The next day, Hoshino Sora woke up early. Today was the day of the competition. As agreed, people from the ""Roasting"" Tribe and the Deep Fried Skewer Tribe would go to the "Blazing Fire" Tribe for the competition today.
The two tribes would compete in the "Blazing Fire" Tribe's cooking arena, with the "Blazing Fire" Great Tribe witnessing their contest and serving as judges to ensure the fairness of the duel.
These were conditions both parties agreed upon.
"How's your condition?"
"Excellent. I slept very well last night. I feel like I can perform exceptionally today."
A group of eight, led by the chief of the ""Roasting"" Tribe, set off for the "Blazing Fire" Tribe.
On the way, Lin Chichi somehow made her way to Hoshino Sora's side, her words filled with curiosity.
However, she was only asking symbolically. With the Raging Nightmoon Rabbit as his main ingredient, he was already inherently invincible; it would be difficult for him to lose even if he wanted to.
After about two hours, the group climbed over mountains, crossed a river, and after much hardship, arrived at an open plain. This was the territory of the "Blazing Fire" Tribe.
This was a large town, bustling with residents and incredibly lively. The air was filled with various aromas. On both sides of the road, there were vendors selling food and raw ingredients. Shops related to gourmet food accounted for eighty percent.
At this time, the young people in the tribe were gathering at the tribe's entrance, peeking around. They had long heard that the ""Roasting"" Tribe and the Deep Fried Skewer Tribe were going to compete, and driven by curiosity, they had rushed over early in the morning to wait.
"You've arrived, and you didn't run away. Truly commendable courage."
Looking at the dusty group of eight, the Deep Fried Skewer Tribe, who had arrived half an hour earlier, coldly mocked them, their expressions carrying a hint of derision. At their center was a handsome and elegant young man.
This young man had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, looking mature and imposing, radiating an inexplicable aura. Although he was much inferior to Hoshino Sora, he was still a rare talent.
Many people on the scene secretly compared Hoshino Sora and this young man, then unanimously concluded that Hoshino Sora was much, much more handsome than this young man, exuding an inexplicable charm.
"If you didn't run, how could we avoid the battle? If you hadn't invited outsiders last time, how would we have lost?
Don't think that just because you found a helper, you're amazing and can dominate Spice Valley. Do you think we don't have a backer?"
Enemies meeting made their eyes burn with rage. How could anyone tolerate such mockery? A young man from the ""Roasting"" Tribe, who was out to see the world, immediately shouted loudly.
"Is your backer as strong as mine? This person on my side is a disciple from the Heavenly Material Pavilion who is traveling! A genuine genius!"
As he spoke, the person at the front of the Deep Fried Skewer Tribe stepped aside, revealing the man they were praising. The other party's face also carried arrogance.
In his mind, he should be the protagonist of this event.
As for Hoshino Sora, at most, he was just a supporting green leaf. He wanted to make his debut here, showcasing the immensely powerful strength of a Heavenly Material Pavilion disciple, and then conquer the continent!
As expected, these guys in front of him showed shocked expressions upon hearing his identity.
The elder leading the Roasting Tribe felt his heart sink, his expression changing drastically, shifting several times in quick succession, as if he had mastered the art of face-changing.
"You're the helper they invited? You don't seem like much, but the two girls beside you are quite pretty. May I ask their age and if they are married?"
Staring intently at Hoshino Sora, who was surrounded by the crowd, the man couldn't help but mock him loudly, his voice filled with disdain, while simultaneously flirting with the girls beside him.
"You're nothing but a bunch of chickens and dogs, easily defeated. If all you can do is rely on your glib tongue, then you're truly disappointing."
Shaking his head, Hoshino Sora was not moved by the man's words.
Although he didn't know what this so-called Heavenly Material Pavilion was, judging by the reaction of the "Roasting" Tribe's leader, it was likely a famous sect nearby.
But a sect's power has little to do with an individual's capabilities. For example, Oriental Academy recruits so many talented individuals every year, but how many of them are truly formidable?
Of course, since it's renowned, it must have something extraordinary, but Hoshino Sora didn't believe that just anyone from that sect could rival him. If that were the case, he might as well go home and sleep.
"Are you talking to me?"
Upon hearing Hoshino Sora's response, Li Qingyun's face immediately contorted with anger. Since birth, no one had ever dared to speak to him like that. This kid was truly bold!
"Not to you, perhaps I was talking to a dog."
Hearing Li Qingyun's words, Hoshino Sora shrugged and said indifferently. Since the other party wanted to confront him, he would stand his ground. His formidable strength gave him the courage to do as he pleased.
"Good, good, good!"
Uttering three "goods" in a row, Li Qingyun, surrounded by the crowd, laughed in extreme anger. As a disciple of the Heavenly Material Pavilion, where had he ever gone without being treated with courtesy and respect? Someone like Hoshino Sora was truly unprecedented!
"I want to see what kind of strength you possess to dare look down on me, a direct disciple of the Heavenly Material Pavilion!"
"Let's settle this with our skills. I hope you don't disgrace the sect you boast about. I wouldn't feel any sense of accomplishment if I won too easily."
Hoshino Sora said indifferently, then walked over to where the younger generation of the "Blazing Fire" Tribe was gathered. The expression on his face softened, becoming gentle and courteous.
"Excuse me, beautiful lady, where is the cooking arena? Could you please take us there?"
"Over there, it's a bit out of the way and hard to find. Let me take you."
His friendly voice and incredibly handsome appearance instantly made the girls of the "Blazing Fire" Tribe swoon, and they eagerly offered to lead the way, making the boys beside them grit their teeth in frustration.
"Thank you in advance, then."
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