Food Wars Expert Starting from Kengan Baki

Could it be that... Gojo Satoru suddenly remembered what happened last night. For some reason, his brain always connected the two things together.

If this is true..., then if we start a war here with the arsonist from last night, there would probably be tens of thousands of casualties in the Ikebukuro area!

"Who are you? Why are you arresting my students?!"

"What a joke! He was the one who attacked me. This student girl can testify to that. If you don't believe me, we can talk it out."

Chen Tianqiao said this without any scruples, and then used his scorching palms to burn off the hair on the frog's back, which made the four people present twitch their eyes.

At this time, Kugisaki Rose realized that the handsome boy in front of her did not seem to be a bad person, and hurriedly testified to the teacher that he was the "enemy".

"Ahem... then what do you want to do with this curse, Your Excellency?"

Not wanting to alert the enemy, Gojo Satoru pretended that they were meeting for the first time and was curious about his enemy's behavior.

"You're talking nonsense. I won't eat it? Why catch it?"

He glanced at him with great disdain, and after he finished the process, a golden red color flashed in his eyes. In an instant, the room was filled with the aroma of protein and meat.

"..vomit...."

"Well....."

"Wow... Ugh... I can't take it anymore, teacher, let me go first."

Looking at the frog monster that had turned into golden red, the three of them rushed out of the warehouse, covering their mouths as if they were running for their lives.

Only Gojo Satoru stayed, but his face looked quite ugly. It was as if he was watching someone burning snow and the other person was happily eating it.

Moreover... according to his understanding, the curse is essentially composed of negative energy. After death, except for the cursed object left behind, the rest will be blown away by the wind and it is absolutely impossible to be used again.

But the universal rules of the world of spells were broken! It was too shocking, even more shocking than the black ball last night, and it shattered his three views.

"What are you looking at? It's rare to find a cursed spirit of decent quality. I'll give you a paw out of pity for you."

I have to say that the meat cooked with spiritual fire is comparable to the legendary kitchen utensils in the Chinese Cooking Master Boy, all of which have the ability to enhance the deliciousness of the ingredients.

Perhaps it has something to do with the "釜" in the Singing Cauldron. After all, the meaning of this word in ancient times on the mainland was cooking utensils.

“Hiss…it smells so good!”

As expected, the frog meat roasted by the spiritual fire had a fresh and fragrant aroma that reached the top of his head, and the gravy was overflowing and captivating. He reluctantly broke off a front paw and threw it to Gojo Satoru.

Then he carried the remaining frog meat and walked to the gap that had been broken when he came. With a step, he disappeared from the other party's sight.

"Oh, what is going on? This thing must taste disgusting!"

Although he had an expression of disgust on his face, the fragrant aroma went straight into his brain. Gojo Satoru, who could no longer hold back, carefully tore off a piece of the golden-red frog meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

"...It's surprisingly good? Even better than grilled wagyu beef!"

At this time, Fushiguro Megumi and the other two who had sent the lost child away waited outside the abandoned building for a long time, but did not see the teacher come out.

So they had to go back in to see what the head teacher was doing. However, before they got close to the warehouse, they heard a creepy chewing sound from a distance!

"Galala...Shh..."

The three were so frightened that they thought something had happened to their teacher. They raised their weapons, performed spells, and rushed into the warehouse to fight desperately.

However, what he never expected was that what caught his eyes was Gojo Satoru with a greasy face, chewing a frog claw with a look of enjoyment.

"Teacher...you...what are you doing..?" Fushiguro Megumi was stunned. Because she had been waiting outside, she had no idea what was going on.

"Is this the flesh of the cursed spirit he gave you?"

Rose looked at Gojo Satoru with despair. It was hard to believe that such a great sorcerer would be cursed. It was a collection of negative emotions, the essence of a garbage dump!

"Ahem...actually it's not bad. By the way! Let's go to Roppongi to eat sushi today, who wants to go!" Throwing away the claw that had turned into bones, someone took the opportunity to throw out the bait and changed the subject.

Obviously, this proposal had a fatal attraction to Rose and Tiger Stick, who had never been to a big city, and they quickly persuaded the three to leave the building.

Just before leaving the warehouse, Gojo Satoru deliberately slowed down his step and secretly glanced at the claw bone on the ground behind him, only to see that it was being decomposed bit by bit, and not a single filth floated out.

“Who on earth is he?… I didn’t expect that he could even (eat) and purify cursed spirits?” It seems that I need to report the information to Lord Tianyuan and ask him to help investigate this person’s background.

On the other side, Chen Tianqiao left the abandoned building and landed on an unknown hill, then he cut the frog meat in his hand into two.

He planned to use part of it for fishing, because if operated properly, it could become a perpetual motion machine of some kind.

PS: Next chapter (under construction...)

Chapter 195: Domain Expansion: "The Deep Underworld"

On a moonlit night, Chen Tianqiao, standing on the top of a mountain and feeling the cold wind, suddenly realized something: maybe the cursed spirits don't like cooked food?

Chewing the cold jerky, he had no choice but to continue the raid, but this time he set his sights on the mountains.

At the foot of Mt. Aohara near Ikebukuro, there is an extremely mysterious forest of bones. It was used as a battleground between two armies during the Warring States Period, and later became a place to massacre prisoners.

Especially in modern times, hundreds of people commit suicide by hanging here every year, and it even became popular throughout Japan at one point.

"Wow, what a nice place. Let's choose this place?"

Suspended in the night sky, the entire forest was under the spiritual gaze, and everything appeared to be a deep red color, as if every inch of space was soaked with countless blood.

"Energy Concentration Vibration!" Chen Tianqiao put his legs together and fell like a bomb. Bang! Suddenly, a spider web-like crater was smashed into the hard ground, and the ground within a radius of several thousand meters shook at the same time.

In an instant, the entire forest was like the howling of countless ghosts in Hell, and large areas of strange curses of various shapes, as if a hornet's nest was poked, frantically looking for the maker of the noise.

"Damn it! You're still sleeping! Get up now!"

Although the sky was almost covered by ghosts, these small fish and shrimps were not his cup of tea at all. The real big ones were still underground.

"Seismic waves!"

With the legs inserted into the ground as the starting center, the continuous vibrations spread in all directions.

In less than a few breaths, an earthquake as strong as a magnitude 5-6 earthquake shook Qingyuan Mountain once again.

There were even some mountains that collapsed one after another due to the continuous shaking because of their unstable structures, and this behavior completely angered the monsters in the mountains.

"Who is it! Disturbing my slumber, a Spell...Mage...? No...you are not from the Spell Mage Alliance. How dare you come alone to cause trouble to me, the Thousand-Headed God! I really don't know whether you are stupid! Or naive!"

Before he finished speaking, a forty-meter-tall humanoid cursed spirit gradually rose up on Qingyuan Mountain. It was wrapped in thousands of vines as thick as buckets, with human heads as big as water tanks at the ends of the vines. There were all kinds of living creatures in there.

It turns out that this place is the pasture of the Thousand-Headed God. All the cursed spirits here are his livestock. In addition, hundreds of people feed them every year, allowing them to evolve into special-grade cursed spirits a hundred years ago.

"Curse of the Night!"

"Withering Curse!"

Like the head of a vine, two pairs of ferocious eyeballs suddenly appeared, shooting black light that permanently blinds the other side, and gray light that withers flesh and blood.

Fearing that he might capsize in a ditch, he did not rush to take the attack head-on, but approached the opponent like light and lightning.

"Yes, but that's not enough!"

"Rain of plague!"

"Bone cage!"

I saw hundreds of vines carrying human heads, with their mouths wide open, and a smelly gray-green liquid fell like rain, instantly making the surrounding lush vegetation completely wither as if it had been sprayed with herbicide.

"Suppress the skeleton!"

He raised the red compressed space and used it to protect his head like an umbrella. Then he kicked it and cut off the diamond-hard bones that were blocking his way. With a simple move, he destroyed all of his opponent's abilities.

"You've run out of tricks, so just be my food!"

Hearing the arrogant words of that human, the Thousand-Headed God was confused for a moment. Food?! He was going to eat Him!

Anger! His heart instantly overflowed. When would livestock dare to bite back at their masters? Thousands of tentacles followed his cursed mood, swaying like seaweed in a frenzy.

"Mighty Heyan!"

Each punch was faster than the last, and in a blink of an eye, all the tentacles of the human head that stretched out were destroyed. The Thousand-Headed God was so frightened that he shrank the remaining troops. Those were the resources for his future promotion to the Ten-Thousand-Headed God.

"In hundreds of years, I have never seen a person like you, kid! You are the one who is seeking death on your own initiative! You can't blame me!"

"Domain expansion: the abyss of the underworld!"

The next second, the ground cracked open as if an abyss had opened up, and the vast forest turned into a Shura ghost domain. Countless people who had died in the battle became ghost soldiers and climbed up from the underground darkness.

On the top of the huge Qingyun Mountain, there stands a ghost willow that is a hundred meters high. Its crown covers an area of ​​thousands of square kilometers. Not only does it block out the sun (moon), but it is also covered with human head fruits.

“Ha~hahahaha! Are you surprised to see my true form? Shocked!?” As the Thousand-Headed God laughed loudly, countless willow branches, like long snakes and flying dragons, coiled towards the other party like a torrent.

"Humph! If I wasn't afraid of a fire, I wouldn't get anything! Otherwise..."

Although he was complaining in his heart, his body movements were not slow. After dodging for a distance, he scattered spots of light at the bloodthirsty vines that were rushing towards him.

"Thousand Stars! Explosion!"

Boom boom boom... Thousands of red stars, like cluster bombs drifting in the wind, covered eighty percent of the enemies in front.

“..whoosh..whoosh..”

Along with the neighing of war horses, tens of thousands of fully armed undead cavalrymen charged towards him from the air with overwhelming force.

The endless skeletons on the ground transformed into warriors, cooperating with the undead archers to form an army formation, and under the command of the Thousand-Headed God, they attacked the enemy along the willow branches.

"No matter how many there are, they are nothing but chickens and dogs!"

"Solar prominence halo!"

The sudden appearance of extremely high temperature wiped out thousands of cavalrymen in just a moment, and all of them turned into scattered ashes. After all, the scorching heat of thousands of degrees was enough to burn gold and split rocks.

"Whizzing..."

Before Chen Tianqiao could make any more moves, continuous arrows were shot out from the army formation. Each arrow was attached with a large number of vicious curses. An ordinary person would die instantly if he was just touched by one.

"Tsk, this is really troublesome. Is this the so-called special-grade curse spirit?"

He did not spend this time in vain, as he learned some basic information about the world of sorcery from some down-and-out sorcerers.

"Hey!"

"Hmph!...Do you want to beg for mercy?...It's too late!" The Thousand-Headed God thought that the other party wanted to take the opportunity to escape. Over the years, all the sorcerers who had strayed in had used the same trick. It was not new at all.

".....Forget it, then please....try to survive~"

Seeing that the other party was not going to listen, Chen Tianqiao flew into the air. When he reached the highest point, his eyes shone with golden and red light.

"The flaming sun explodes!"

The moment the dark red ball of light was thrown down from the sky, billions of lights suddenly bloomed. The terrifying high temperature, high pressure and shock waves were like layers of world-destroying red lotuses quietly opening up, and the whole world was silent because of it.

"Alas, no matter how many times I see this scene, it is still so charming. No wonder some people always say that explosions are art. The stupid netizens are right."

Fortunately, under his deliberate control, the explosion equivalent was only about the same as that of a little boy, allowing the so-called Thousand-Headed God to retain his breath and not be completely carbonized by the nuclear explosion.

PS: My hands get cold when I type at night, and I feel sleepy when I type during the day ╯﹏╰

Winter is so hard!

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Chapter 196: Special Class in School

"You...you...who are you!"

Deep in the blazing forest, the Thousand-Headed God was dying. Now only a container-sized tree root remained, and because of the temperature of the fire, it was still burning.

"Me? Just a mere gourmet hunter."

Without further ado, he used "Fanatical Melting Slash" to butcher the redundant parts and successfully peeled out a willow heart that emitted a faint green glow.

For sorcerers, this kind of precious item will be used to make top-grade magical tools and props.

But now in someone's hands, after being passed through the spiritual fire, it tastes like roasted sugarcane when chewed, with a slightly sweet and fragrant taste that penetrates the heart.

"Yes, it's really a unique dish. It's worth the effort I put into killing this ghost willow." While eating, he wanted to catch a few cursed spirits to satisfy his hunger.

However, after the death of the Thousand-Headed God, the ghosts who lost their restraints scattered like birds and beasts, so that they left with high hopes and returned with disappointment.

.........