slim, it was enough to make everyone proud. The Immortal Cooking Realm, after all, had just awakened.
Commander Mo Yuan, who was standing in the middle of the arena, glanced at Bu Fang. He was now more and more astonished at this little chef. Yesterday, he had fought alone against four Little Saints, and the result surprised many top geniuses from first-class small worlds. "I hope you can continue to create miracles," the commander grinned and gave a rare remark.
Bu Fang paused and gave him a puzzled look.
Opposite Bu Fang and his teammates were their opponents for this match.
A cold and dark aura came in swiftly, while darkness seemed to be approaching in the sky. Zhu Yan and the others were shocked. Their pupils constricted as they looked up. There, the Wandering Soul Realm contestants slowly stepped into the arena.
A terrible aura instantly spread throughout the whole audience, making everyone feel a little suffocated. The Wandering Soul Realm was a first-class small world, and it was even stronger than the Vajra Realm. An opponent of this level could not be underestimated at all. Its contestants had long black hair, pale faces, and bloodless lips, and they all wore loose white robes. They looked like corpses who walked around without souls, scary to look at.
Commander Mo Yuan glanced at both sides and said coolly, "The Immortal Cooking Realm and the Wandering Soul Realm contestants are all here"
The leader of the Wandering Soul Realm was a scrawny woman. Her long hair was spread out, and her back was bent. Her hair covered half of her face and gave her a grim look. From the moment she stepped into the arena, her eyes had been fixed on Bu Fang. After Mo Yuan spoke, she parted her lips and stuck out her red tongue, revealing a horrible smile. "Youre dead" she said in a very hoarse voice.
Bu Fang glanced at her and said nothing.
"Team matches use the best-of-five system. Whoever wins three matches first will be promoted to the next round," Commander Mo Yuan said. "You have the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn to discuss and prepare."
"Theres no need. Let the match begin now," the grim woman said, interrupting Commander Mo Yuan.
In the Immortal Cooking Realm team, Bu Fang was the only one who could fight. The Wandering Soul Realm team obviously knew this fact, so they had already made a plan. They didnt take the Immortal Cooking Realm seriously at all. Although Bu Fang was very strong, he was only one person after all. As for the other four contestants, they were nothing.
"Since you choose to start the match immediately, I wont say more. Those who will fight can stay in the arena, and the rest, please leave. Let me remind you once again, death is allowed in the tournament. I wish you all the best." After saying that, Mo Yuan disappeared and left the arena to Bu Fang and the others.
Zhu Yan and the others were trembling as they left the arena. The Wandering Soul Realm experts kept staring at them like a group of corpses, making their hair stand up.
The Wandering Soul Realm was a very mysterious, evil, and scary little world. It was said that the people there were all specialized in ghost-related cultivation techniques.
The audience was talking noisily. The match naturally attracted the attention of many people. Although Bu Fang was very strong and had shown his formidable strength by defeating four Little Saints last night, people still didnt expect the Immortal Cooking Realm team to win. After all, he was the only one in the team who could fight.
The Wandering Soul Realm, on the other hand, had at least four Little Saints who could fight. All they had to do was take turns to wear Bu Fang out. That was why the audience didnt think the Immortal Cooking Realm could win the match. How could Bu Fang, a mere half-step Saint, had enough energy to fight four Little Saints? This was also the weakness of the Immortal Cooking Realm team.
"It has begun"
Many people snapped out of their thoughts and looked at the arena with bright eyes. Instead of sending their strongest teammate, the grim woman, the Wandering Soul Realm sent a man who was so skinny that the next gust of wind could knock him over. His face was cold and dark, and his body was as chilly as ice as he exuded an aura of death.
"Hehehe" The man stood in the arena with his hands hanging by his sides and gave a sneer. "Youre strong Unfortunately your opponent is us, the Wandering Soul Realm. You will feel what despair is. Although your body is very tough, can your mental force be as tough as your flesh?"
While the man was speaking, black smoke gushed out from his sleeves, collar, nostrils, and mouth, slowly filling the air. After that, one soul after another appeared around him, and all of a sudden, there was a freezing wind blowing in the arena.
"The Wandering Soul Realm experts are best at soul attack means We will torture your soul and let you experience purgatory-like torture. You will die in despair, surrounded by fear," the man said again.
The next moment, his eyes burst into a dark green light, and with that, one cold black soul after another bared their teeth and brandished their claws, pouncing on Bu Fang.
A freezing chill spread out in an instant.
Bu Fang stood straight like a spear and furrowed his eyebrows. He really didnt know much about the Wandering Soul Realm. When his opponent suddenly summoned so many souls, he was a little lost and couldnt think of any way to deal with them.
With a thought, the bandage on his arm came off at once. A bestial roar rang out as his Taotie Arm was unleashed, surrounded by black and white energy. He took a deep breath and threw a punch at a soul coming from beside him. However, his fist hit nothing, and he soon found that the soul was immaterial!
"Its useless You cant hit us with physical force Its time for you to feel the torture of purgatory!" said a shrill voice. The man had disappeared, and his voice was everywhere in the arena.
Suddenly, a sharp and harsh howling rang out, so loud that it could easily break ones eardrums.
Bu Fangs pupils constricted. With a rumble, the souls that surrounded him released powerful mental waves together, all aiming at his head as if they were going to turn him into an idiot in an instant.
To his surprise, the Wandering Soul Realms attack method was actually a mental attack!
A strange expression came over Bu Fangs face