Chapter 12639

Chapter 12639

Zhang Fengxiao sneered, "What other magical beasts does the Food Saint have? Why don't you summon them again so I can see? But if I were you, I would just cower and back down for now. It's all a waste of effort anyway."

"Fuck you!"

The Food Saint was immediately swept away and summoned another wave of magical beasts.

As expected, after the demon on the other side chanted its incantation, all the magical beasts were immediately and completely dispelled.

Not only the Food Saint, but everyone on the sidelines felt their hearts sink.

Lin Yi looked at Zhang Fengxiao and said, "Your younger brother has a pretty good plan."

"He's quite talented."

Zhang Baiyu nodded slightly.

In the eyes of others, Zhang Fengxiao was always his foil since childhood, a supporting character completely surrounded by him.

Only he knew that Zhang Fengxiao's potential was actually quite extraordinary.

No matter the time period, he would be someone who could easily take over from the strategist.

Unfortunately, he was unlucky and ran into his even more twisted older brother.

Looking back at the whole process, if anyone else were in Zhang Fengxiao's position, given that they had this kind of demonic weapon that specifically counters magical beasts, they would most likely have taken it out long ago.

However, doing so might not be enough to kill the Food Saint with one blow.

Once they survive this wave, they can summon the magical beasts again, and then it's hard to say how the situation will develop.

Looking back now.

After those rounds of attrition, the Food Saint is clearly unleashing his full power.

Sending out a dispelling demon at this point to wipe out all enemies would be devastating to the Food Saint.

The timing was perfect.

If the Food Saint hadn't gotten carried away, he might have had a chance to struggle later. But now, his primordial spirit power has been completely drained, and not a single drop can be squeezed out.

"Even without magical beasts, we still have a hundred unharmed civilians. We can still put up a fight, right?"

The crowd still held onto a sliver of hope.

However, it turned out that without other support, the hundred civilians in the field were practically made of paper in the face of the subsequent evil forces.

Aside from its ability to dispel, the dispelling type demons are quite limited in other aspects, and are even far inferior to the first wave of bloodthirsty demons.

The problem is, they have already accomplished their mission.

Even though they managed to barely get through the ordeal of dispelling the evil spirits thanks to the fighting power of the civilians, they were then completely crushed.

There was absolutely no suspense.

The Food Saint was immediately eliminated.

Zhang Fengxiao grinned and said indifferently, "Master Food Saint, I'm going to say something, and you might not like what I'm about to say. The older generation is retiring, so you should retire too, so you don't keep making a fool of yourself by coming out here again and again."

"The Five Sages of the Aristocratic Families have worked hard to build up this reputation. Don't let it all go to waste in your hands, or you'll leave behind a bad reputation and make everyone look bad."

"Am I right?"

The culinary master was speechless for a moment.

Not only him, but everyone in the room felt a tightness in their chests as they looked at Zhang Fengxiao's arrogant demeanor.

Zhang Fengxiao looked down at the entire scene: "This is the eighth one. There are only two left. We barely managed to force out the tenth wave. There are still ten stronger waves of demons that haven't had a chance to appear. I'm really worried about you guys."

The entire audience erupted in another round of cursing.

Unfortunately, the results speak for themselves, and no matter how harsh their criticisms are, they seem utterly ineffective at this point.

The ninth challenger was selected when the beam of light on the track stopped.

Zhang Fengxiao's expression suddenly changed.

"Zhang Baiyu!"

Everyone in the room was shocked.

No one expected such a dramatic turn of events.

"Older brother to younger brother?"

Lin Yi, however, was not surprised at all.

After all, Zhang Baiyu had already given a prediction.

Furthermore, Lin Yi was well aware that the so-called random selection for the track was not a true random selection; it was entirely based on the preferences of his fellow townsman from the secular world.

Given his consistent style, it's entirely understandable that he deliberately created this scene.

Putting everything else aside, it certainly made for a great show.

For the first time ever, a hint of panic appeared on Zhang Fengxiao's face.

Looking across the entire Tianjun County, if there is one person he fears the most, it is none other than Zhang Baiyu.

Even when facing others, such as Lin Yi or Emperor Saint, who are clearly far superior to him in strength, he still maintains a certain level of confidence.

But when facing Zhang Baiyu, he was completely surrounded and overwhelmed.

There is absolutely no chance of winning.

However, Zhang Fengxiao quickly forced himself to calm down, and the panic in his eyes gradually turned into burning passion.

More accurately, it's fighting spirit.

"Alright, it's a good time to make a decision with you, so that some fools don't think I'll live in your shadow for the rest of my life!"

Zhang Fengxiao said in a low voice, "No one knows better than me how much the strategist's lineage is capable. If I were to defeat you today, you wouldn't think I won unfairly, would you?"

Zhang Baiyu responded calmly, "No."

The people outside the arena looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Does the Strategist lineage possess any auxiliary secret techniques?"

"I don't think so. I've never heard of it."

"Just because you haven't heard of it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Have you heard before that the Food Saint lineage is proficient in summoning magical beasts?"

"No, the lineage of the Sage of Strategy is no less powerful than that of the lineage of the Sage of Food, so they must be hiding something too!"

Amidst the discussions from all sides, the challenge officially began.

The first wave, as usual, consisted of bloodthirsty demons.

Everyone was looking forward to Zhang Baiyu's performance.

Whether it's a traditional support like Cao Luoshen, a defensive fortification like Lu Changgu, or a summoned magical beast like the Food Saint, everyone eagerly awaits the answer.

The result is nothing.

Zhang Baiyu simply sat quietly in the center, without making any movement.

Without any visible enhancements, the hundred civilians below had already engaged the bloodthirsty demon head-on.

"No? That's it?"

Everyone looked at him strangely: "Could he be deliberately letting him win?"

Regardless, they are brothers after all, so such a thing is not impossible.

Lin Yi, on the other hand, watched with great interest, his eyes shining, and offered a sincere comment.

"That's really awesome."

Others might not be able to tell at a glance, but he knew it perfectly well.

Zhang Baiyu wasn't doing nothing at this moment; on the contrary, he did far more than anyone else before him.

It wasn't until the ten bloodthirsty demons were successively eliminated that everyone finally realized something was amiss and noticed something unusual.

"Holy crap! How can I survive without getting hurt like that?"

Strictly speaking, a few civilians in the field were injured, but they were all minor injuries, which were negligible overall.

Compared to the previous challengers, this casualty ratio is completely different.

Zhao Ning asked疑惑地问道, "What's going on?"

Lin Yi smiled: "Extreme micro-management."

"what?"

Zhao Ning was completely confused.

Zhang Baiyu's greatest reliance was precisely these five words that Lin Yi had mentioned.

The civilians provided by the track are indeed quite capable of acting independently, and they will actively cooperate with each other, so their level of understanding is definitely not bad.

But it is ultimately a bit rigid.