His mind was already immersed in the world of cooking, and there was nothing else in front of Zhao Fuyu.

The terrifying hands made the hard dough mold and then turned into the very distinctive thick noodles. Even the moment you cut it with a knife, you can feel the toughness of the dough.

Similarly, diners can also imagine the almost extreme elasticity after the noodles are in the mouth.

In a boiling pot of water, when the noodles enter, you need to wait.

Unlike ordinary noodles, even thick noodles only take two or three minutes to cook thoroughly.

Zhao Fuyu's special noodles require at least twelve minutes to cook, and at least three times of water is required to ensure that the noodles are cooked thoroughly, while maintaining the elasticity full of provocative force.

But just as the noodles were constantly being cooked, the pungent taste that almost filled the entire shop began to become more and more intense.

Kazuichi, who was almost choked and burst into tears, couldn't even withstand this smell, and ran out in a panic, which made Vanma Yujiro sneer.

Then he greedily breathed the terrifying smell of the air.

That smell that can even suffocate.

A hint of redness appeared in his eyes, which was a sense of excitement of being satisfied with the crazy ones.

‘Yes...yes, that’s it, that’s it!’

...

When the hot noodles were served, the pungent smell filled with the shop dissipated. Kenichi, who was forced to leave, could finally come back and continue to eat the remaining dishes he had.

But even if you just taste it like this, the originally gentle and mellow dish seemed to have a layer of stimulating spicy feeling, which caused a violent pain on the tip of his tongue.

"Why is this...spicy?"

"I didn't feel this way when I ate it just now..."

Kenichi put down his chopsticks, quickly picked up the ice water beside him, and poured it into a big mouthful.

"It was fumigated..."

"Can the spicy taste in the air affect the finished dish... that kind of spicyness."

Saeko Mushima, who was recognized, murmured as if she was explaining, but seemed to be showing a hint of shock.

Because she has never seen a dish that reaches this level of spicy food, unprecedented!

If the average Mapo tofu has a spiciness of ten, then the spicy taste that had been filled with the air before was at least fifty. Then... how spicy would this bowl in front of me look like a little orange-red soup?

‘But it’s really surprising that it’s really something to do with it.’

The coarse noodles were placed in a bowl of clear soup, with slightly yellow faces, just like yellow dragons plated in a bowl.

Saeko Mushima just glanced at her and was fascinated by its strong body.

Unlike the girl who was still observing, Vanma Yujiro had been waiting for a long time, and when the pasta was served, he could not wait.

It is hard for you to imagine that the strongest creature on the ground, like the reincarnation of an ancient ferocious beast, would pick up chopsticks, carefully pick up a piece of noodles from a soup bowl, and then put it into the small bowl of ingredients that followed the noodles.

It's like some seal was pierced at the same time.

The spicy feeling that had already faded once again swept into the sky, as if it turned into a storm with flames in the shop.

The scent of constantly rotating swallowed all the air, suffocating and making people feel that they were constantly on the verge of death!

"That's it...the pleasure of fighting with food!"

When the noodles dyed with orange-red sauce were put into his mouth, Vanma Yujiro's face became more and more ferocious, and a murderous aura flashed in his eyes.

A terrible will spread out in his body.

I have never felt this kind of aura, and I just felt like I had suddenly come to hell, and I had the illusion that I was about to die soon.

It was originally a normal day to enjoy delicious food, but somehow it started to endanger your life.

An inexplicable sense of despair enveloped his heart, but there was a faint warm feeling that had always existed turned back in his body, firmly helping him resist the momentum that was constantly eroding.

It also awakens his already tenacious will.

‘You can’t sink…you can’t…you can’t give up!’

When this will emerge, the boy who looked weak and innocent finally showed his side as a rough jade.

A weak but existing momentum was formed, and it fought against the explosive murderous intent, creating a small space.

It also made Zhao Fuyu, who was originally going to take a step forward, take back his steps.

‘Awakened early?’

‘It’s good.’

After all, he is his old customer. Every day, he looks at Kenichi Shirahama, who is injured, comes to the store to eat, and only then dares to go home after he recovers.

It was also a not pleasant experience for Zhao Fuyu.

Unfortunately, this kid is very stubborn, so Zhao Fuyu can't help him.

Now that a glimmer of change has finally appeared, Zhao Fuyu is naturally happy to see it.

However, once Vanma Yujiro started to enjoy his exclusive dishes, he fell into a state of madness.

It was a very terrifying muscle, but it seemed like it had encountered some great enemy, and it became even more tense.

The powerful qi and blood penetrated his body, making him stronger again, tearing his clothes apart, and showing his back, which was amazed by the world, the muscle tissue called the "ghost face"!

He once fought with the revived mammoth giant elephant, killed three Siberian tigers in a row with bare hands, and even fought monsters in the ocean in the water.

One of the terrible sources of strength for a man who is known as the strongest creature on the ground is the ghost back that forms an evil ghost-like appearance with his back muscles alone, forming countless powerful muscle communities.

"Stimulating, more exciting!"

"I didn't expect...this taste...is really surprised me more and more!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, before Saeko Mushima came to her senses, Vanma Yujiro had already swept away the noodles in the soup bowl, and even the red sauce in the dipping bowl disappeared completely.

The blood-red color lingers on Wanma Yujiro's muscles that are poured like black iron, and are stronger than real steel.

It was as if after a vigorous exercise, what could be seen with the naked eye was the constant trembling of each muscle and the bursting of sweat.

"Boy Fuyu, I'm still so satisfied with your dish."

"It's a pity... I'm going to Italy soon."

"With your exercise, my winning rate will be one percent more."

"Hahahahaha!"

"Look at me to kick those shit gods' ass!"

When Zhao Fuyu heard Fanma Yujiro's words, he seemed not surprised, but nodded slightly, showing his respect for the strongest ambition of the creature on earth.

"Then I wish you... a prosperous martial arts!"

Just before Vanma Yujiro left, his steps suddenly paused, and a smile like Shura was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

"Boy Fuyu, you have to maintain this shop well."

"I've heard that some guys are already ready to move on here."

"If I come back and you are gone, I will be sad..."

Whether it was spicy or sleepy, the strongest creature on the ground who enjoyed a delicious meal popped a teardrop from the corner of his eyes and disappeared directly into the store.

It also takes away the aura that is as terrifying as a ferocious beast and stimulates people's instinctively vigilant.

Almost the moment the door face closes.

There was only heavy breathing sounds left in the entire store, echoing constantly...
Chapter completed!