Food Wars Expert Starting from Kengan Baki

In a short while, three giant five-eyed hounds emerged from inside, biting Hercules' head and arms respectively, and finally merged into one.

Although the excruciating pain caused by the spreading tattoo tortured his sensitive nerves every minute and every second, there was no expression on Hercules' face, because if he didn't end the battle quickly, he would be completely burned out by the great cause.

Soon Hercules launched the first attack. Every attack caused the ground to collapse and houses to shatter. In the face of this terrible fist wind, old Jack didn't even dare to be touched by it.

After the attack power increased by several levels, the artifact created by Old Jack gradually became inferior under the endless destruction, and he himself went from being at ease to becoming increasingly embarrassed.

"Big Hero's Fist!"

With one blow, the whole world was in chaos and the streets were destroyed. The Ripper took the opportunity to skillfully jump over the opponent's shoulder in a gymnastic posture, but was then knocked away while escaping, and his chest was accidentally pierced by a spike on the railing.

There was an uproar outside the arena at this moment. This rat who only knew how to use evil tricks finally couldn't escape death. Just as Hercules had just stood still, Old Jack suddenly let himself go from the spikes.

"Warrior of justice, do you know that the entire city of London has already become my weapon!"

"Blessing of the Rondo!"

He swung his cloak, which turned into a divine weapon, and swept along the building behind him. Suddenly, the building weighing thousands of tons, after being transformed into a divine weapon, smashed towards Hercules who was standing there like a sky collapsing and a pillar falling.

Rumble....The entire building was reinforced, and even a man known as Hercules could not withstand the weight of thousands of tons, and was soon buried in the ruins amid the screams of humans and gods.

"Is everything according to his plan?!"

"This human is so scary!"

"........In order to achieve the goal, no matter what means are used."

"All the schemes are linked together! It's simply a devil's conspiracy!"

Unable to hear any sound from outside the stadium, Old Jack stood on the ruins and admired his masterpiece. Just when he thought the game was about to end, a strong arm suddenly stretched out from the ground.

"Although this Hercules is a bit weak, his personality is similar to that of Rengoku Kyojuro. Are they both heroes who like to burn themselves to illuminate others?"

Someone stroked his chin as he thought about this, and suddenly remembered that Hercules had summoned several dogs. It was a pity that they were not fighting against him, otherwise he would have had a meal of dog meat.

In almost every head-on battle, the Ripper would quickly fall into a disadvantage, and after exchanging blows, Jack, who could no longer hold on, fell to the ground covered in blood.

"Humph, you still say he is the hope of mankind! We shouldn't have had any expectations of him from the beginning."

"That's right, I really don't know why they chose such an evil scum to compete!"

"If I had known... I should have changed someone!"

Tsk, why do these bastards make people so angry? Forget it, just finish the game early, he doesn't bother with these useless people! It's a pity that the Valkyrie wants to save these people, isn't she afraid that they will stab her in the back after the fight?

Just as Chen Tianqiao was daydreaming, Old Jack hummed "London Bridge Ballad" and stood up again tremblingly, leaning on a metal spike, but he looked like a candle in the wind.

When he came to his senses, an unbelievable scene suddenly appeared before his eyes. It was Old Jack who took advantage of Hercules' sympathy and pretended to be weak.

He used the gloves stained with his own blood, transformed them into artifacts, and then used his hands as knives to pierce the opponent's chest. However, it was obvious that he could have made a fatal blow and taken old Jack away, but he put his hands down and hugged him instead.

As Hercules turned into stars, the huge Valhalla arena fell silent.

There is no doubt that the performance of Hercules won the respect of all the gods present, including the high gods.

"The final battle between Gods and Mankind. Ragnarok, Round 4. Jack the Ripper wins!"

Heimdall was not feeling well at this moment, as the gods were now outnumbered three to one, and they had lost a powerful fighter, as if the prophecy of "the gods turning dark" was about to come true.

As the person who killed the hero in a despicable way, not a single human or god congratulated or cheered for him. Instead, they spoke ill of him and even threw stones and dirt at the hero who was protecting the survival of mankind.

"This bunch of bastards! I just can't stand it any longer!"

They are indeed foreign barbarians! They have no sense of shame! They clearly cannot repay the favor of saving my life! Now they are treating it like revenge for the murder of my father!

With a kick of his feet, he flew to the angle passage between humans and gods in an instant, and shouted loudly at those humans and gods who were smashing hard.

"All of you stop it right now!!"

PS: I am too lazy to complain, a character who plays conspiracy and acrobatics was seriously injured, but in the later stage he could actually fight with the second-stage transformed Hercules? It is obvious that he is cheating.

I want to praise these ungrateful humans!

Like, collect and coin~ Roland will scold the ministers in the next chapter!

Chapter 174: An unexpected conflict

In the audience seats of the human-god camp, everyone was as obedient as quails as they watched the murderous godslayer, not looking like the thugs they had been before.

"Who allowed you to attack the contestants? Are you trying to take advantage of them?! When you saw that the other party was seriously injured, you all wanted to step on him to satisfy your vanity?"

Chen Tianqiao pointed at the Protoss camp on the left and blasted, "Master's demeanor? Damn it, he's just unhappy now!"

"And you are a bunch of rubbish! Jack the Ripper was trash and a scum, but whether actively or passively, he won a chance for humanity to survive. You are ungrateful and are even taking advantage of his misfortune!"

"If it weren't for the mission, I would have killed all of you beasts long ago! What qualifications do you have to be saved by others? You act as if it's natural for others to save you. Please! Can you stop being so shameless?!"

At this moment, some people in the human camp suddenly realized something, some were ashamed, and some were angry. Seven or eight people who looked like nobles pointed at Chen Tianqiao and shouted, "What does it have to do with you if we scold him? What right do you have to control us?"

Ha... He finally understood why there were always a few stupid people in doomsday dramas. He was not a Japanese-style protagonist, a "good guy" who did not fight back or talk back.

"Why? No problem. I'll teach you right here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his right hand and snapped his fingers repeatedly. Each snap represented an instant explosion of a head. Faced with such tragic deaths of several nobles, the human camp was suddenly greatly disturbed.

"My Lord God King, do I need to take care of this?" Hermes asked Zeus.

"Why should we bother with them? Those who died were humans anyway. As long as no one dies on our side, that's fine. I heard that Shakya will play in the next game?"

Zeus picked his nose. Although the death of Hercules had made him a little sad, that was all.

"Yes, but Shakya seems unstable and may be rebellious."

"Okay, got it. Then send the Seven Lucky Gods to the next round and temporarily exclude Shakya from the gods' competition. We'll talk about it after we win the game."

Faced with the information provided by Hermes, Zeus immediately decided to eliminate the wavering Shakyamuni first to prevent him from turning against him at the last minute.

"As you command, Lord God King."

On the other hand, someone failed to recruit Jack because his eyes, which could see emotions, could not see anything in Chen Tianqiao, and he did not like being bound by others.

"Alas, I am not destined to be the protagonist. Think about those sons of the planes. They all tremble like a tiger and their followers bow down to them. Or they use words to persuade the other party directly. If I win, I am lucky. If I lose, I will die."

In the colorful greenhouse, Chen Tianqiao, who was relaxing to relieve his depression, was suddenly attracted by the sound of a dispute. It turned out to be a green-haired pervert, with seven non-mainstream people, besieging a person who looked relatively normal.

"Tsk tsk... This is really lively. I didn't expect that you gods would also engage in the internal fighting that humans love the most."

Having said that, he had no desire to interfere at all. After all, the gods' affairs were none of his business.

"What are you doing here? Haven't you already appeared here?" The green-haired young man had a defiant look on his face, as if he was ready to start a fight if they had a disagreement.

"The road is wide open, and you guys are blocking my way. Do you have the nerve to ask me?"

After that, he stood in front of the group of gods with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand and hooked his finger at them, saying: "Come on, I'm always here to accompany you outside the arena, please don't let me down, okay?"

"A mere human... Ugh!"

Before Ebisu could finish his words, his head was stepped into the ground by a big foot. Seeing this, Benzaiten instantly displayed eight arms, each holding a bow, sword, axe, scroll, arrow, halberd, pestle, and wheel.

However, before she could show her power, someone slapped her out of the glass house, then stepped forward and kicked the tall and burly Bishamonten to the ground, swinging one of his legs like hitting a baseball.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

The remaining Mahakala, Fu Lu Shou, Shou Lao Ren and Budai Monk were beaten to pieces, leaving Shakyamuni and Loki dumbfounded.

Compared to the strength shown by the opponent on the field, facing each other at close range is more shocking.

“…Stop it!”

Just when Loki was in a dilemma, a low roar accompanied by a crack in the ground rushed towards someone who was beating the Seven Lucky Gods.

"Oh? ...Interesting."

Chen Tianqiao, who heard the noise, fixed his eyes, and casually left the unconscious Bishamonten behind. He raised his foot and chopped the ground like a knife. In an instant, he rushed towards the other party with the same cracks.

"boom!"

The tremendous force of both sides split the glass greenhouse into two, and a huge pit collapsed on the ground.

"Young man, do you really have to be so stubborn? If you let the old man go, he will die!" Zeus, who looked like a devilish muscle man, spoke in a bad tone.

Hearing this, Chen Tianqiao seemed to be frightened, and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "Sorry, I was born to like eating hard things, even my bones are big and hard. Would you like to try it, old man?"

Seeing the other party using the most cowardly attitude and saying the most arrogant words, Odin and Zeus' eyes turned cold. One of the two gods was injured in the battle with Adam, and the other did not want to serve as a pawn for the King of Gods.

The atmosphere became tense here, and as time went by, when someone wanted to wipe out all these gods at once, the sound of the fifth game about to begin interrupted his thoughts.

"Tsk, take care of these bastards yourselves. I'm going to go participate in the competition first. Anyway, we have plenty of time to continue arguing."

After kicking the crowd at his feet to the other side without a care, he stretched and staggered towards the arena.

"Old man...Uncle Odin..., I was just looking for Shakya..." Seeing the dissatisfaction on the faces of the two big men, Loki hurriedly explained the reason for doing so.

"You don't have to say anything, I know everything. You don't have to worry about Shakya's affairs. I will make my own arrangements when the time comes."

He knew that there was something wrong with Shakya. After all, it was impossible to kill a god easily with just the combination of a Valkyrie and a human. Only with the help of another god...

..........

"After beating someone up, I really feel refreshed!"

"What were you doing? The game is about to start."

Looking at Chen Tianqiao walking towards her from a distance, Brunhilde looked dissatisfied, although she couldn't do anything to him.

"Ha~hahahaha, sorry sorry, I just ran into a few gods to warm up, it was pretty cool!"

After that, in order to save time for entering, he took a running start and fell directly from a height of one hundred meters onto the already set up arena.

PS: I had a slight fever today. I took injections and slept during the day. I felt much better at night. I expect to finish writing the second chapter before eight o’clock.

Chapter 175: Shiva, the God of Destruction

But the whole place was surprisingly silent, because he was in the human camp and the gods would not actively cheer for him. The main camp had already been silent about Chen Tianqiao's previous killing.

"Tsk tsk... I didn't expect it to be a sumo wrestling venue. Is it prepared for Japanese wrestlers? .... What a pity."

He didn't care about cheering or anything like that, but the layout of the arena reminded him of the several Neon fighters who were killed.

"...Sorry to have kept you waiting! Due to some reasons in the human camp, the fifth match will still be played by the God Slayer."

Heimdall was wearing an orange kimono and holding a round fan. He pointed to the figure on the east side and said, "The representative of the human side in the fifth round! The nameless godslayer!"

Then he pointed to the west and said, "The fifth round is for the gods! The fighter from India! Shiva!"

"Finally it's my turn!"

The four-armed, purple-skinned Shiva turned around and mocked the God Slayer who had been stunned on the spot when he saw Him appear, "Are you scared?"

Unexpectedly, someone seemed to have a seizure, covered his forehead and sighed: "I regret killing them all! I didn't get to see the scene of the nuclear waste water warrior vs. the Ganges war god."

Although he didn't know what strange things the other party was saying, it was obvious that this godslayer didn't take him seriously at all. His muscles bulged with anger and he vowed to kill him with one blow!

"The final struggle of gods versus humans, the fourth round of Ragnarok, Shiva versus the nameless godslayer! Preparation time is over! Begin now!"

"Come on, dear!" The gentle and charming brown-skinned lady gave loving encouragement to her husband.

"Lord Shiva, I wish you good luck in martial arts." The second wife, who had light blue skin and a quiet and beautiful appearance, silently prayed for her husband in the arena.

"For an opponent like that! Lord Shiva can defeat him with just one strike!"

The third wife, who was handsome and had a good figure, personally waved the flag to cheer her husband up.

"Tsk tsk, Lord Shiva is so lucky. It's a pity...after today, your wives will become widows. I wonder which of your subordinates will get the chance to marry them in the future."

His only wife was still frozen in time and space. Looking at Shiva enjoying the happiness of having many wives in front of him, an inexplicable anger suddenly surged in his heart. It is true that there is no harm without comparison.

Shiva, who values ​​family more than anything else, exploded like a flame falling into an oil barrel after hearing the other party's curse.

"I will definitely destroy you!" He stepped forward, instantly appeared at the opponent's side, and punched him in the face.

Suddenly, a big hand casually grabbed the fist that was swinging towards him, raised its hand and slammed Shiva to the ground, and then kicked him away.

"Not only are you slow, but your strength is too weak. Is this the limit for a dignified God of Destruction? Why don't you just commit suicide?"

To be honest, he has become completely immune to these gods. Their names are bigger than each other, but their strength is so weak that it is unbearable to look at them. Only the old man named Zeus is worth looking at.

"Cough cough cough...."