Food Wars Expert Starting from Kengan Baki

The next moment, Jishan Village City attacked again, and pressed down his wrist suddenly, as if to break Lie's right hand in one fell swoop. However, it was supported by the opponent's rocky abdominal muscles and was thrown over his shoulder again.

And if he hadn't protected the back of his head with his hands this time, he might have been eliminated on the spot.

"My husband, Lie is too proud. He wants to defeat his opponent completely and openly. No matter what tricks the opponent uses, he wants to defeat him head-on. But if he continues like this, he will suffer sooner or later."

When he smelled the fragrant breeze behind his ear, he instantly realized that Garuda had woken up, and hurriedly picked her up and sat her on his shoulders, because the position was at a high altitude and had a good view.

"Garuda, why don't you get some more sleep? If something goes wrong on the way here, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but tear this place down."

Thinking about how he left his pregnant wife in the locker room and ran to watch his brothers' game, everyone must be very angry, so they quickly expressed their opinions.

"Come on, stop pretending. You just wanted to come and watch his game, but you left me there all alone. It's too late now."

"Yes, yes, you are right. I think Lie may want to show the power and charm of martial arts to all Chinese people so as not to be outdone by foreigners, so he has been taking a defensive counterattack approach."

"But you are right about one thing. Lie will soon suffer for his carelessness."

After listening to Chen Tianqiao's comments, she is now a little worried that the opponent will lose the game because of this.

"Don't worry, who is Lie? He is our best friend. I have been giving him some special treatment whenever I have time recently. How could I lose to that shameless guy?"

Seeing how serious her husband was, she would believe him even if he was just saying words of comfort.

At this time, there was another commotion off the field. King Ji Hai seemed to only remember the food and not the beating. His bearded face was full of sincerity. He stretched out his hand again.

"Lie, I believe you still have the courage to hold it, right?"

He still held it, just like before, but the next second, the old-fashioned King Lie Haiwang actually took the initiative to attack.

While holding the opponent's right hand tightly, he punched out with his left hand like pounding garlic. The terrifying force knocked the opponent half a meter into the air, and he did not let go even after he landed.

"Hehe... Lie, I always believe that you will always hold my hand tightly, just like now!"

In an instant, Jishan Village City, who had just been trembling and spitting blood, took advantage of the moment of sympathy from King Liehai.

He used a fierce shoulder throw, and while the man's face hit the ground and his head was dizzy, he immediately used a cross-arm choke to break his arm. The whole set of movements was smooth and seamless.

Chapter 80 Martial Arts/The War is Coming

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Chapter 81 Pre-War Savings

A battle between father and son is now taking place at the venue, but rather than a battle, it is more like unilateral domestic violence by Yujiro Hanma.

No matter how good Baki was in the previous battle, he is in such a mess now, being beaten from beginning to end.

"Are you still not going to admit defeat? I'm not in the mood to play around with you today,"

With his hands folded across his chest, the man who had never been a father for a day stood there and allowed his son to punch and kick him. However, attacks that could knock an opponent to the ground with just a few moves were like a spring breeze to Yujiro.

"Be serious, father!"

While speaking, he threw left and right hooks, hitting the opponent on the chin, but the opponent remained indifferent.

"Seriously? Ha~hahahaha...!"

Hearing this, the Red-haired Demon King immediately burst into laughter, but the arrogance in his voice was shocking.

"Ha~! Hahahaha... are you kidding me, Baki? We are just father and son, just playing around. What on earth makes you think this is a battle?!"

Before he finished speaking, Yujiro appeared beside Baki in a moment. With a big hand, he easily pressed his head into the ground, leaving only half of his body exposed and struggling frantically.

But even if he used all his strength, he could not break free from his father's big arms, and as time went on, he became dizzy and the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger, and finally his shaking body gradually calmed down.

"Hmph, you fell asleep already? It turns out the purity is still too low." I really hope that the guy who defeated Oliva can make me more excited!

As the Chinese entered the semi-finals, the emotions of the audience in the stadium fluctuated greatly, from the complete defeat in the beginning to the current 3:1. The most important thing is that today will completely decide who will be the king of the sea.

"Pfft....., what?! Did he really say that?"

Guo Qinglin spat out the tea he had just swallowed in shock. In the office area on the top floor of the venue, Lie still decided to pass the message to the president first.

"That's right. I asked you to prepare to evacuate thousands of spectators in the afternoon. I wonder if you know anything, President."

Guo Haihuang was startled by Lie's question, but he still pretended to be fully intelligent and had discussed it with his apprentice.

"I know my disciple Chen Tianqiao well. He would never do such a pointless thing. Since he specifically mentioned that it is an important matter, I will ask someone to arrange for it to be handled later."

"You just finished the game, go back and rest."

At this time, Rei's gaze passed over Guo Haihuang and looked at the venue where the competition had ended. He sighed. He did not expect that the strength between Baki and his father was so different.

"Then I'll go back first."

Watching Lie Hai Wang go out, Guo Hai Huang began to think about the meaning of the message just now. Attack? Bomb? Or is there some danger? Or is it that something terrible will happen today, so we should prepare in advance?

"Well, just trust that kid for a while and make sure everything is safe."

He sat back in the recliner at his desk, picked up the phone and called more people from the local martial arts association. Now everything was ready, only the east wind was missing.

In the kitchen of Shaolin Temple, which is not far from the wing rooms, there is steam in the air and smoke rising. The neat kitchen is filled with a wide variety of ingredients.

There are all kinds of vegetarian food, including cabbage, radish, tofu, tomatoes, eggs, pumpkin, beans, as well as pork, mutton and beef. As for the fact that all monks are vegetarians, it is a joke.

The monks in the Discipline Institute are all strong and muscular. If they could train soldiers just by eating vegetarian food, the generals in history would probably wake up laughing in their dreams.

Even people who have done heavy work know that they should eat oily foods, let alone people who practice martial arts, who generally eat more meat.

"Hey, eat slowly. The competition is about to start. Is it really okay to eat so much now?"

Garuda, worried, just watched her husband eating without restraint in front of a table piled with meat and noodles, with pots and pans thrown all over the floor.

"Hic..., what are you doing here? I'm trying to save my energy for the competition. It's okay if I eat a lot and burn it off quickly. But you're pregnant and it's not suitable for you to stay in the kitchen, a place with a lot of fireworks."

He did not stop talking while he was talking. He had specially asked Lie to let the chef in the kitchen cook for him. After all, he was going to fight a man known as "the strongest creature on earth", so no matter how well prepared he was, it would not be too much.

"Okay, then you eat first, and I'll prepare some tea for you to relieve your greasiness."

After seeing Garuda leave, he reached out and picked up a huge roasted pig's head and bit off most of the pig's face in one bite.

The hard bones and tough pig skin were quickly turned into meat foam and swallowed down in the mouth like the big teeth of a hydraulic press.

Especially the live performance of "eating a pig in three bites" made the young monks who were responsible for serving the dishes feel their throats rolling and cold sweats pouring down their faces, fearing that this giant who looked like a monster would swallow them up as well.

Because the rice is still steamed in a large wooden barrel, the noodles are steamed buns filled in bamboo baskets. Each bun is as big as an adult's fist. Because they are made from old dough, each one is solid.

Pig heads, cow heads, sheep heads, ribs, thighs, offal for hot pot, the entire kitchen that used to be busy for Shaolin is now cooking for only one person. I'm afraid if this news gets out today, no one will believe it.

I don’t know how long it took, but Chen Tianqiao got to the end of the meal. He could still savor the flavor of the large dishes served in large bowls and iron basins.

However, since the food on the plate is in small quantity, we just pour it into our mouth and swallow it as soon as our upper and lower jaws close.

It's just like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, without knowing the taste at all. However, the speed of serving the dishes is able to keep pace with the speed of eating.

"Hurry up, bring another basket of steamed buns! And chicken! How can there be no white meat!"

"Yes... yes, yes... I'll ask the chef to make it for you right away!"

After a long while, he swallowed the last bite of steamed bun and burped loudly. At this moment, he was lying on the ground with his arms and legs spread out. His belly was as big as that of a woman in seven months of pregnancy. It was a pity that there was no wine here, otherwise it would have been even more perfect.

"Brother Chen, are you satisfied with the meal I arranged?"

As soon as Lie's voice reached his ears, that cheerful face appeared in front of him. If he had not been helping in the kitchen just now, the serving speed would probably be much slower.

Even so, all the cooks and kitchen helpers were now exhausted and collapsed on the ground, unwilling to get up. It seemed that the entire Shaolin Temple would have to eat only a meal of pickled vegetable buns tonight.

"Hmm....quite good! I always thought...it would be lighter, especially in terms of taste. It's actually better than that of a five-star chef."

"Ha~haha, of course. Brother Chen, you may not know that our temple's Chinese Culinary Training Academy recruits students from major culinary schools every year. It is an additional source of income."

Huh? Why do I seem to have heard this name somewhere? Forget it, I have to play in the afternoon, otherwise I will have to let Lie take me to see it.

He climbed up and sat on the bench, holding the iron bucket of Dahongpao prepared by Garuda, and drank tons of it... like an old cow drinking water, he drank up the good stuff that others were reluctant to drink.

"Good tea! Thank you for your hard work, Garuda."

Smelling the tea fragrance that filled the room, even Lie, who knew nothing about tea, had his mouth twitching.

Chapter 82: Ghost Back VS Evil Armor

As the host of the grand arena competition, Guo Haihuang, the Wushu Association, has never been a pedantic person. For him, manipulating the battle list is no psychological burden at all.

But when he was arranging the match for the two people who were about to fight, the nervousness that came from the bottom of his heart actually made his palms sweat?

"What's going on? It's just a competition between two strong men. How can it be dangerous?"

The remaining matters were quickly finalized, and at the end it was emphasized that more security personnel were assigned, so it is better to be cautious.

"Dear audience, the competition has finally reached the semi-finals. Let's wait and see who will advance to the finals! Both players, please prepare to enter the venue."

As soon as the emcee finished speaking, the Chinese audience burst into loud cheers. The next second, two figures fell from the sky, hitting the ground of the arena, making a rumbling sound.

“I can’t wait to start enjoying the food!”

Hanma Yujiro's extremely evil face suddenly revealed a ghostly aura, and his terrifying fighting spirit almost distorted the void.

I have to say that just by standing there, this guy can make me feel endless oppression. He is worthy of being the strongest creature on earth.

"What a coincidence. I just ate, but I can still fulfill your wish."

Suddenly, his arms shook, and the shirt that was in the way was torn into pieces. His bronze muscles seemed to be made of pure gold, and his momentum was like that of a Mingwang descending to the world to subdue the Yakshas and evil spirits.

"Not bad, it has some momentum, but I don't know how pure it is."

"Then you can try it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of a gong rang out. The next second, before anyone could react, he was punched hard in the face and flew out of the arena.

"Hiss! This red-haired man is so strong!" someone shouted in disbelief.

"I think his name is Yujiro? Hanma Yujiro!" Finally someone remembered what this man's name was.

"I don't know. I heard someone say before that he is the most powerful martial artist in the world. It seems that what they said is true." The man who often travels abroad for business has a solemn expression on his face.

"Don't worry, even if we lose this game, we still have Guo Haihuang!" For the students of the Wushu Association, Guo Haihuang is like a stabilizing force.

The smoke and dust under the stands lingered for a long time. The red-haired war ghost had a strange smile on his face, waiting not far away, which was unusual for him.

"Galala....., it hurts a bit! Hanma Yujiro!"

In an instant, an extremely brutal force overwhelmed the entire venue, causing all the audience members' hands and feet to become cold and trembling, exactly the same as what happened last time.

Chen Tianqiao walked out of the smoke and dust leisurely, his eyes flashing red, twisting his neck that was almost broken, and after a few breaths, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"It's your turn!"

"boom!"

There was a sudden loud explosion, and the ground shattered instantly, with the stirred-up gravel sweeping all around like shotgun shells.

"Lift 15% to the limit..."

"Qian Kun suppresses the mountains and rivers!"

The next moment, the powerful iron fist kissed Yujiro's cheek like a heavy artillery piece. The whole person flew dozens of meters away and stopped only after crashing into a wall.

"Interesting! Very interesting! I haven't encountered such an interesting opponent in a long time!"

The red-haired war ghost also twisted his almost broken neck and walked straight to the opponent, but he was not in a hurry to attack.

At this moment, the two were less than one meter apart. Chen Tianqiao, who was 2.61 meters tall, looked down at Yujiro, who was less than 2 meters tall. The huge height difference between the two made Zhan Gui a little unhappy.

"How about...? Let's compete first?"

"Okay!"

Looking at the other party's raised hands, he went up to him without hesitation with a sly smile, thinking that he would not be afraid of him in a contest of strength.

The two parties were seen interlocking their fingers, with veins bulging on their foreheads as they suddenly exerted force. Suddenly, more than a dozen circles of radiating cracks like spider webs appeared on the ground with the two of them as the center. It was surprising and terrifying.

"Ghost back!"