Food Wars Expert Starting from Kengan Baki

Chapter 69 Two strong men meet

I still stay at Lie's house. After almost a week of barbaric life, I finally returned to civilized society last night. Since he came back.

Garuda was not like an ordinary girl who would cry, make a fuss, or even threaten to commit suicide. She just treated him the same as usual, and only sometimes asked about what happened during the period of his disappearance.

Of course, in order to avoid her worrying, I picked out some nice things to tell her, such as being a brain-eating worm in the deep sea brain chapter, and having three rounds to kill the white abyss sea beast.

After all, even the hundred-meter-long skeleton was carried to the Wu family's ancestral land, so they couldn't help but believe it.

As he expected, Wu Huiliyang, who received the gift, did not mention a word about her disappearance during the past few days, but only reminded him to send it to her as soon as possible if she came across such good things next time.

Hearing the old man's words, Chen Tianqiao couldn't help but roll his eyes. This kind of thing is hard to come by, and even if it happens, it's not certain who will win or lose.

After dealing with all the elders, Lie still brought out his forte, Chinese cuisine, including frying, boiling, stewing, stir-frying, and pickling. The delicious sea beast meat was finely processed and became even more delicious.

Chen Tianqiao didn't eat much. After all, for him now, eating the sea beast meat would be like a cow chewing a peony, which would be a sheer waste.

After the two of them had eaten their fill, Garuda's originally pale face became much rosier, and Lie was sweating all over after eating. It was indeed top-grade meat, and it was extremely nutritious. It's a pity that I don't know if I can encounter it again in the future.

The cheap master didn't know from where he got the news that Wu Huiliyang had a skeleton of a sea monster. Then, like a child, she pestered him every day for the skeleton. After much persuasion, he finally let her know that it was a matter of fate.

Time flies, and before we know it, it is time for the Centennial Arena competition. With the help of many parties, the competition was held in the Sutra Repository Hall.

In the ancient feudal period, it was originally a place where monks practiced martial arts. Later, it was changed to the front yard to attract tourists to stop.

The former Sutra Repository Hall has now become a so-called secret place.

At this moment, after a hundred years of cleansing, the originally dead place has been injected with vitality again, with tourists, foreigners, martial artists, and government officials, as well as officially dispatched competition supervisors.

After all, there are thousands of people involved in the competition. If there are mass deaths and injuries, the officials in this province will probably be purged by the higher-ups.

The contestants at the Shaolin Temple in Songshan have arrived at the designated rest area one after another, waiting for the competition to start tomorrow.

As Lie's hometown master and close friend, Chen Tianqiao would certainly not be arranged to stay at the foot of the mountain like ordinary people, but would directly build an independent room at the back mountain of the Zen temple.

For this reason, Garuda specially donated a considerable sum of money for incense when her husband was missing. Even if it was a kindness from a friend, she could not take advantage of it in vain.

On the busy stone path, tourists are sweating as they climb to the top of the mountain. Some wealthy bosses will hire sedan chair bearers, who use bamboo chairs and two people to easily reach the top of the mountain.

Some of these people come to exercise, some to pray to gods, and some to watch the big competitions, but the competitions are unlimited and inherently bloody and cruel.

Therefore, no elders, children, women or children are allowed to enter the stadium to watch, unless of course you are a warrior yourself.

It was a grand event and there were crowds of people at the foot of the mountain. Because Rei had to take care of Baki's poisonous wound, he returned to Shaolin Temple a few days ago. The couple also took the RV arranged by the Wushu Association and arrived at the foot of Shaolin Temple.

"Husband, there are quite a lot of people here now. How about I go up later and not delay your game?"

"It's okay. I have a solution. I think you really liked sitting in this position."

As he said this, he waved away the association staff, put his hands on her waist, and directly placed her light body on his shoulders.

Then he held Garuda's thighs and lower back with his hands, and pushed off with his feet, walking on the mountain path as if it were flat ground, his speed as fast as a phantom chasing the wind.

Many tourists only felt a figure passing by them and saw nothing. In broad daylight, it was as if they had seen a ghost, causing the women in the crowd to scream continuously, and the sound quickly spread throughout the entire mountain trail.

"How is it? Although my speed is not fast now, it is stable."

Now, whether it is physical strength, endurance, strength, or nerve reflexes, he is now far better than before. It is almost a sure thing for him to win this big competition.

"You're still not happy. I caused such a big commotion just now. Isn't it a bad thing?"

I didn't expect that Garuda's personality has changed so much since she got pregnant? Her original carefree personality has changed to a more stable one. I don't know if this is a good thing or not.

"Don't worry about it. Someone from the martial arts association will help me. Now we can just climb the mountain."

While they are so good at chatting, the gate of Shaolin Temple in Songshan, located at an altitude of 1492 meters, is already within reach.

Because martial artists from all over the world have been gathering in Shaolin in recent days, for the sake of our own reputation and the personal safety of tourists.

There are twelve-man teams of on-duty monks set up at every intersection of the mountain gate. Even if they are unable to defeat the invaders, they can at least hold out until reinforcements arrive from the temple.

But there are exceptions to everything. At the intersection on the back mountain of the Shaolin Temple that was not open to the public, eight Shaolin Temple duty teams and dozens of monks holding sticks were seriously injured and the scene was full of grief.

The horrifying scene before his eyes made Elder Liu Xingneng, who had just led his men to the Discipline Hall, so angry that his hair and beard stood on end. He shouted angrily:

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Shaolin Temple and injure so many of my guarding monks!"

The person who came had an extremely evil appearance, as if he was a reborn ghost or a Shura. He had red hair, roared like a dragon and a lion, and his muscles were knotted under his black short clothes. He must have been very strong.

"Ha~hahaha!! Haha! This grand competition that only happens once in a century, why can't I come?! You're the only one who's to blame for stopping me from going up the mountain."

"I want to see! Who can stop me, Hanma Yujiro!"

His domineering and arrogant appearance shocked everyone who looked at him, and they all stepped aside, not daring to become his enemy.

Liu Xing is not helpless. If it comes to debating Buddhist scriptures, he can do it easily, but his boxing skills are far inferior to those people in the Bodhidharma Hall.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence of fate, but when the 108th bell rang in the temple, Fanma Yongjiro, with his hands in his pockets and looking down on everyone, and Chen Tianqiao, with his wife sitting on his shoulders, appeared at the main gate of Shaolin Temple together.

"Oh, barely a decent opponent."

"......"

Although Chen Tianqiao didn't know who he was yet, judging from the aura emanating from the other party, even if he evaluated him based on his current strength, his chances were no more than fifty-fifty.

What's more, my wife is around, so it's not a good idea to provoke this guy for the time being. Anyway, we will all settle it on the field.

"Humph!"

Seeing that the other party did not answer, Hanma Yujiro ignored him. In his eyes, although that guy had some strength, he was still a weakling.

A truly strong person should abandon everything, kill his father, wife, and son! He will do anything to become stronger!

However, in this era, it is difficult to find masters. Only his son, Baki, can help him continue to improve. But now Baki still needs some time to grow.

Chapter 70: Dirty Things at the Opening Ceremony

Yujiro Hanma was a professional mercenary who fought on battlefields around the world when he was only in his teens.

The devilish muscles he developed have defeated several US special forces.

He traveled alone to various secret realms, killed ancient beasts such as Yaksha Monkey, Giant African Elephant and Super Polar Bear, and left behind all kinds of powerful legends.

People even gave him titles such as King, Super Male Creature, Ogre, Giant Fierceness, and Troll.

However, Hanma Yujiro was not satisfied with this. Instead, he studied martial arts carefully, striving to master all martial arts in the world, and defeat all living masters with his extremely domineering destructive power.

Finally, he signed peace treaties with the leaders of major countries in the world as an individual, but he was unsuccessful in China.

No one knew the outcome of that battle, but from that day on, the government began to issue policies to re-emphasize national martial arts.

This is how a semi-official organization called the Wushu Association came into being. Although its intentions were good, there were always some people with ulterior motives mixed in.

"Amitabha, I have been troubled by worldly affairs recently. You two donors have come from afar, please forgive me for not welcoming you in person."

Afterwards, the novice monks welcomed the three men into the side room. During the process of leading the way, the abbot never mentioned the matter of the martial monks in the back mountain. They knew their own business and there would be someone capable of subduing such a strong man.

At night, Baki was vomiting blood while trying hard to train. Yanagi Ryukou's poisonous hand had not yet been lifted. After being tortured by the poison for such a long time, he looked as if he was about to die.

"Tomorrow! Hold on till tomorrow! I will definitely be able to meet that guy!"

Ever since Hanma Yujiro killed Baki's mother, he, as a son, has always wanted to avenge his mother, but the gap between the two is as huge as a chasm.

Even his attacks were never taken seriously by his father. Thinking of this, he felt depressed and couldn't help but spit out blood again.

After Baki finished his training, Retsu came out from the corner, holding a prescription of silver needles in his hand, and personally adjusted his body.

"Lie, thank you so much for giving me this opportunity." Baki, with a haggard face, thanked Lie again.

"Don't talk, you will get better." He said nothing, and the acupuncture was as if by magic. After a while, Baki fell asleep quietly.

"Ms. Shaojiang, I'll leave him to you."

Matsumoto Koe nodded. Since she had fallen in love with this man, she had to accept everything about him, no matter whether it was good or bad.

Silent all night.

The huge circular arena was built by the country's top engineering team. It has a tough style and simple shape and can accommodate 8,000 people watching at the same time.

The ground is made of tiles and soil, which allows the players to fully display their abilities. At the same time, it is also considered that stone slabs are too hard and not user-friendly.

When he saw the 12 sea kings representing the country enter, Chen Tianqiao frowned and asked in disbelief, "Who are you?" in the same queue.

"These few pieces of trash that I swept into the trash heap, can they represent us in such an important game?"

He was talking about none other than Sun Haiwang of Jeet Kune Do, Chu Haiwang of Tongbei Fist, Chen Haiwang of Sanhequan, Li Haiwang of Tang Shou, and Yang Haiwang of Vajra Fist who had picked a fight with them in the Wushu Association.

"I don't know how the people from the Wushu Association arranged the selection, but you can go and ask Guo Haihuang's hometown later."

Lie was a little confused about Guo Haiwang's operations, but he didn't care about that. The next game was the focus.

Because this was the first time that foreigners participated in the competition, the organizing committee composed of the region and the martial arts association paid special attention to those people and provided them with all the necessary food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Oliva, the freest man in the world, is the King of the Sea who has 20,000 students in Neon.

Baki Hanma, the champion of the first underground fighting tournament, and Ali Jr., who represented the world boxing champion Ali.

and Yujiro Hanma, who holds the title of "the strongest creature on earth."

There is a clear distinction between foreign and domestic players on the field. Even if most of the spectators do not understand the so-called ins and outs, they can clearly feel that the foreign players are all very strong.

It has to be said that there are many kinds of people in the same boat. Among thousands of people, there are always a few inappropriate people. The first one is Chen Tianqiao who replaced Guo Haiwang to fight.

Because they just returned to China last month, they don't have any impressive achievements in the country, and those five shameful Aquamans are even less likely to spread the news that they were defeated.

Even the Wushu Association, with Guo Haihuang's tacit approval, kept the lid on this filth to avoid damaging the association's reputation.

However, to the surprise of everyone present, the other person who was questioned was Yujiro Hanma.

Because Yujiro doesn't like to fight in public, his achievements are only known to insiders.

What's more, all countries are doing their best to block news about him to avoid causing national unrest and social panic. This is by no means alarmist, after all, Western countries are not very stable.

Too much freedom has caused the people to be too fragile psychologically. In addition, there are rioters who will do anything to get involved, and they may take advantage of Yujiro's opportunity to cause trouble.

Although both of them were pointed out in public, facing countless people's doubts and insults, Chen Tianqiao remained indifferent. Compared with the bloody battle under the ocean, it was nothing but a spring breeze.

"Two contestants, at the request of the organizing committee, in order to dispel the doubts of the audience outside the venue, could you please do a simple test?"

The emcee held the microphone and carefully approached the contestants' seats. It was okay for these fierce guys to look at them from a distance, but once they got close to them, they didn't pee on the spot, which showed their amazing perseverance!

"I don't care. Let's start the test now and don't delay the competition."

Chen Tianqiao waved his hands indifferently, feeling as if he was being used. After all, he was also a disciple of Guo Haihuang. If others didn't know, how could the organizing committee know? Let's see what they are going to do.

Soon, with Yujiro's consent, fifty tiles were quickly stacked in the venue.

There was almost no need to guess what was going on. He really didn't know who arranged this drama. He felt it was almost awkward to the extreme. Just fifty tiles, and he asked Yujiro to do a test. Don't make people laugh.

"Oh, I just hope it wasn't Master's idea."

After a few breaths, there was a loud bang and the entire audience was shocked. They saw that the fifty tiles were crushed into pieces by Hanma Yujiro. Yes, it was the effect caused solely by wrist strength.

Originally, some people were looking forward to seeing the Chinese Aquaman beat up a team of foreign players, but now they have been directly poured a bucket of cold water.

There was total silence.

"Ah, no wonder you asked me to step forward. You were waiting for this, right? Can't you just let them compete peacefully? Why did you have to cause such a shameful thing?"

At this time, several local officials sitting in the organizing committee had embarrassed looks on their faces. It was they who had come up with this idea before to intimidate the other party, but unfortunately, it was just the idea of ​​ordinary people after all.

Soon after Guo Haihuang made a phone call to his superiors, these local officials who came to gain experience in politics were all transferred away by official means, and no replacements were arranged. The next events would be fully handled by Guo Haihuang.

Chapter 71: There are no empty warriors under the great reputation

There was no other way. Since the master had arranged for me to find the place, I had to agree to it.

He walked over to the bricks and tiles with his hands behind his back. Looking at the pile of tiles, which was not even as high as his chest, he did not want to make it too shocking.

Just stretch out your palm and press lightly with your middle finger, and instantly, the tiles stacked underneath will shatter layer by layer like dominoes.

Although it was not as violent as the one performed by Hanma Yujiro, it was still pleasing to the eye, and made the group of people in the stands who had just wilted cheer together.

"Hey, what's going on? I'll have to ask Old Man Guo about this later!"

This time he didn't even call him master. He really didn't want to do this kind of showy work anymore. It didn't feel like he was a martial artist.