Inheriting the Legacy of All-People Anime: I Choose Rikudo Madara!

"You know this as well!?"

Li Shanyi gnawed on the boiled beef and looked at the rich man next to him with admiration.

Pei Bujue raised a finger.

"One million...my family spent one million Kyushu coins to collect all the information on the students selected for the academy from various cities."

Qin Shi and Li Shanyi raised their thumbs at the same time.

"How awesome, really awesome!"

"Akimichi...Choji?"

Qin Shi recited this inherited name.

The name is somewhat familiar.

Qin Shi thought for a while and began to search for the Naruto anime memories in his mind.

Choji? Pig deer butterfly?

Oh ho, it turns out to be one of the twelve little heroes.

Akimichi Choji, a chuunin from the Hidden Leaf Village of the Land of Fire, is good at the art of doubling.

The plump boy walked onto the stage and looked at the fragrant food, his eyes shining.

"When I win, I will drag away a cart full of food!"

Chef Dashan just smiled softly when he saw the boy drooling.

"As long as you win, everything is easy."

There was no more greeting, the boy named Ding Zhuo had already taken the lead.

"The art of doubling!"

His arms suddenly grew in size, and his fists became as big as sandbags.

"No wonder I had to take off my school uniform and wear a sleeveless shirt underneath. It turned out that I was afraid of bursting the clothes. I laughed so hard."

Pei Buode finally regained his energy.

"Chef, this punch of mine has eighteen years of skill. Even the cows in the village can't bear it."

"How about you just give me the delicious food and we can order until it's done?"

Fat boy Ding Zhuo suggested enthusiastically.

Chef Dashan smiled, lit another cigarette and took a long puff.

"Boy, don't rush to talk big..."

"Kicking skills, meat-cutting and shooting!"

A smoke ring was blown towards Ding Zhuo's face.

The fat boy Ding Zhuo suddenly coughed.

Before Ding Zhuo could recover, Chef Dashan's black leather shoes had already kicked him over.

"this......"

In a hurry, Ding Zhuo could only wave his huge fist to meet him.

"bump!"

Sandbag punches and black leather shoes collide.

The results are clear.

Chef Dashan's body remained motionless.

The fat boy's body flew high into the sky, flying straight towards the lake outside the restaurant.

"Mom, boil the water, save me, save me!"

Just as he was about to fall into the water, the water suddenly changed from boiling to freezing ice.

Teacher Qingzhi came to the side of the ship at some point and steadily caught the fat boy flying towards him.

"Chef Dashan, I will catch these students for you, and you will have to give me extra food later."

He shouted towards the restaurant at the top of his lungs.

"no problem."

Chef Dashan twisted his neck and looked at the new students again.

"You students don't think you can challenge me..."

"Come on, don't be so shy. I'm still boiling bone soup in the pot. As long as the stage can accommodate it, you can join us."

"It's still the original rules. Anyone who can sustain my move will pass."

Students, you look at me and I look at you. I don’t know who started it.

"Grab, grab the food!"

Ten students jumped on the stage at the same time, but they did not run towards Chef Oyama.

Instead, he ran straight to the food cart and reached out to grab the food.

However, their movements were a little weird, like puppets being manipulated.

The way he walked was a bit mechanical, and there was an expression of fear on his face.

For a time, the scene was chaotic.

"That's really stupid. I told you that you have to catch one of my moves to be eligible for food."

Chef Dashan snorted and smoked the cigarette in his hand until only his butt was left.

Then he threw off the white chef's hat on his head.

"Little cubs, if you don't obey the rules, don't blame me for roughing you up."

His eyes froze, black marks appeared around his eye sockets, and a cold air emanated from his body.

"Is this the domineering power of seeing and hearing!?"

Qin Shi exclaimed in his heart.

Wisdom color Haki, one of the three types of Haki in One Piece, proof of being strong.

This kind of domineering energy can sharpen the five senses, detect the breath and emotional changes of surrounding creatures, and predict the opponent's moves.

"Devil Fengjiao, first-level minced meat!"

Flashes of light gathered on Chef Dashan's toes, kicking the students up to the stage to grab the food at a dizzying speed.

"Bang bang bang!"

With a rapid succession of kicks, in just two seconds, the bodies of all ten students flew backwards.

No one touched the food.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

The student who fell on the icy lake clutched his chest and couldn't get up for a while.

The force of the kick was much stronger than the force used to kick the fat boy Ding Zhuo before.

"This is the consequence of not following the rules!"

Chef Dashan roared angrily.

The other students who were still ready to stir up in the audience and planned to grab food suddenly became quiet.

Just kidding, he kicked ten people away in two seconds.

They were all kicked out of the ship and hit on the hard ice.

If not for the fact that everyone was a B-level or higher inheritor, their physical fitness would have been incomparable to ordinary people.

This kick would probably keep those ten people from getting out of bed for half a year.

But not everyone was intimidated by Chef Oyama's sharp kicks.

As soon as his roar stopped, a blue figure started to move.

"It's an S-class student, and someone is taking action!"

Off the stage, some students screamed.

Qin Shi was also very energetic.

In addition to only the legendary god-level inheritance, S-level is already the king of inheritance levels.

"He's taken action. Look, the one using silk thread is from a famous underworld family in Kyushu, named Ming Ge!"

"The inheritance is One Piece, S-level, Doflamingo, and this kid is very talented."

Pei Buluo transformed into a commentator, pointing and explaining the battle situation to his two roommates.

"He has developed the fruit ability in the pirate world and can use some of the moves of the thread fruit."

On the stage, a man with blond hair and sunglasses was showing a bloodthirsty smile.

His hands were covered with almost transparent silk threads.

The other end of the silk thread, at some point, was connected to Chef Dashan's feet.

"Hey, slow down, Parasitic Line!"

Parasitic Threads can use tiny puppet threads to control other people's limbs like puppets.

Ming Ge, a student in blue school uniform, laughed and tore harder with his hands.

His ability is definitely not able to control a strong man like Dashan.

But it can interfere with the enemy's movements through such puppet lines.

Sure enough, under the pull of the silk thread, Chef Dashan's kicks towards the nine people slowed down instantly.

"When did these threads come from..."

Even Chef Dashan had a hint of shock in his eyes.

Pei Bubu, who was happily explaining to his roommate, said with regret at this moment.

"Although Chef Dashan is just a cook in the academy, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers here. Who doesn't have some strength!?"

“If Chef Dashan wasn’t strong, how could he dare to call his restaurant a battle restaurant?”

"But, what a pity..."