109: The final battle begins!

The Sin of Jealousy never expected to receive permission to attack Han Fei so quickly.

Thinking of the mission requirements he received from Sloth an hour ago, the Sin of Jealousy was filled with excitement.

'Engage Han Fei in a diamond grade culinary duel and kill him during the duel.'

Although the Sin of Jealousy was currently unable to prepare a diamond grade culinary duel, the thought of being able to kill Han Fei, that indescribable pleasure, was enough to make him tremble all over.

"You damn bug..."

"I can finally kill you!"

...The surrounding students shivered, feeling the waves of coldness emanating from the Sin of Jealousy, as if they were in an ice cellar.

Long Feihe and Cen Fei, in particular, turned pale, their fear congealing into a tangible presence in their eyes.

"Yang Yu... how can she have such strength?!"

Long Feihe and Cen Fei were both people of extraordinary status, having witnessed various B-Rank Experts since childhood.

Cen Fei, especially, had been in close proximity to B-Rank Experts more than once and deeply understood that level of oppressive aura.

However, the aura emanating from Yang Yu at this moment was more intense and terrifying than any B-Rank Expert she remembered.

This made Cen Fei have no doubt that if the Sin of Jealousy were to attack her, she would instantly be annihilated!

This realization made her begin to question the true identity of the person before her.

"She... who exactly is she? Is she really the Yang Yu I know?"

The doubts in her heart grew like wild grass, and her heartbeat accelerated due to this uncertainty, as various incredible conjectures flashed through her mind.

In contrast, Long Feihe appeared relatively calm.

He quietly took out his phone, preparing to report this situation to his Family.

However, just as his finger was about to touch the screen, ready to input the information.

A dirty hand silently rested on his shoulder, bringing with it a sickening stench and an indescribable chilling premonition.

"What's the big deal, still need to report? Isn't it troublesome?"

The voice carried a hint of laziness, yet seemed to be mixed with the warmth of the afternoon sun, gently brushing past Long Feihe's ear.

Upon hearing that voice, Long Feihe's taut expression instantly vanished, replaced by a wooden indifference.

"Yes, such a small matter, why should I report it? So troublesome."

With that, he casually stuffed his phone back into his loose pocket, as if the tense atmosphere from earlier had never existed.

Then he turned his gaze to the culinary stage, his eyes revealing a hollow look, almost as if he had forgotten everything.

Not just him, but Cen Fei and all the surrounding students were the same.

Everyone ignored the coldness emanating from the Sin of Jealousy, as if he didn't exist.

"Why are you here, you smelly bug?"

The Sin of Jealousy had a clear sneer on his lips, his gaze as sharp as a blade, sweeping towards Sloth, who was dressed in rags and looked like a beggar.

Facing this undisguised disdain, Sloth merely smiled faintly, casually lying down on the hard ground, his eyes half-closed, revealing a nonchalant ease.

"Lord Arrogance sent me to assist you."

His words, though lazy, contained an undeniable authority.

Upon hearing this, the Sin of Jealousy's expression instantly froze, "Lord Arrogance... wants you to help me?"

Then a flicker of unnoticeable anger flashed in his eyes, "Do you think I need your help?!"

Facing the other's anger, Sloth slowly closed his eyelids and softly said, "Can you handle the diamond grade culinary stage by yourself?"

The Sin of Jealousy's face twisted violently, an invisible rage surging in his chest, "Are you doubting my ability?!"

Between his words, each syllable seemed squeezed from between his teeth, filled with an unchallengeable pride.

"Lord Arrogance gave a deadline of one month. If you can handle it in one month, then I'll be too lazy to bother."

After saying this, Sloth actually started snoring, seemingly already asleep.

And the Sin of Jealousy's face immediately became a kaleidoscope of emotions.

Anger, helplessness, and resentment played out in turns, like the ever-changing sky at sunset.

With his abilities, he could naturally handle the diamond grade culinary stage.

However, achieving it within such a short timeframe was truly a pipe dream.

Therefore, Sloth's assistance was indispensable.

Although the Sin of Jealousy hated Sloth, he had to admit that this guy was very strong, and with his assistance, many things would become very simple.

"Then what should we do now?" the Sin of Jealousy asked, suppressing his anger.

Sloth murmured as if in a dream, "Didn't the mission already give instructions? What we need to do now is witness the result of this silver grade culinary duel, and then find that troublemaker."

"Just wait like this?!"

The Sin of Jealousy's voice was filled with suppressed, boiling rage.

His eyes seemed to spit fire, every word containing an indescribable impatience and unwillingness.

He truly wanted to kill Han Fei immediately, right now!

"Otherwise, what do you want to do? Not follow the mission's instructions?"

As he said this, Sloth opened one eye, and his tone, for the first time, revealed an undeniable seriousness.

"But I want to kill that bug right now!"

To vent his anger, the Sin of Jealousy actually tore at his own cheeks with both hands.

His fingertips almost dug into his flesh, and the sound of pain and anger intertwined, piercing the air and sounding exceptionally harsh.

"I advise you to follow the mission's instructions, otherwise, you should know better than I what Lord Arrogance will do to you."

The implicit warning in Sloth's words made the air momentarily heavy.

Afterward, he leisurely lay back down, closed his eyes, seemingly having cast aside all the surrounding disturbances, no longer paying attention to the Sin of Jealousy's resentment and struggle.

The Sin of Jealousy glared at the seemingly sleeping Sloth, his teeth grinding, his fists clenched until his knuckles turned white, and blood slowly dripped from between his fingers, staining the ground.

Then he seemed to think of something terrifying, his face twitched, and he immediately suppressed his killing intent, quietly watching Han Fei and Yang Fan's culinary duel.

At this moment, on the stage, a silver light bloomed brilliantly like the dawn, coating the entire stage with a mysterious and solemn radiance.

Two dazzling beams of light, like Dragons soaring, rose from beneath Han Fei and Yang Fan's feet, intertwined and shot straight into the sky, seemingly foreshadowing the imminent start of a spectacular duel.

Immediately afterward, a deep and vast voice echoed through the sky, as if transcending the boundaries of time and space, shaking the Soul of everyone present.

"Both parties, please make your culinary vows!"

As the voice fell, a string of words shimmering with the light of wisdom slowly appeared in Han Fei and Yang Fan's vision, like ancient incantations, both the rules of the duel and the carrier of the oath.

Han Fei gazed at this declaration, his resonant voice echoing throughout the stage.

"I, Han Fei, swear by my Soul, that in this duel, I will give my all, never hold back, and never threaten my opponent in any way..."

The oath, a hundred words long, was delivered with powerful conviction.

The two quickly completed their vows.

Then, a dazzling silver light curtain, like a celestial veil, covered the entire stage.

"Both parties, please present your stakes."

That solemn voice sounded again, like the whisper of fate, echoing over the entire sports field, touching the heartstrings of every spectator.

Among the crowd, excited and expectant faces intertwined, discussing animatedly, with various conjectures and jokes mixed in.

"If he knew his stake was an arm, I wonder what his expression would be."

"Heh, an arm? You're giving him too much credit, I think his stake might be his sense of taste, or even sight!"

"If it's his sense of taste, he'll be miserable, he won't be able to be a chef anymore."

"Hmph, who told him to be so arrogant, daring to challenge Professor Yang in public? Who does he think he is?"

...Under the sarcastic voices of countless people, the silver light shield subtly fluctuated.

The stakes offered by the two gradually appeared, clear and shocking.

Yang Fan — his cooking experience of the past three years.

Han Fei — losing his sense of taste for one month.

As soon as these stakes appeared, everyone's eyes widened.

Especially those who had been sarcastic earlier, their faces were filled with shock and disbelief.

"This... how is this possible?!"

"Are these stakes wrong?!"

"Why would Professor Yang put up such a big stake?!"

"Something must be wrong!"

...Amidst the clamor and panic, Long Feihe and Cen Fei remained remarkably composed.

Their faces did not show the same fear and helplessness as the surrounding crowd, but rather a profound and complex expression of doubt.

"Although his culinary skills are above Professor Yang's, they don't seem to have reached three stars."

"Could his culinary level only be Advanced two-star? But why was the chicken chop rice so delicious?"

Long Feihe and Cen Fei looked deeply at Han Fei, feeling that he was becoming more and more mysterious.

Above the stage.

Yang Fan's expression was frozen, his pupils slightly dilated, the shock in his heart almost bursting from his eyes.

He had initially thought that the stake he would put up would only be something insignificant, like his usual cleaver, or a pot he particularly liked.

However, the outcome was completely beyond his expectations.

Three years of culinary experience!

Losing it meant his culinary skill level would regress to three years ago, a blow no less than a bolt from the blue.

However, upon learning that the price Han Fei paid for this duel was merely a one-month loss of taste, Yang Fan's shock reached its peak.

The lightness of this punishment, compared to his heavy stake, felt like a cruel irony, hinting at the vast chasm between their culinary skills.

Thinking of this, an indescribable fear and sense of defeat surged in Yang Fan's chest.

Han Fei's young figure suddenly became tall and blurry in his eyes, like an insurmountable mountain.

How old was he?

Probably just barely twenty.

So young, yet with culinary skills far surpassing his own, this made Yang Fan unable to help but suspect that the other party might be some old monster disguised as a young man.

In this treasure chest world, while things that could restore one's youthful appearance were not abundant, they definitely existed.

'Ding-a-ling—'

Just as his thoughts were racing, the crisp sound of a bell, like a heavy hammer, pulled Yang Fan back to reality from his chaotic thoughts.

The competition had already begun, and he could no longer afford to be distracted.

After all, he had sworn by his Soul to give his all in this duel.

Moreover, he didn't want to lose either.

Three years of culinary experience were extremely valuable; no matter what, he had to try his best to preserve it!

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Some superpower settings:

Mental Energy Type

Telepathy

· Characteristics: Telepathy allows one to read others' thoughts or communicate mentally. Telepathy enables Cultivators to foresee enemies' plans and actions in combat.

· Applications: Cultivators can use telepathy for tactical communication, undisturbed by external interference. Telepathy can also be used to detect enemies' psychological states and understand their true intentions.

· Weaknesses: Telepathy requires high concentration, and prolonged use can lead to Mental Energy fatigue. Additionally, telepathy has limited effectiveness against enemies with strong willpower or psychological barriers.

Mind Control

· Characteristics: Mind Control allows one to control others' thoughts and actions. Mind Control enables Cultivators to manipulate enemies in combat for their own use.

· Applications: Cultivators can use Mind Control to make enemies attack their allies or harm themselves. Mind Control can also be used to control enemies' movements, preventing them from effectively retaliating.

· Weaknesses: Mind Control requires extremely strong Mental Energy support and has limited effectiveness against enemies with strong willpower. Additionally, Mind Control can easily alert enemies, potentially leading to counterattacks.

Precognition

· Characteristics: Precognition allows one to predict future events. Precognition enables Cultivators to formulate tactics in advance and avoid danger.

· Applications: Cultivators can use Precognition to avoid enemies' traps and attacks. Precognition can also be used to formulate long-term strategic plans and gain the initiative in battle.

· Weaknesses: The effectiveness of Precognition is not absolutely accurate and can be influenced by various factors. Additionally, over-reliance on Precognition may lead to over-dependence on foresight, neglecting the actual situation at hand.

Telekinesis

· Characteristics: Telekinesis allows one to move objects with thought. Telekinesis enables Cultivators to remotely manipulate objects for attack and defense in combat.

· Applications: Cultivators can use Telekinesis to move enemies' weapons or defensive equipment, rendering them ineffective. Telekinesis can also be used for long-range attacks, manipulating objects to strike.

· Weaknesses: Telekinesis requires high concentration and precise control, and prolonged use can lead to Mental Energy fatigue. Additionally, Telekinesis has limited effectiveness against objects of larger size and weight.

Illusion Creation

· Characteristics: Illusion Creation allows one to create illusions to confuse others. Illusion Creation enables Cultivators to create false environments and enemies in combat, throwing enemies into confusion.

· Applications: Cultivators can use Illusion Creation to make enemies fall into traps or attack false targets. Illusions can also be used to hide one's position and actions for stealth and surprise attacks.

· Weaknesses: Illusion Creation has limited effectiveness against enemies with strong sensory abilities and cannot completely deceive their perception. Additionally, the duration of illusions is limited, and prolonged maintenance requires a large amount of Mental Energy.