One Punch Chef

Chapter 178 A Pair of 36
Rumble!
In mid-air, the void cracked, and a huge battle platform slowly emerged, showing simplicity and grandeur.I saw that there are many kinds of spirits inscribed on the battle platform, some of which are completely invisible in this world, and belong to the ancient and extinct races.

The battle platform was completely solidified, and the image of all spirits on the surface of the battle platform was turbulent like water waves, and there was a faint roar that shattered mountains and rivers, which was the imprint of the supreme heroes who had once faced off on this battle platform , Gathered their energy and spirit, never scattered.

There are nine battle towers in Feixian Pavilion in the ancient city of Crescent Moon, one courtyard and one battle tower, but only the ancient battle tower and Feixian Terrace in the ninth courtyard have been preserved together with the ancient city of Crescent Moon since ancient times. It is amazing how long it has survived , with the mysterious imprint of an ancient great figure attached to it, which can trigger various rules and restrictions, and has endless magical effects.

The ninth ancient battle platform has been released, and the first big showdown of this Feixian grand meeting is inevitable.

The first person to climb onto the ancient battlefield was Longying, a lineage of the dragon blood clan Canglong. The whole body was covered with black light. Longying didn't look at Wu Di again, turned around and took a step forward. .

"Quickly roll up to die." The Fourth Prince and Eighth Prince of the Golden Crow Clan shouted loudly, a pair of golden wings emerged from behind, like two little suns flying into the ring, occupying a corner.

After that, Xue Tianhe, the descendant of the Blood God Sect wearing a scarlet blood robe, several people from the Qilin lineage, and Huang Yu from the fallen blood phoenix clan also took the stage one after another. Even though Wu Di's combat power has increased, he is still confident and undefeated .

In contrast, the rest of Mo Yan and his like are not decisive enough, without the momentum of competing with the same generation and never retreating.

There were 16 people who took the stage first, and the remaining 20 people were hesitating. At first they thought that the opponent was only Wu Di. The appearance of Yue and others made them feel a little uncertain.

"Hehe, Wu Youdi, you're still scared after all. Didn't you say before that you want to fight the world alone?" Mo Yan felt a little uneasy and sarcastically.

This is an obvious way to provoke Wu Di to fight alone.Under such circumstances, even if Wu Di had Chu Cangyue and a few people to help out, he was still far behind in terms of numbers. Mo Yan actually wanted to further expand his advantage, which was shameless.

Even Chi Jiufeng, Jin Peng and the others who thought Wu Di was too arrogant before frowned slightly, disdainful of Mo Yan's timidity when he had the upper hand.

"Red hair, did you get kicked on the head by a donkey or squeezed by the door when you went out today, can you say such shameless words?" Fat Taoist Haoren pointed at Mo Yan's nose and cursed.

"Amitabha, his second uncle, your shamelessness has refreshed the Buddha's bottom line. I thought that the fat Taoist priest was already the pinnacle of shamelessness." Monk Wuhua clasped his hands together and said.

Mo Yan's face turned ashen, he flung his robe sleeves violently, and snorted coldly: "Who was the one who said so brazenly that you asked all fellow Taoists to go up together? Everyone has seen it. He should be ashamed. Don't do things that you can't do." Say whatever you want."

"Oh, this baby is hopeless, shameless to a certain extent, I am willing to bow down to the Daoist." The fat Taoist priest Haoren shook his head with a regretful expression on his face.

"Are you so timid? I think you should go back to your mother's womb and remake." Monk Wuhua mocked.

"It's a solo battle that a certain person said." Mo Yan insisted on this reason, even if other people knew this truth, but there are only a few people who can go all out like Mo Yan and abandon Tianjiao's arrogance.

Fat Taoist Haoren is also a little speechless now, and he wants to reason again when he leans out.

However, Wu Di directly grabbed his collar and pulled the fat Taoist back, and said calmly: "I am enough alone."

"What?" The fat Taoist was shocked
"Don't be impulsive." Monk Wuhua was anxious.

"Why are you so ignorant?" Ouyang Nana reprimanded her with her hands on her hips.

"Not very rational." Chu Cangyue looked at Wu Di calmly, and lightly parted her red lips.

Not to mention other people, even those who stood on the same front as Wu Di were shocked by Wu Di's words, and they all showed puzzled expressions.

"Oh, I have nothing to say, let's see if he survives with luck."

"I see little hope. This is really pushing myself into the fire pit."

"Overestimate his own strength, does he really think he is invincible?"

……

"Hahahaha, well, what you say is what you say, I have to say, I have to improve my evaluation of you." Mo Yan laughed a few times.

Although he said that he had a high regard for Wu Di, the disdain on his face still revealed his thoughts at the moment. He thought that the aggressive method he insisted on finally succeeded and pushed Wu Di to a dead end.

At this moment, Mo Yan seems to have eaten ginseng fruit, every pore in his body is relaxed, like a victorious big rooster, with its head held high, flying to the ancient battle platform.

"Whispering and timid, wasting so much time." The two princes of the Jinwu tribe gave Mo Yan a cold look, not appreciating his efforts to gain an advantage.

"You..." Mo Yan trembled angrily.

"Hahaha" the fat Taoist laughed out loud without concealing it.

But after laughing, a ray of worry appeared on the fat Taoist priest's face, worried about Wu Di.

"Those bastards must have more than one treasure in their hands. It would be really bad if they sacrificed at the same time." Monk Wuhua also frowned.

"Hum..." Ouyang Nana snorted arrogantly, flipped out a seven-colored ancient talisman with her small hand, and said, "For the sake of you being Dongcang's ally, this lady made an exception and lent it to you."

At the same time, the fat Taoist was not stingy at all this time. Not only did he knock out a bunch of treasures from Monk Wuhua, but he also took out a few incredible treasures and quietly gave them to Wu Di for self-defense. When necessary, he could detonate them without hesitation.

Warmth surged in Wu Di's heart, she shook her head with a smile, pushed away the treasure handed by the fat Taoist priest with her left hand, and rubbed Ouyang Nana's black hair with her right hand, and said: "I accept the little girl's wish, hurry up tomorrow Please eat something good."

"You... are mad at Miss Ben." Ouyang Nana struggled with her fangs and claws, opening her mouth to bite.

Wu Di smiled, slightly bent her feet and knees, and jumped.

'Boom'

The ground of the ninth courtyard, which was blessed and arranged by the masters of the formation, split open under Wu Di's random kick, and the various formation patterns were dim.

The ancient battle platform, with Wu Di's entry, a layer of clear light lit up from around the battle platform, completely separating the ancient battle platform from the outside world. Unless the battle has a result, outsiders will never be able to enter.

There are mottled historic sites on the huge battle platform, and there are traces of black marks all over the ground of the battle platform. It is the blood of heroes who fought on this battle platform in the past, and some of them still have a trace of spirituality.

Standing in the center of the ancient battle platform, Wu Di was surrounded by 36 young talents, yet he remained calm.

A pair of 36, the momentum is still not inferior.

"Go ahead, or you won't have a chance."

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(End of this chapter)