"A meatball?"
The audience was somewhat speechless.
"Everyone knows that you are a chef from the Immortal Cooking Realm. You don't have to pull out a meatball in the arena to prove who you are."
"But… That meatball is surprisingly fragrant."
Many people watched Bu Fang as he put the meatball into his mouth and slowly took a bite. Shortly after, they all smelled the strong, intoxicating aroma that wafted out of it.
"It seems really delicious!"
Some were so amazed that they swallowed. They couldn't understand why they would be attracted to a meatball. However, they soon came to their senses and stared at Bu Fang, wondering how a meatball could win the match for him.
Meanwhile, the top half-step Saint from the Blackwind Continent sneered. His cold laughter came from the spinning black wind as the huge invisible hand condensed of the Will of the Great Path mercilessly slapped down at Bu Fang.
