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An ordinary Demigod? Everyone’s face became very strange. From what they saw in the image presented by Master Cheng’s fire, it was hard to imagine that Bu Fang was just an ordinary Demigod.
In the image, he had suppressed Master Cheng, who was a God. He did not even use the Power of Law. It was more than enough to prove that he was very talented and most likely not weaker than the heirs of those aristocratic families.
When Zhao Wuhen saw that, his eyes went wide in an instant, and he burst into wild laughter. “I said I was being set up! This guy’s been pretending! He’s deceiving everyone! He is the one who set the python free!” he growled, breaking free of the guards. He finally escaped the blame, and he felt at ease.
Master Cheng had a triumphant look on his face. Although he was beaten like a dog in the image, he did not feel any shame. Instead, his heart was filled with joy, knowing that the image could plunge Bu Fang into a hopeless situation.
Luo Sanniang’s face had already turned a little unsightly. It never occurred to her that Master Cheng would expose this at the last moment. ‘Does he not want the fig leaf? How could someone be so shameless? He showed the image of him being beaten, and yet he still appears so proud? I’ve never seen someone so stupid! A man with such a narrow mind would never accomplish anything big!’
She was somewhat helpless. Everything was about to be over, and the young master would let Bu Fang go for the sake of the Divine Chef Temple. In the end, however, they were dragged back into trouble by Master Cheng, who came from the same place as them. It was not exaggerating to say that this fellow was a stupid teammate.
The young master’s face was indifferent. The smile on his face had disappeared, and he was now squinting coldly at Luo Sanniang and Bu Fang. “It is not nice at all for you to do that to me, Luo Sanniang. Do you really think that I’m someone you can easily deceive?” The warmth in his voice was gone.
“My lord, please listen to me!” The expression on Luo Sanniang’s beautiful face changed slightly. She wanted to say something, but the young master did not give her the chance. The guards had already closed in from all directions and surrounded her and Bu Fang.
Beside the damaged cage, Bu Fang slowly rose to his feet. His expression remained unchanged as he wiped away the bloodstain on his lips. Those were fake blood he had created with his energy. He appeared very calm, showing no signs of panic at the unfavorable situation. He glanced at the young master, then at the experts who were whispering to each other around them. Finally, he rested his eyes on Master Cheng.
“Steward Luo should now feel very sorry for stopping me and not letting me punch you to death,” Bu Fang said. His voice did not have the despairing tone like those who were plunged into a hopeless situation.
Master Cheng sneered. “It is a capital crime to deceive the heir of King Pingyang! How could I let a cheater like you get away unpunished?” he said, twisting his bear with his fingers.
In the distance, Zhao Wuhen laughed wildly, his eyes filled with killing intent. “A fraud like you deserves to die! How could you push all the blame to me!” His aura began to surge—he was going to kill Bu Fang.
The young master did not stop him this time.
Bu Fang gave Zhao Wuhen an indifferent look and twitched the corner of his mouth in disdain.
The situation was not what Luo Sanniang wished to see. Bu Fang was too important—his value was worth ten times more than that of Master Cheng. The Divine Chef Temple would not let its only hope die here.
“Luo Sanniang, you don’t have to intercede for him again. Unless the top brass of the Divine Chef Temple comes here in person, no one can save this boy,” said the young master. Then, he signaled the guards to attack.
Biting her red lip, Luo Sanniang flew over and floated beside Bu Fang, trying to help him defend against those guards.
The crowd burst into an uproar. “She’s fighting against the young master for a chef? How bold!”
‘Bu Fang, I’ll hold these guards. Run back to the Divine Chef Temple now. You will be safe there. This young master is powerful, but he won’t dare act wantonly in the Divine Chef Temple. Don’t worry about me. They lack the courage to hurt me,’ Luo Sanniang told Bu Fang through a voice transmission. However, she did not get her reply. That made her a little worried.
Suddenly, Bu Fang reached out a hand and patted her on the shoulder. That gave her pause. She turned around and saw his confident face.
“No hurry,” Bu Fang said to her. Then, he turned to the young master and asked lightly, “You want to take me into custody. May I know why?”
The young master frowned, and a burst of pressure spread from him. “You’ve deceived me and set the Seven-colored Sky Devouring Python free.”
“What evidence does my lord have?” Bu Fang asked again in the same indifferent voice.
The sight of that calm look deepened the young master’s frown. He did not like that at all. It was as though this chef was confident in everything he said and did.
“Why do I need evidence to detain you?” said the young master coldly.
“Oh.” Bu Fang twitched his lips. His attitude further angered the young master.
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“My lord, let me teach this boy a lesson for you!” Zhao Wuhen could bear it no longer. He sped over, released his Law of Devour, and threw a palm at Bu Fang’s head. He wanted to kill this chef with one blow. The fury in him was boiling at this moment.
Luo Sanniang shouted and wanted to stop him, but she was blocked by a burly figure. The young master moved like a phantom and suddenly appeared in front of her. Cocking his head slightly and clasping his hands behind his back, he gave her a sideways glance.
“Just stay here and watch.”
Rumble!
The void seemed to crumble under the pressure. Zhao Wuhen was very fast, and his Law of Devour rotated at its maximum speed, causing the void to crack.
“DIE!”
He was really angry this time, and his attack was unlike the previous one. He was confident that the blow would kill Bu Fang.
There were cries of alarm from the people around them. Although Zhao Wuhen was just a Demigod, he was, after all, the heir of an aristocratic family. Moreover, he was comprehending the top Law under the supreme Laws of the Universe, the Law of Devour. That gave him the strength to fight even a God. Yes, he was good for nothing, but he was still very talented and fearsome.
As he approached Bu Fang, the crowd thought that the latter was likely to be killed by this blow. An ordinary Demigod would be instantly killed by Zhao Wuhen. Bu Fang might not be an ordinary Demigod, but he was no match for the heir of an aristocratic family.
Master Cheng’s eyes widened with excitement.
Bu Fang floated up in the air, his Vermilion Robe fluttering noisily in the wind. The next moment, he raised a hand. The Yin and Yang energy swirled around the arm as he threw out a punch.
“GET LOST!”
Accompanied by a thunderous cry, Bu Fang’s punch struck Zhao Wuhen’s palm and smashed the Law of Devour shrouding it. In the blink of an eye, the Law cracked like glass and shattered. A loud boom rang out, and powerful blasts swept out in all directions.
Zhao Wuhen’s eyes went wide as he sensed a mighty force erupt from Bu Fang’s body. ‘Why is his physical strength so strong? Is he comprehending a Law that strengthens his flesh?!’ The next moment, he coughed out a mouthful of blood as the terrible force of the Taotie Arm poured into him and almost ripped him apart.
An oppressive rumble echoed out and filled the air. In everyone’s shocked eyes, Zhao Wuhen was smashed by the punch and thrown to the ground from the sky. The powerful impact cracked the ground and blew a large hole in it.
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Those who witnessed this sucked in their breaths and could not believe what they saw. A punch? Bu Fang had defeated the heir of an aristocratic family with just one punch? Although Zhao Wuhen was a weaker heir among the others, he was, after all, the heir of an aristocratic family!
Even the young master was slightly taken aback. He did not expect this outcome at all. “Interesting…” A faint smile brushed his lips. It was as though he had found something more interesting than the Seven-colored Sky Devouring Python.
“Dammit!” Blood trickled down from the corners of Zhao Wuhen’s mouth, and his eyes gleamed fiercely. He was the heir of an aristocratic family, and yet he was thrown to the ground with a punch by a lowly Demigod? He could not allow himself to swallow this humiliation without paying it back!
“I’m going to break every bone in you!” He had never been so angry. No one had shamed him like this before, not to mention in front of so many people, including the young master and Luo Sanniang. He must avenge himself!
His Law of Devour soared and wheeled rapidly around him. At the same time, his appearance began to change—the Power of Law gathered and transformed him into a savage beast. When the transformation was completed, he opened his mouth and roared.
“The Law of Devour is a top Law…”
“I wonder what Law this chef is comprehending? He relied on his formidable flesh and made Lord Zhao suffer a little. Now that Lord Zhao chooses not to fight him with flesh, I reckon this little chef is going to lose.”
“At the realm of Gods, the Power of Laws is the fundamental of everything…”
The people were talking to each other. Although the Law of Devour was not as strong as the supreme Laws of the Universe, it could still crush ordinary Laws. None of them had seen the little chef’s Law, and they thought that it must be too weak, so he never used it to fight Zhao Wuhen.
The Law of Devour had transformed Zhao Wuhen into a roaring Taotie, who was going to devour everything in the world. Suddenly, the beast leaped out and charged toward Bu Fang. For a moment, a burst of terrible pressure filled the air within a hundred miles around.
“Die!” Zhao Wuhen growled.
In the sky, Bu Fang’s body swayed like a small boat amid the storm as the Law of Devour washed over him. He was very calm, however. Hovering in midair, he slowly raised a hand. A wisp of silver flame quietly emerged in his palm.
“You are not qualified to let me use my Law…” Bu Fang said lightly. Then, he flicked his fingers and shot out the silver flame.