Food Wars Expert Starting from Kengan Baki

In an instant, a ghost with tens of meters tall, muscular body and very similar to Hanma Yujiro appeared in the void that no one could see in the big arena.

He was wearing a black kimono, had white hair, a red face, a single horn, and a string of black prayer beads around his neck, and he was roaring towards the sky.

With this enormous power, Yujiro Hanma was like a locomotive filled with steam. He pushed his opponent with unstoppable force, forcing him to plow two palm-deep grooves on the concrete ground with his feet.

"Release my true self! Evil Armor!"

A huge black shadow rose from the ground and instantly turned into the appearance of Chen Tianqiao wearing armor, but his spirit, energy and soul had not yet merged into one.

So much so that when it kills living beings, the remaining evil thoughts move like living things on the surface of the armor covered with sea urchin spikes.

On the broken iron armor corroded by sea water, tentacles from the deep-sea brain seals shuttle freely between the gaps between the armor plates.

Occasionally, a playful touch would wander to the face, but would be plucked out and chewed by the true self, and then would revive again on its own, repeating infinitely.

"Dangdang!"

After the two of them broke several stone pillars in succession, Yujiro was suddenly blocked by a stronger force and was shocked. This was the first time that someone could compete with him in strength while he was using his ghost back.

"boom!"

The ground exploded again. The red-haired war ghost, who never followed the ethics of martial arts, threw three consecutive punches like heavy grenades, knocking Chen Tianqiao back continuously.

The terrifying force penetrated his arms, and he was only able to get rid of it after he stepped into several deep pits under his feet.

"Damn it! This guy actually doesn't play by the rules. It's really the fault of inertial thinking. He unilaterally believes that the strong will abide by the rules he sets!"

"Sky-blasting sound!"

An explosion more terrifying than a military stun grenade suddenly rang beside his ears, and the War Ghost was in a trance the moment he lost hearing.

"Vajra Eight Styles!"

He squatted and shook his body, then after accumulating strength, he punched Yujiro in the forehead from top to bottom, but the punch made him bleed from the mouth and nose and he almost fainted.

Outrageous! Is this guy really human? The palm strike just now could have crushed a piece of solid copper and iron into powder, not to mention the head!

Splitting mountains, probing horses, supporting palms, subduing dragons... The moves of Bajiquan are smooth and flowing, and each move hits the opponent's vital points, but apart from making the opponent spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, there is no sign of serious injury at all.

He even countered the attack with attack, learned all the Bajiquan techniques, and turned the situation around in an instant.

"Hey, did you notice anything wrong?" The man in the suit said to someone bystander, staring at the slightly shaking guardrail.

"What's the problem? Brother, let's watch the game first! I've never seen such an exciting fight in my life. I'll have something to brag about when I go back." The local yellow-haired man responded.

"Stop bragging! I'm a construction engineer. The ground suddenly shook just now. It must be that the load-bearing pillars under our feet are about to collapse! If we don't leave now, we'll die!" After saying that, the engineer passerby squeezed through the crowd and ran away.

The ground is shaking? The stands are going to collapse? Engineers?! I barely paid attention to what the other party was saying, but my brain cells happened to collect some key information.

Combined with the slightly shaking ground beneath his feet, his hair stood on end in an instant. He no longer cared about the exciting match on the ring and pushed through the crowd to escape like a madman.

Chapter 83 Jiuli Battle Pattern

Among the thousands of people in the stands of the conference hall, there were far more smart people than just the engineer. After discovering the problem, they all began to flee one after another.

It may have been obvious at first, but as the number of people gradually increased, the riots eventually broke out.

Even though the Wushu Association had arranged to evacuate people from the beginning, the panicked crowd could not be calmed down without coercive suppression.

Especially as the noise of the fight below grew louder and louder, under the fists and feet of the two men, the stone pillars and concrete walls were no different from foam boards.

"Ha~hahaha! Aren't you going to save them?"

After noticing the chaotic scene in the stands, Hanma Yujiro verbally bullied his opponent, but he showed no mercy and punched his opponent, sending him flying and causing the stands to shake.

"Haha, my mission is to fight you. I don't care about the lives of others. Guo Haihuang will take care of it anyway."

"Ha~! Haha... cold-blooded guy, I really like you more and more!"

Regardless of the two people who were fighting like a demolition team, the chaotic crowd in the stands calmed down and left the venue much faster after Guo Haihuang personally took action and taught a few social scums a lesson.

After taking several heavy punches in succession, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the people were almost gone. He didn't know whether this guy did it on purpose or not, as he tried to force him against the support column several times.

"Rumble...."

The stands collapsed like dominoes. Although they served as auxiliary supports for the conference venue building, the chain reaction caused by such a large-scale collapse was enough to completely collapse this building weighing tens of thousands of tons.

When all personnel were evacuated, the vacant upper space finally became a battlefield for the two.

As time went on, the power of the punches grew stronger. If these punches and kicks hit an ordinary person, they would probably not be much stronger than a direct hit from a grenade.

"This is outrageous! How come this guy's endurance and the feeling of getting stronger the more he fights are exactly the same as mine?! Is this what the Hanma clan calls a ghost back?"

By now, he had consumed almost half of the energy he had accumulated through binge eating, and now he was almost out of cards.

"King of Hell, three points!"

"The tiger climbs the mountain hard!"

"Crash fist!"

But the guy opposite didn't feel exhausted at all. It was like a man who had abstained from sex for many years and suddenly let go of his nature. His wildness was revealed and he fought harder and harder!

"boom"

With just a simple whip kick, Yujiro actually knocked his opponent, who had just suppressed him, away like a cannonball and smashed him into an office.

It's unreasonable! It's totally unreasonable! If he hadn't been able to suppress the opponent before, he would have thought that the opponent was playing a trick on him.

"boom"

The wall that blocked his view exploded in an instant, with smoke and dust filling the air and debris flying everywhere. Before Chen Tianqiao could react, he felt a pain in his chest and abdomen.

The next second, things in front of him flashed by quickly, and Fanma Yongjiro's punch went straight from the first floor of the venue to the ceiling of the seventh floor. The huge force made Chen Tianqiao dizzy.

He was lying on the floor in a daze, when suddenly, a pair of large black cloth shoes appeared in his sight. Before he could see clearly who the owner of the big feet was,

"Oh, it's not time to go to bed yet! Hurry up and get up and continue playing! Who told you to sleep?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Tianqiao saw an oversized shoe sole suddenly enlarged in his eyes. He rolled over with great difficulty to avoid the fate of being stepped on in the face.

Suddenly he felt a pain in his back, and then he fell from the seventh floor to the first floor. His spine was almost broken by someone. Before he could catch his breath, a huge whistling sound came from above his head.

"Damn it!" Just as he dodged, Hanma Yujiro fell into the pit almost at the same time.

"Ha~! Hahahaha..... It's been a long time since I had such a good fight with someone. I really don't want to finish you off so quickly!"

Now that his son is still growing up, this unexpected opponent really makes him feel as surprised as if he had found a treasure. No one in the whole world can understand the loneliness of a strong man.

For this reason, he even trained his son to be his rival, just to find someone who could fight against him!

“Huff…Huff…Huff…Huff…Huff…”

His lungs were gasping for breath like a broken bellows. He thought back to the last time he was in such a mess. It was in the alley he had just crossed through, fighting a desperate battle with someone.

"Heh, it's been a long time since I fought with someone desperately."

He spread out his hands and clenched his fists. After all, the meal he had eaten before was not in vain, and the beating he had received was not in vain!

Tenacity: All injuries sustained in battle can be converted into evolutionary power to strengthen and heal oneself. The stronger the person, the better the effect.

Tyranny: Standing firm, the greater the damage taken, the stronger the burst power.

"The strongest creature on earth? Haha, no one can escape unscathed before I die!"

Qi, blood and will are completely integrated, the effect of tenacious healing is greatly improved, and the momentum that is almost visible to the naked eye, like a rising wolf smoke, is connected to the evil Luo armor.

As if transformed by the evolution of will, the tattered armor of the self has been completely renewed.

Only the will of the dead still lingered on it, but it had been forcibly integrated into one, truly using its own tyranny to forcibly crush the will of others.

"This!!! Yes!! I didn't expect you! You actually have such potential!"

If you were to ask yourself what it would feel like to win 50 million on top of 30 million, Hanma Yujiro felt like he was about to cry, he was so excited that he couldn't control himself.

"Evil Luo Armor: Nine Li Battle Pattern!"

In an instant, an invisible roar shook the void, and the aura of war contained in it made the nearest one-horned ghost unable to move for a moment.

His palm turned into a knife, like a sharp weapon. In less than half a breath, it left a bleeding groove on the opponent's neck, hands and feet. His original intention was to cut off his limbs completely, but the opponent's body did not look like a human.

The heart is like an engine running at full power, and blood throughout the body flows at high speed under pressure.

At this moment, the power surging through his body, his every move was more powerful than an axe, a halberd, a hook or a fork, and he thrust, smashed, elbowed, and punched with all his might.

Even though Hanma Yujiro's body was different from that of an ordinary person, it was still broken and damaged under the constant blows.

Suddenly, the surrounding buildings seemed to collapse as if the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing. Because the venue had been destroyed by the two people one after another, it was already at the point of falling apart.

With one punch, he smashed the boulder that was falling towards him into pieces. At this moment, both of them realized that it was a decisive moment for both sides.

"Nine Li Patterns! The Lord of Arms! Chi You!"

Is everything fate? Even he didn't expect that things would be so coincidental, because he agreed to Lielai to participate in the big ring competition on a whim, and it happened that the Songshan Shaolin Temple, which was responsible for this competition, was located in Henan.

Legend has it that Chi You's real body was buried here. I didn't expect it to be true!

No wonder when he was inciting the fusion of blood, energy and will just now, a sense of war was attracted and mixed in. Perhaps he was the only warrior in the past few hundred years whose body reached the recognition of the Lord of Weapons.

"Rumble..."

The people from the Wushu Association outside the blockade, as well as several eliminated contestants, watched in a trance as the venue for the tournament gradually collapsed.

"God, I hope you can bless Brother Chen. Everything will be fine." Lie looked up into the distance and prayed to the heavens.

"My husband, I believe you will be safe and sound." Garuda would never think about her husband's failure, nor did she dare to think about it.

"Alas, my cheap disciple, you are such a troublemaker." Looking at the frightened crowds going down the mountain, he estimated that they would be busy in the days ahead.

"Father...I must kill him!" Baki's heart was very complicated. On the one hand, he wanted to avenge his mother, and on the other hand, he hoped to do it himself. Unfortunately, he gave up because of his lack of strength.

Chapter 84 The Final Battle

In the ruins of the conference hall, two seemingly inhuman monsters were facing each other, surrounded by fallen rocks and beams that they had smashed with their fists. Some of them were huge, weighing several tons to more than ten tons.

Hanma Yongjiro looked at the black and red patterns on the other person's body in surprise. They came to life under the movement of muscles. He had a human body and cow hooves, four eyes and six hands, ears and temples like swords and halberds, horns on his head, and he held knives, axes, spears, and swords in his hands, as if roaring to the sky.

He was very sure that the other party did not have these things before. Could it be that it was the same as his own ghost back, a product of bloodline awakening?

It seems that the battle is gradually getting out of control, but when did it start?

"Ha~hahahaha, no matter what, since you always surprise me, I will give you my all in return!"

At that moment, the ghost's back was extended, and boundless fighting spirit was like an erupting volcano, raging and ravaging the void. Even those who were watching from a thousand meters away felt the burning sensation.

"Ha~hahahaha! That's exactly what I meant!"

At this moment, Chen Tianqiao had just received the legacy of the military leader Chi You. Now is the time when he is eager to fight, so how could he retreat easily!

"boom!"

The two sides collided with each other without dodging, fists against fists and legs against legs, and fought each other madly in the center of the ruins. The aftermath of the collision of force alone was enough to sweep away all obstacles on the ground, big or small.

Soon the battle reached its climax, and the Chiyou tattoo on his body became more and more vivid, and together with the phantom of his ego above him, he also punched the one-horned ghost.

Suddenly, Hanma Yongjiro grinned grimly, showing the power of his ghost back. He stretched out his arms and actually withstood several heavy blows, but none of them could move him at all.

"A killing blow!"

In an instant, he was hit by both palms of Hanma Yujiro, and he felt dizzy and countless lights flashed through his mind. For a moment, everything he saw was blood red.

"Unfortunately, I won after all! Now it's time to swallow you into my stomach!"

This was followed by a side kick, which kicked the opponent hundreds of meters away, smashing countless huge rocks and trees on the way.

At this time, the two had fought to the edge of the cliff, and he was hit by a fatal blow from the other side. At this moment, he was bleeding from all seven orifices, and even his brain was a little dizzy, but he was stimulated by the cold clouds on the top of the mountain, and he felt much more sober.

"This place is surrounded by fog and distant mountains. It's a good place to be buried, isn't it?"

Hanma Yujiro was stuck in the only way out, with a thousand-foot cliff filled with sea of ​​clouds under his feet. In addition to the first-class scenery, it was indeed a Feng Shui treasure land.

"Oh, that depends on who is being buried!"

"Don't worry, I have a more interesting idea."

After saying that, Yongjiro took a dozen steps forward, turned his back and punched the ground hard. In a moment, hundreds of tons of rock fell off the cliff.

The huge crack seemed to be split in two by a peerless magic weapon, and finally formed a floating island in the sea of ​​clouds with an area of ​​less than ten square meters.