Demon hunter's Cooking Manual

The head of the Li martial arts school naturally understood what the head of the Zhao martial arts school wanted to do.

He frowned immediately.

He didn't want to get involved.

Anyway, Peng Liang was missing, Zhang Ming was dead, and there were only three schools left on Martial Arts Street, one less than before, so naturally, there would be more apprentices.

But very quickly, the head of the Li school relaxed his brow.

Only three schools left, how could that compare to just two?

Or perhaps... one?

Thinking of this, the heart of the head of the Li school started beating faster and faster.

"That's right."

"Grab another box, let's draw lots."

The head of the Li school said this while exchanging a glance with the head of the Zhao school.

In that moment, the two reached a consensus.

Take down Mu Bai.

Split Martial Arts Street.

"Alright, master..."

"Let's not bother with that."

Jason interrupted the martial arts disciples' words, jumping onto the stage, and said lightly to Li and Zhao: "It's almost mealtime, I'm on a tight schedule, both of you can come up together."

"Mu Bai?!"

Jia Youcai called out in surprise.

Though Zhao wasn't great, his skills were genuine. His thirty-two moves of small grappling were famous in Mountain City, and Li's sixteen moves of large grappling were too.

Mountain City had suffered from coastal bandits years ago.

It was these two who captured them.

When the bandit who wiped out entire households was brought back, his bones were half shattered, utterly unrecognizable from his previous ferocity.

Of course, the most important thing was that the wealthy family that got wiped out had two Martial Artists.

One was entering 'Bone Tempering', the other 'Muscle Mastery'.

But even so, they were no match for the coastal bandit.

Yet Li and Zhao together easily captured him, indicating that combined, they're far stronger than one 'Muscle Mastery' and an entering 'Bone Tempering' Martial Artist.

It really was 1+1>2.

And that was over a decade ago.

Now?

What level are the two's skills at?

Therefore, Jia Youcai immediately wanted to remind Jason.

But Li and Zhao didn't give Jia Youcai the chance.

As soon as Jason's words ended, the two jumped onto the stage.

Once on the stage, no regrets.

That was the rule.

At this point, saying anything was too late.

Jia Youcai stood there dumbfounded, his eyes full of worry.

'Damn, if I had any real skills, Mu Bai wouldn't have to stand out!'

'What do I do?'

'Mu Bai absolutely cannot come to harm!'

Jia Youcai's heart was in turmoil, increasingly hating his own helplessness. Then, he turned his fierce gaze to the disciples of Li and Zhao's schools.

Coming from the streets and markets, Jia Youcai didn't have any good ideas.

The only thing he could think of was to capture two hostages and force Li and Zhao to proceed cautiously.

What about after?

Ruined reputation or being treated like a rat on the street?

He couldn't care less.

Right now, he just wanted to save Jason first.

'Which one should I target?'

Jia Youcai scanned the martial arts disciples.

There was only one chance.

He had to take down one of their disciples with one strike.

Otherwise, everything would be lost.

But these martial arts disciples all seemed strong and muscular, and he wasn't confident against any of them.

Immediately, Jia Youcai grew even more resentful about not training in martial arts when he was younger.

'Once this is over!'

'I must learn, even if it's just a trick or two!'

Jia Youcai quietly resolved, then fixated on a seemingly weaker disciple, ready to act.

"Wait a minute."

"If you choose that one."

"You likely won't last a single move."

Dou Bao suddenly spoke up.

"Uh?"

Jia Youcai was stunned.

"That disciple is Zhao's personal disciple. He looks frail, but inside he's strong and is already close to touching the threshold of 'Vigor', soon to become a true Martial Artist."

"If you attack him, you're seeking your own demise."

Dou Bao snorted coldly.

"Sister Dou Bao, you know what I am planning to do?"

Jia Youcai blinked his eyes.

"Anyone can see it."

Dou Bao snorted again.

However, she did not truly blame Jia Youcai.

She could tell that Jia Youcai was a decent person.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have bothered to warn him.

"Just sit tight."

"Trust the master."

Dou Bao said and then turned her gaze to the stage.

Jia Youcai scratched his ears anxiously, but at this moment, he was truly powerless, and could only pray silently in his heart.

'Mu Bai, you must survive.'

'If anything happens to you, I'll offer my life in your place.'

'With Sister Dou Bao around, she'll surely take care of my mother.'

Thinking this, Jia Youcai suddenly felt relieved.

He was already prepared that if Mu Bai died on the stage, he would draw his sword and fight desperately.

Anyway, his mother had Dou Bao to take care of.

He could tell Dou Bao was not ordinary.

Also, she was far more generous than some men.

Entrusting his mother to Dou Bao, he was at ease.

His mind settled, Jia Youcai grasped his sword with one hand and clenched his fist with the other, staring straight at the stage.

As for Mu Bai winning?

He never considered it.

Although Mu Bai had shown many strong aspects, that was when Mu Bai was in perfect health.

Now?

Seriously injured and not fully healed!

According to Li Deshang, he had even overdrawn his life potential.

No matter how many medicines, short term recovery was impossible.

It could only be nursed back slowly.

Such information, Li and Zhao knew too.

If before, they were concerned about Mu Bai taking one of them down with him, now, they had no concerns.

Jason stood there calmly.

The two seemed even more relaxed than Jason.

One on the left and one on the right, forming a pincers movement, they stood before Jason, a touch of excitement in their expressions.