Food Wars Expert Starting from Kengan Baki

"Sky-blasting sound!"

The deafening sound waves exploded in Pico's ears, causing his expression to suddenly freeze, and even his movements became a little slow.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Tianqiao, who had been pretending to be dead, raised his waist desperately and cut off his legs at the knees with a knife without thinking.

In the end, amid Pico's roar of shock and anger, most of the prey that was supposed to be enjoyed fell into the dark building, and now only two calves were left in his hands.

The primitive man stayed in the cave for a long time, but refused to go down, because the energy emanating from the dark cave entrance was much stronger than the places he had stayed before. Instinct told Pico to stay away from here.

"Tokugawa, what are you going to do now? Anyone who falls into a place like that will have no chance of survival."

As a Neon garrison officer, Major James is well aware of the original incident. The core melt has not yet been rendered harmless, and the scene inside is probably like purgatory.

"Major, Mr. Tokugawa, I suggest that we retrieve that primitive man first. If we let him get away, we won't be able to get any of him."

Charles stared intently at the primitive man who was gnawing on a living person's calf. As long as he could complete his research, he would get it for him no matter what the other party wanted to eat.

This is the second time! Under his wide kimono, Tokugawa clenched his fists. Although he was usually amiable, what he hated most was that someone would repeatedly interrupt him from watching the battle at critical moments.

"Before the winner is revealed, please stay calm and don't do anything unnecessary!"

Tokugawa Narimitsu had great power, especially the fact that he was able to borrow the precious primitive man from the military was enough to explain everything.

An unknown professor and a major stationed in Neon, with just a little effort, these two people can pack up and leave.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Tokugawa is right. Everything should be based on you. We'll just wait and see." The major reacted and hurried to make amends, although he didn't understand why the other party was angry.

"Yes... yes..., wait a little longer." Charles was not a rookie, and when he saw that the other party was angry, he immediately humbled himself.

PS: I would like to seek readers’ opinions. The recent data has been plummeting.

Will you get aesthetic fatigue from staying in the same world for a long time? I am considering adding a task system and streamlining the current system.

This quest system allows you to temporarily go to another world, complete specific tasks, and then continue in the main world.

If you have any ideas, please mention them in the comment section. Mainly because I recently realized that this volume was dragged on too long. Although it is a fusion of worlds, it is still a bit too long.

The Baki volume will be over soon, probably within a hundred chapters.

Thank you readers for your support.

Chapter 96 Miyamoto Musashi

The dark space was hot and unbearable, and the ground was covered with some unknown substance like black mud. Dots of bright green light dotted among them, like the eyes of evil spirits, making this already gloomy area look like the Nine Netherworld Purgatory.

“Cough cough cough… I almost died! Huh?! It’s so itchy!! It’s so itchy!!”

Chen Tianqiao fell to the ground and sank into the core residue. His appearance was extremely horrifying. His body was covered with rotten flesh and tumors. Countless skin organs seemed to have their own will and began to grow wildly.

The ears, eyes and nose are fighting for territory. The teeth in the mouth, which should be the most powerful, are rebelling. Even the tongue, its ally, has taken refuge in the throat.

The five internal organs were in a mess, and even the two hands were pinching each other. Just when the body was about to collapse, the ego used its extremely strong will to sweep down from the brain and sweep away all the rebellious organs.

The evolutionary power provided by the system then shapes new organs, making them tougher and more energetic. A simple bioreactor is then built inside the chest cavity, using spinal nerves as connections and bones as conduits to transport energy throughout the body.

Although he had extremely powerful strength, he also paid a certain price. First of all, all the hair on his body was removed (the hair was rebelling).

Bones, the organ with the thickest capital, were also severely exploited for nutrition. The height shrunk from 2.61 meters to 2.1 meters. Not to mention the muscles at the bottom of the body. The best way to describe it is skin and bones.

"Although it looks like a ghost, its power is indeed very strong! I hope that primitive man hasn't gone far."

Going around the huge hole in the center of the room, that should be the trace left by the core melting through the ground.

In the dark abyss, rolling heat waves mixed with terrifying radiation rushed straight up. After accumulating in the space for a short time, they were absorbed by him again.

There was no posture, no special moves, just a light kick, and the three-meter-thick reinforced concrete was shattered into pieces. The remaining force even smashed the skin that was gnawing at his leg.

"Hey! Are you still eating? It seems that my meat is very delicious to you, but I wonder how your meat tastes?"

Before the voice faded, the man was already in front of the primitive man, but to his embarrassment, Pico did not recognize him.

Before he fell in, he was big and strong, but when he came out, he had no hair and was shorter. Now he is as thin as a bamboo pole.

"It's okay. I'll make you remember who I am."

He wanted to grin, but the face that Pico saw looked like a regenerated skeleton, and the primitive man was so scared that he punched him.

"Snapped"

With a slight sound, Pico's strong fist was easily grasped by a few dry fingers. Suddenly, he felt an indescribable sense of relief in his heart.

Without waiting for the opponent to draw his fist, he responded with blood for blood, tooth for tooth, just like Pico had done before. Unfortunately, Chen Tianqiao forgot that not everyone has the attribute of resisting death like him.

In Tokugawa's private medical clinic, seven or eight internal and external surgeons gathered together to save a huge primitive man.

"Calves, thighs, forearms, upper arms, chest, abdominal muscles, heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys! Wow, hundreds of kilograms of flesh disappeared? I have never encountered such a patient in my decades of medical practice. It's as if this guy was just rescued from the dining table!"

The doctor with gray hair on his temples couldn't help but sigh after examining the patient's injuries.

"Who says it's not true? But this man's body structure is too amazing. Most people would have died seven or eight times with this injury."

"Oh, stop talking. Mr. Tokugawa spent a lot of money to invite us here. If you don't want to offend others, then show your true abilities."

Back to an hour ago, several helicopters were circling over the Fukushima nuclear power plant until three people, two tall and one short, wearing chemical protective suits appeared in front of the people grilling.

"Old man Tokugawa, what are you doing here? I have already finished fighting with this primitive man. Didn't you see it?" As he said this, he pointed to the drone on the roof not far away.

"Mr. Chen, I'm not here to talk about this matter, but about this primitive man..."

"Okay, I know what you mean. Those two must be the ones responsible, right? Take them away quickly. I still have something to discuss with old man Tokugawa."

He waved his hands as if to shoo away a fly, and the other two had no objection at all. They had watched the entire video afterwards, and the destructive power of the person in front of them was almost like that of a humanoid nuclear weapon.

"I know you have information about Hanma Yujiro's whereabouts. Please tell him a message for me. We will fight in Okinawa in two months."

After leaving these words, he jumped into the rough sea. The tolerance of the newly built reactor was too low. In such a short period of time, the temperature kept rising. If the heat was not dissipated in time, he would be roasted.

Next he needs time to recover, improve the reactor's heat dissipation capabilities, and of course store the hydrogen element "deuterium", because this is the most easily obtained nuclear reaction material.

If we had not traveled to a desert planet, I estimate that every world would have an ocean, the cradle of life.

Soon, time passed day by day, and in the underground laboratory of Tokyo Tower, a man who was like a god of war in the Warring States Period was resurrected by the Tokugawa family using cloning technology.

The huge commotion attracted the attention of all martial artists, including Yujiro Hanma in Tokyo.

"Mr. Miyamoto, welcome to the modern era."

Fearing that the legendary swordsman might act recklessly, Tokugawa Narimitsu quickly knelt on one knee and introduced the ancient man to information about the future, emphasizing the warriors of today and the purpose of resurrecting him.

After listening to Tokugawa's words, the slovenly middle-aged man was silent for a long time before saying, "Since we are here, take me to see this era."

Afterwards, Tokugawa drove Miyamoto Musashi to travel around the prosperous city of Tokyo. Looking at these new things that they had never seen before, even the long-famous swordsman couldn't help but lose his composure.

Finally, the two settled in the underground arena, and Tokugawa took him to visit the building he was proud of, but for some reason, Tokugawa also invited Neon's strongest kendo master to meet with Miyamoto Musashi.

"Kyoichiro Sabe, a ninth-level great swordsman. In other words, he is at the level of a man-killer."

"Oh," Miyamoto Musashi just responded softly.

As soon as the white-haired Kyoichiro Sabe entered the venue, he felt like he was facing a formidable enemy the moment he saw Miyamoto Musashi, because in just a short while, he was killed seven times in his consciousness by the other party.

"Where did you invite this expert from, Tokugawa?!"

"Ha~hahahaha, sorry for the secret."

On the other side, Miyamoto Musashi took a fancy to Sabe Kyoichiro's sword, so at the instigation of Tokugawa, he lent the sword to the other party.

Miyamoto Musashi suddenly swung his sword downward under the horrified gazes of the two men. The acceleration in an instant far exceeded the load of the material, breaking the hard blade into two pieces.

"May I ask...your name...", Kyoichiro Sabe said respectfully.

"Miyamoto Musashi."

Hearing this, the expression on the old face froze, and Sabe Kyoichiro felt that the other party was playing a trick on him! Using a name from the Warring States Period to deceive him, if he didn't want to tell me, he would just say it. If I can't afford to provoke him, can I not hide from him?

Cursing in his heart, the old man held the broken knife and faced the two men. Without even saying hello, he turned away.

"Hahaha, it seems he doesn't believe that you are Miyamoto Musashi." Tokugawa seemed to have seen something interesting and laughed out loud.

"It doesn't matter. I am who I am. This is a fact that no one can change. And if the strong people you are talking about are only this strong, I think I should just go back."

"Of course not." Then Tokugawa dialed the phone in his hand.

Chapter 97: Decisive Battle in Tokyo

When Tokugawa took Miyamoto Musashi to challenge the major masters of Japan, the remains of countless large marine creatures were scattered all over the seabed 300 meters deep in the Fukushima waters.

"bang"

He killed the last giant sperm whale with his fist. After nearly a month, he finally stabilized the biological reactor in his body, which was the power of nuclear fusion. From then on, he could only eat normally and maintain minimal activities.

Only by utilizing the "deuterium" element in the ocean can he gain enough combat power.

When one foot stepped on solid land, all the neon warriors felt at the same time the breath that transcended everything, as if it was the end of death that destroyed life.

In the Tokyo underground arena, Miyamoto Musashi, who was about to kill Rei Kaioh, suddenly stopped, then ignoring the curses from the audience, he put away his sword and turned to walk into the contestant passage.

"King Lie Haiwang, we can fight again next time. Now I have to go to a banquet! Ha~hahahaha!"

At this moment, Lie, who was captured alive in the battle and tied up with bandages all over his body, felt as humiliated as if he were to die on the spot.

No matter how he argued, he lost the battle with Miyamoto Musashi, and it was an extremely shameful defeat. Guo Haihuang walked to Lie and untied him, without saying anything to comfort him. This kind of thing can only be overcome by one's own heart.

On the other side, Tokugawa Narimitsu, who had been waiting at the exit of the arena, was now full of confusion. He didn't understand why Miyamoto Musashi, who regarded fame and fortune as his life, suddenly gave up the fight.

"Mr. Tokugawa, after so many days of fighting, I now finally understand my mission!"

"mission?"

Does such a thing exist? Tokugawa Narimitsu originally wanted to listen to Miyamoto Musashi's explanation, but the more he listened, the more confused he became. Although he also believed in some ghosts and gods, after all, Miyamoto's soul was his sister, summoned from Hirasaka.

Miyamoto Musashi did not speak, but just looked at the sky at the end of the city. He seemed to see countless creatures burning in the bloody flames, and on the throne composed of humans and other creatures.

In the darkness that covers the sky, there are phantoms in chaos. The alternation of light and darkness is like a dark red embryo, developing under the cover of the curtain, and the endless creatures are its nutrients.

For Miyamoto Musashi, such a terrifying existence, what else could it be but a demon king! Is there anything more profitable than killing such a person?

On the busy street with vehicles flowing constantly, Chen Tianqiao walked towards the city center step by step, walking very slowly, as if he was taking a stroll.

Moreover, he could sense that someone was approaching him. Perhaps the relationship between the strong people in this world was like that of magnets, attracting each other unconsciously.

Suddenly, when passing by an outpatient hospital, three or four strong men were suddenly thrown out of it and flew onto the main road, and were then hit by passing vehicles and turned into bloody gourds.

Seeing this, he shook his head, thinking that it was a fight between gang members, so he moved forward. But just as he walked under a glass, a guy who looked like a silverback gorilla broke through the wall of the clinic and rushed towards him.

"court death!"

Then he kicked the other person and sent him flying, knocking over a moving truck. Just when he thought the guy was dead, he heard a loud roar in his ears.

"It feels so good! It feels so good! It doesn't hurt anymore! It really doesn't hurt anymore!"

This guy, who was much stronger than an ordinary person, was wearing tattered clothes and had disgusting tumors all over his body. Even the place where he was hit just now was leaking white liquid.

"What is it? An infectious disease? A genetic disease?"

Although he was not afraid of this unknown disease, the thing was so disgusting that most people would not want to touch it.

"That's not a disease, it's gout! Rex believes that more stimulating pain can suppress the pain caused by the disease."

Suddenly, I heard the voice and saw a man with red hair and a shawl walking out of the messy clinic. He left without even looking at the excited and roaring patient.

Chen Tianqiao is not a doctor and has no interest in caring about other people's lives. Just as he was about to leave, Rex suddenly rushed forward and blocked his way with his arms.

"You can't leave now! You can't leave me until I recover!"

The scene changed, and Miyamoto Musashi, who was sitting cross-legged on the roof of the car, was resting with his eyes closed. At this moment, in his spiritual world, everything around him had changed.

The sky and the earth were all red, lava was bubbling in the cracks in the earth, tall buildings were reduced to ruins, the crowds of people were like burning skeletons, and even the hood of the car he was sitting on was a moving coffin.

Everything was indicating that he had already embarked on the road to death.

"I never expected it. I never expected that the vision would be so terrifying even from such a distance. I wonder if I will still have the courage to draw my sword when I meet him face to face?!"

Suddenly, at the end of the lava road, a huge skull with a grim smile appeared and flew towards him from a hundred meters away, about to completely swallow him and the vehicle under his feet.

"Draw your sword and kill!"