Novel Full Chapter 1491 - I Have a Big Spicy Strip!
Chapter 1491: I Have a Big Spicy Strip!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Give me half an hour, and I’ll teach him how to play with a sword!!” Er Ha said with a spicy strip still dangling from his lips.
The Crown Prince was speechless. The girls, on the other hand, screamed. Was their God of Life finally going to show his power? In their minds, Er Ha was stronger and tougher than the Crown Prince!
Rumble!
“You’re courting death!” Fang Wuji’s voice was cold and ruthless. After flying into a rage from embarrassment, he blew up. His sword was the Sword of All Things, and his sword art was to wipe out everything that stands in his way!
The Crown Prince stood where he was. Strictly speaking, he should be the one who made a move. However, since Bu Fang wanted Er Ha to do it, he would just watch. It wouldn’t be too late for him to step forward if Er Ha failed.
With a spicy strip dangling from his mouth, Er Ha walked slowly out and stood in front of the restaurant as everyone watched.
A terrible sword intent was surging in the air, while a tremendous amount of sword energy gathered and turned into a huge sword in the sky. Then, it slashed straight down from the top of the skyscraper toward the restaurant as if to split the whole building in half!
Er Ha’s eyes flashed. The next moment, he shot up into the sky like a spring and collided with the huge sword!
“Ahhh!”
With a groan, Er Ha was struck by the giant sword and smashed to the ground. The ground trembled, and the crowd was shocked.
One strike?
Even Fang Wuji froze for a moment. He thought Er Ha was very strong. ‘Didn’t he say he would fight me with his sword? Why is he defeated with one strike?’
The girls’ eyes went wide, and their cheers came to an abrupt end. Their God of Life was defeated? Didn’t he say he would last for half an hour?
The Crown Prince covered his face, speechless. ‘I knew this fellow is here to joke around…’
“What? Even rubbish like this dares to challenge me now?” Hovering in the sky, Fang Wuji sneered. He had three sword moves. He just used the first move, but the fellow couldn’t take it anymore. “How dare he boast that he could defeat me in half an hour? This is ridiculous! Has the Xiayi Divine Dynasty been reduced to relying on these guys who talk big to impress people?”
Suddenly, rubble fell from the roof of the building, and a figure could be seen jumping up from the ruins.
Er Ha flipped his hair, tidied it up, then said, “I wasn’t ready just now, so I let your sword hit me. Let’s fight again!”
Bending his body slightly, he stomped on the roof and shot up again with a bang.
“I have a sword. Show me what you got!” Er Ha shouted.
Fang Wuji focused his eyes. ‘My sword struck him, but he was unscathed… He must be an extraordinary expert!’
An uproar broke out in the crowd of onlookers. They couldn’t believe Er Ha could still fight, and that surprised everyone.
With his hands clasped behind him, the Crown Prince looked up at the battle in the sky. His face also showed a look of great interest.
Fang Wuji dared not be careless. “One Sword Breaks the Mountains and Rivers!” he shouted. A surging sword intent burst out of him and gathered on the sword. Then, with a clanging sound, the sword swept out with a force strong enough to destroy heaven and earth, slashing down toward Er Ha!
The power of this sword move was extremely fearsome. It was the same move that defeated Luo Hui not too long ago.
Rumble!
The whole building was shaking violently, frightening all the people present. Under the power of this sword move, the void burst open, and spatial turbulence leaked out of the opening. There was no doubt that it was at least as powerful as the attack of a Perfected God.
After all, Fang Wuji was a gifted Demigod of the Immortal Spirit Divine Dynasty!
In the sky, a figure flew back again and then smashed to the ground with a bang.
“Ahh…” A groan sounded again. Soon after, Er Ha stood up again. While rubbing his chest with the spicy strip dangling between his lips, he said, “Have you not eaten yet? Please use more force!”
The surrounding people were stunned. Even the Crown Prince froze for a moment.
‘This fellow is actually so… tough? Does the Law of Life have this effect? Is this how the Law of Life works?’
Fang Wuji’s face twitched, and the look in his eyes grew more and more serious. ‘He’s still unscathed? This is incredible…’
“Come again!”
Fang Wuji was bursting with anger. He didn’t believe that his sword couldn’t hurt this guy. With a buzzing sound, the sword fell from the sky, emitting a hazy light that obscured the whole sky. The power of this move was even more terrifying.
Er Ha stood where he was, his hair waving around him. His aura was growing stronger and stronger, and the Law of Life spread from him. The next moment, he leaped, exuding the aura of life and glowing like a star.
Rumble!
As Fang Wuji thrust the sword, thousands of sword light immediately fell like stars and struck Er Ha.
“Ahh…”
Er Ha groaned as his body was repeatedly hit, but under the healing of the Law of Life, he remained unscathed. “Hit me!” he said, staring at Fang Wuji. “Have you not eaten? Use more force!” he roared and kept releasing the power of the Law of Life.
That frightened Fang Wuji, and he almost lost his grip on the sword. ‘Why is this fellow so fierce?’ He swung his sword again. Countless sword lights slashed down from the sky, shattering the void, while a terrible aura of destruction swept out and filled the whole world!
Er Ha was instantly enveloped by the destructive sword energy…
Fang Wuji took a deep breath. This was his strongest sword move yet.
With a buzzing sound, the sword light faded away. Er Ha was covered in sword marks, and blood was gushing out of his wounds. However, they were recovering at a rate visible to the naked eye.
“Hit me! You need to use more strength! Do you not know how to use a sword?!” Er Ha growled. His eyes were wide and bloodshot as the Power of Law swirled over his head.
“Why is this guy so strong?”
“Not even Fang Wuji’s Law of Sword Art could kill him with a single blow?”
“Also, this guy’s attitude deserves a beating…”
Such a battle almost gave Fang Wuji a psychological trauma, and he began to doubt his life… Every time he thought he had hacked the guy to death, the guy still stood up, alive and kicking. When this happened again and again, he became afraid.
He couldn’t believe that his sword intent, which could suppress heirs of aristocratic families, could not kill the guy in front of him!
“The Law of Life…”
When he finally sensed Er Ha’s Law, he immediately sucked in a cold breath. It was the same Law comprehended by the Empress of the Immortal Spirit Divine Dynasty. She could even use it to revive a dead great world in an instant.
‘This guy actually comprehended the Law of Life as well! But since when does the Law of Life begin to make its possessor immortal? No matter how hard I attacked, I couldn’t kill him. If this were to continue, how am I going to fight him?’ he thought, the sword in his hand trembling.
Er Ha approached step by step. Finally, he came in front of Fang Wuji. “I have a big spicy strip!” As he drew near, he roared.
Fang Wuji looked puzzled. ‘What’s this fellow shouting about?’
Suddenly, his pupils constricted as he noticed a large black, brick-like object in Er Ha’s hand. Was this the so-called big spicy strip?
He paused. The next moment, he saw the black object came smashing toward his head. With a bang, the big black spicy strip hit him hard on the head.
He immediately felt dizzy, and his body was forcefully thrown to the ground, causing the earth to cave in with a rumble.
The surrounding onlookers were stunned, while the experts of the Immortal Spirit Divine Dynasty were struck dumb.
Fang Wuji was… knocked down from the air. He was struck by a brick, no, a spicy strip. This should be a fierce battle, but why had it become so weird and comical? What the heck was a big spicy strip?!
In midair, Er Ha’s clothes had been torn into strips of cloth by the sword energy. He grabbed some of them on his chest with both hands and tore them apart.
“The man with spicy strips is mighty and strong!” he bellowed in midair.
Neither the onlookers nor Bu Fang knew what to say.
Rumble…
On the ground, smoke and dust dispersed. Fang Wuji stood where he was, sword in hand. He felt his head spinning. He wondered what magic weapon the so-called spicy strip was. Why was its power so horrible?
Suddenly, he looked up. Over his head, a black dot was constantly enlarging in his blurred sight. The next moment, Er Ha, carrying the big black spicy strip, fell from the sky. With terrible force, the spicy strip hit him hard on the head again.
Bam!
Time seemed to freeze at this moment. With a crackling sound, the spicy strip that struck Fang Wuji’s head slowly split in half. Blood oozed out on his forehead and trickled down slowly in a stream, obscuring his sight.
“I’m… bleeding?” said Fang Wuji blankly. He felt strong dizziness. He raised his hand and tried to point his sword at Er Ha, but it suddenly fell to the ground with a clang.
The next moment, he also fell to the ground. His divine sense stopped rotating as he fainted. A gifted Demigod of the Immortal Spirit Divine Dynasty, Fang Wuji—the record holder of fifteen consecutive victories—lost to a spicy strip.
Er Ha flipped his hair. Although the spicy strip he made could not be eaten, it was absolutely qualified as a weapon.
He grimaced. Even with the Law of Life, he still felt a stabbing pain all over his body as he had suffered too much damage. He needed time to digest this power. He nearly failed to resist them…
“It f*cking hurts! My delicate skin is hurt…” After shivering for a while, Er Ha turned to look at the Crown Prince in the restaurant.
“Xiao Di, it’s your turn…” Then, he went back inside the restaurant, trembling.
The Crown Prince rolled his eyes. ‘I can’t believe he used the otherworldly Law of Life as if it is the Law of Hooligan… What a waste to such a precious Law. It seems that the Law had chosen the wrong master.’
The experts of the Immortal Spirit Divine Dynasty bolted forward like crazy and landed beside Fang Wuji. Though his forehead was bleeding, he just fainted. Realizing that, a look of relief came over their faces.
Fang Wuji, who had won fifteen straight victories, was actually defeated. They felt indignant at his defeat…
The corner of Bu Fang’s mouth twitched as he watched Er Ha walk back into the restaurant. He checked the time, yawned, and said to the Crown Prince, “Business hours are over. You are free to do anything now…” After that, he put his hands behind him and went back into the kitchen.
“Business hours are over?”
The corners of the Crown Prince’s mouth twitched slightly. Then, he raised his hand and began to undo the buttons of his uniform, staring coldly at the experts outside. When he was done, he shook his hand. The void tore apart, and a golden dragon knife fell into his hand.
The Dragon Soul Knife appeared again, letting out a deafening dragon roar.
Holding the knife, the Crown Prince walked step by step toward the group of gifted Demigods. He glanced at them, sneered disdainfully, and said, “I’ve never been afraid of anyone except that stinking chef. All of you… come at me together!”