1397 Bound to Lose?

Bu Fang’s calm voice echoed through the air. It even spread out of the Sphere and rang in every ear, causing everyone to look at each other.

They did not have to be chefs to know what the dish was. It was nothing special but river prawns with heads and tails removed. The taste might be amazing, but when compared with Ah Zhuang’s Flaming Roc Meat, which could tickle one’s taste buds just by looking at it, Bu Fang’s dish was clearly a notch below.

To be fair, the dressing of the plate was very creative. It had an ethereal touch to it, like a lotus flower blooming in the realm of deities. From the dressing alone, it was easy to tell the position Bu Fang had set for the dish—a simple dish without heavy or fancy taste. It was just prawns fried with tea leaves.

Could a dish as simple as this… win?

The more the watchers a.n.a.lyzed, the stranger they felt. It seemed to them that Bu Fang was about to lose the Chef’s Challenge, no matter how they looked at it. The plain dish of prawns was clearly not on the same level as the Roc meat, which was bursting with a rich aroma.

Lord Dog could not help but cover his face with his paws. “It’s over. Bu Fang boy thought too highly of himself… He could have solved this with Sweet ‘n’ Sour Dragon Ribs. Why did he choose prawns? He’s going to be beaten…” His voice was somewhat helpless.

Di Ting did not like the sound of that. “His opponent is a G.o.d after all, so even if he cooked a different dish, his fate might be the same. I don’t think Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs could save him.”

Lord Dog was displeased when he heard that, and he glared fiercely at Di Ting. “Have Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs offended you? I’ve only grabbed a few ribs from your bowl. Do you have to look down upon my favorite dish?!”

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The crowds were talking noisily. Some of them were disappointed, and some were frustrated. Looking at Ah Zhuang, who was laughing in midair until his voice caused the void to tremble, their eyes were filled with despair.

“Owner Bu is about to lose, and when that happens, he will die…”

“It seems we can never taste Owner Bu’s delicious dishes again.”

They could not understand why Bu Fang chose to cook a prawn dish. After seeing Ah Zhuang choose the Roc meat, he should have chosen another equally amazing meat and cooked a violent dish to suppress that kind of taste. Only then could he have the chance to win against it!

Bu Fang’s face was calm. In his hand, the Nine Revolution Great Path Prawns were glowing gently. Faint steam rose from them as they lay in the lotus flower like jade, extremely fair and tender. There was a cut on the back of every prawn, where the intestine was removed. They were pleasing to look at, stacked atop one another like a work of art.

Ah Zhuang stared at Bu Fang with a confident look in his eyes. When he saw the plate of prawns in the latter’s hand, he knew that he would win. There was no difficulty in this Chef’s Challenge, and he thought that was deservedly so. After all, his opponent was only a mortal.

Although Bu Fang was a Great Saint who possessed mysterious power, his understanding of the culinary art was no match for a G.o.d. Compared with a G.o.d, he was nowhere near as good.

In the black bowl, the oil bubbled and flowed out. Baked by the burning flames, the fresh vegetable gradually emanated water vapor, which rose into the sky as the flaming Roc flapped its wings. It was a spectacular scene.

In terms of plate dressing, Ah Zhuang’s dish was not weaker than Bu Fang’s Nine Revolution Great Path Prawns.

Both of them had finished cooking. Next came the most crucial part of the Chef’s Challenge, which was to decide the winner.

The Wheel of Law was rotating in the sky. Suddenly, streams of runes shot out of it, which were purely condensed of the Power of the Law, and surrounded a few people among the crowds. They were the judges selected by the Wheel.

Fire Demon Patriarch was stunned, but then his face hidden in the flames burst into an excited smile. He could not believe that he was so lucky to be chosen for tasting. Did that mean that at this moment, he could decide the fate of a G.o.d? Anyone who was defeated in a Chef’s Challenge would be wiped out, even if he was a G.o.d… He felt a little excited at the thought of that!

Nether King Er Ha glanced curiously at the Power of the Law that wound around his body. He was here to watch the challenge, and he never thought that he could taste something delicious. That was a pleasant surprise!

There was another stream of runes, which was swaying as if choosing the last taster. The white stream drifted and eventually arrived over Lord Dog and Di Ting, where it hovered as if deciding which one of them would be the taster.

Di Ting’s eyes lit up in an instant. Perhaps it was a blessing to have the opportunity to taste the dish cooked by a G.o.d.

The stream did not hesitate for too long. Soon, it had made the selection, and it drifted toward the chosen one.

Lord Dog’s eyes went wide as he watched the stream drift toward Di Ting. When he saw the latter’s happy face and heard his pig-like laugh, he was annoyed.

Just when the stream of runes was about to reach Di Ting, Lord Dog opened his mouth and barked. The Law of Time emerged, and his fearsome divine sense poured out at the same time. The stream seemed to be startled. It was flying toward Di Ting, but then it made a sharp turn in midair, headed toward Lord Dog, and wound around him.

Lord Dog nodded with satisfaction, the fat on his face jiggling. At this moment, Di Ting’s pig-like laugh came to an abrupt stop, and he was stunned. ‘How could he be so shameless?!’

In the face of the Law of Time, which was one of the strongest Laws, the mere Law of Chef’s Challenge naturally had to yield.

Three people were chosen: Lord Dog, Nether King Er Ha, and Fire Demon Patriarch. They were extremely excited. These were the dishes of the Chef’s Challenge, and their tastes must be beyond imagination.

Lord Dog stepped across the air with his cat-like steps. Before long, he landed next to the Wheel of Law.

Er Ha flipped his hair, held a spicy strip between his lips, and walked forward. Soon, he came beside the Wheel of Law as well.

The experts of both Nether Prison and Earth Prison watched with envy, while Fire Demon Patriarch rubbed his hands excitedly.

“Enjoy… It is rare to have an opportunity to taste a G.o.d’s dish,” Ah Zhuang said, looking at the three people beside the Wheel of Law.

His eyes focused when he saw Lord Dog. ‘Why did the Wheel of Law choose a dog? Who doesn’t know that dogs love meat? How would there be suspense when one of the judges is a dog? Could the mere prawns let the dog give up his desire for meat?’

Ah Zhuang’s confidence soared again, and he almost became conceited. That was not right. As a qualified chef, self-conceit would cause a bad influence on his cooking skills.

On the other side, Bu Fang was very calm. His eyes were as still as water, but he had a hint of a smile on his lips. It was true that dogs loved meat, but… this G.o.d of Chef’s Challenge didn’t know who Lord Dog was.

Under the control of the Power of the Law, the three judges flew in front of Ah Zhuang’s dish. Then, the Power of the Law condensed into chopsticks in their hands.

Lord Dog stared at the pieces of meat burning with flames and seemed to see a vision of a Roc soaring in the sky. He bared his teeth for a while, then opened his mouth and inhaled. The flames dimmed as a piece of meat flew into his mouth.

The flame on the meat extinguished as soon as he began to chew it, and a strong meaty aroma burst out and spread across his tongue. The feeling brightened Lord Dog’s eyes.

‘This taste is totally different from dragon meat!’

It was incredibly tender meat with a tough texture. As soon as it entered Lord Dog’s mouth, it gave off a mellow fragrance, and even though it looked greasy, it was not greasy at all. Most importantly, the spiciness that exploded in his mouth seemed to make the top of his head explode like a volcano. The feeling made him tremble all over.

Fire Demon Patriarch reached out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, put it in his mouth, and bit it.

Rumble!

It was as if a storm had swept over him. His eyes focused, and the flames around him grew brighter, making him glow like the sun. His aura became restless at this moment as if it was about to break through. At the same time, a scene emerged in his head.

With a screech, an ocean churned, and a huge fish rose from the boundless sea of stars. It was called Kun, and it soared ninety-thousand miles up, transformed into a Roc called Peng, and spread its silver wings, which glittered dazzlingly like the stars. As its feathers flapped noisily in the wind, it streaked across the sky like a thunderbolt!

At that moment, Fire Demon Patriarch felt as if he were the Roc soaring in the boundless universe. He flapped his wings, threw himself ninety-thousand miles up, and rushed into a heavenly palace! The unrestricted feeling of freedom intoxicated him.

Er Ha, Lord Dog, and Fire Demon Patriarch ate the Roc meat. As they immersed in the spiciness of the dish, they also saw the scene, which was the illusion presented to them by the food.

Ah Zhuang was very satisfied with the situation. By the looks of it, he had won the challenge. His heart was filled with pride. ‘I am bound to win this Chef’s Challenge! I can’t believe he used prawns to win against my Roc meat… Is he an idiot?’

As Bu Fang glanced at the trio immersed in the delicacy, the look on his face grew serious. He had never seen Roc meat, but since it was an ingredient comparable to True Dragon meat, it must be extraordinary. Besides, Ah Zhuang’s cooking style was amazing as well. His divine sense was very strong, which greatly enhanced his cooking.

Therefore, by any measure, Bu Fang was at a great disadvantage, and it would be hard for him to win this.

“Owner Bu is… overconfident. He has underestimated his opponent, and that has pushed him into an abyss.” Many people were sighing, thinking that Bu Fang could not turn the tables this time.

But did Bu Fang really lose?

Tian Cang looked at Bu Fang from a distance with his hands clasped behind his back. When he saw Bu Fang’s confident look, he was somewhat hesitant.

‘Owner Bu is good at creating miracles. It may be too early to decide who wins the Chef’s Challenge. Could there be something strange about the prawns? Could the prawns fried with tea leaves… defy heaven?’

Bu Fang did not know if the prawns could defy heaven or not, but he was confident that those who had made conclusions before tasting his dish would get a slap in the face.

The corners of his mouth curved slightly upward. The next moment, he snapped his fingers. There seemed to be a roar of fire, but no flames could be seen. Suddenly, the surrounding temperature rose sharply.

Soon, steam and aroma gathered over the Nine Revolution Great Path Prawns in front of him and materialized into a luxuriant tea tree. As it swayed, a profound Will of the Great Path spread from it, accompanied by a chanting that sounded like an immortal tune, waking those who heard it.

Lord Dog, Er Ha, and Fire Demon Patriarch, who were immersed in the Roc meat, woke with a start. It was as though a spring rain had fallen on them, pulling them out from the spiciness.

Their heads turned uncontrollably, and their eyes rested on the swaying tea tree in the distance as well as the prawns under it, which shone gently like jade and were swimming slowly as if they had come back to life.