Martial Arts Returnee's Game Broadcast-Chapter 315: The Tradition of the Guesthouse

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The battle, which had momentarily slowed, resumed after a brief break, and each team began formulating their response strategies.

"We don’t have much cooking time left to wait for that fight to end!"

"We can cook the dishes outside the kitchen with all the tools if we have to!"

"Let’s have the one with the most confidence in their skills stay inside the kitchen to maintain the fire and hold the fort!"

A desperate struggle to save even a bit of time!

Most teams had similar strategies, but there were significant differences in a few areas.

"Our team will only cook the dishes ordered by the White Path members, who ordered first!"

Eight teams chose to prioritize orders based on who ordered first!

The teams that had the White Path win were fortunate, but the ones where the Black Path won ended up in chaos.

"Why hasn’t the noodles been served?"

"That’s because we prioritized the first orders..."

"The White Path thugs assumed they would win and ignored our orders!"

"N-No, that’s not it..."

"Die!"

"Aaagh!"

They didn’t actually kill him, but his shield was removed.

The result was, of course, disqualification.

"We don’t know which side will win, so we’re just going with a random pick!"

"Team Leader! The White Path won!"

"Ah, this is bad."

Six teams chose the random strategy!

Those who failed at this strategy were quickly disqualified.

"Let’s make both sides’ dishes, but let’s raid the next door guesthouse’s kitchen while the chaos is going on to replenish our ingredients!"

"That’s a brilliant idea, Team Leader!"

Finally, four teams adopted the chaotic ingredient-stealing strategy!

"Hey? We brought the ingredients, but where are our ingredients?"

"Our stuff got stolen too."

After watching the next door burn, they returned to find their own kitchen emptied—this was the tragic end of the stealing strategy!

In the extreme chaos, the competition was rapidly reaching its climax.

"Wow! Look over there! It’s the legendary martial arts leader, Baek So-cheon!"

"That’s Baek Dae-hyeop, one of the Three Greats of the Awakener Association!"

"An S-Class Awakener showing up in this competition?!"

Baek So-cheon.

"Turn to the other side!! It’s Whisper!!"

"Isn’t that the Whisper who showed incredible skills at the 2nd Silent Swordsman Martial Arts Tournament?"

"A high-ranking member of the Black Path military? He’s too strong!"

Whisper.

"The fact that those two are appearing at the same time..."

"Are they going to fight?! Here? In this guesthouse?!"

"Please, just let us get back to the kitchen..."

Baek So-cheon’s White Path.

Whisper’s Black Path.

The two leaders of the finalist teams were about to face off!

"Ah! This competition is so tough! The final outcome of the teams depends on which leader wins the showdown!!"

"These dishes have nothing to do with the battle... Can I go home now?"

As the secondary MC, Wagu Wagu, trembling with fear, spoke into the microphone, the showdown between the two leaders finally began.

Except for Ha Eung Eung, Baek So-cheon was the top martial artist of the Haenam faction, and Whisper was the top martial artist of the Black Path military, excluding their respective bosses!

"Baek So-cheon. I’ve wanted to defeat the renowned Three Greats of the Awakener Association for a long time."

"Good, that works for me. I’ve never liked the way your villainous organization parades around like they’re something special."

Baek So-cheon, master of the Five Elements and Dragon Fist.

Whisper, a master with a powerful awakening ability.

The battle between these two powerhouses was on a completely different level from the previous brawl, where tables collapsed and chairs broke.

Grrrrrrrr

Baek So-cheon’s Five Elements and Dragon Fist.

His martial arts now blended a natural energy that encompassed both the Taiji and Wuji, a level of mastery not seen before.

The higher the level of martial arts, the simpler the movements become, converging into one fluid motion, as Baek So-cheon’s moves slowed but grew more powerful!

"8200"

"17500"

"32800"

"66525"

"99090"

As his power sharply increased, Whisper revealed a new evolutionary trait, one never before seen.

<Awakening Ability - Call Whisper>

<Evolutionary Trait - Call Rejection (B)>

Unlike the Redial (C) that reversed previous injuries, the Call Rejection (B) made attacks useless by letting them pass through harmlessly!

Even just the aftermath of this caused tables to collapse into dust and chairs to fly up and crash into the kitchen.

"Chairs, the chairs!!"

"Move aside!"

Do Gwang-gi, shoving Jo Cheol-bong aside, knocked away the flying chairs.

"Wow! Incredible, Awakener Uncle!"

"That guy is really strong!"

While it would have been easy to be proud at the praise from the high school girl and housewife, Do Gwang-gi said seriously,

"Give up on the main dish. This is beyond what we can withstand."

"But we’re almost done!"

"You’ll be disqualified. If you keep stubbornly pushing on, you’ll be out."

In Geumsu, who had been continuing the cooking while betting on Baek So-cheon’s victory, deeply regretted, but Do Gwang-gi’s words were right.

It was useless to cook well if one disqualified by the end—this competition didn’t allow for second chances.

"That’s right, reputation is like this!"

Even if you cook well every day, once your reputation drops and you get disqualified, your restaurant becomes a failing one, and customers stop coming.

Looking back at his past arrogance, In Geumsu was now deep in sincere regret!

"Chef, please come out quickly!"

"Chef, you’ve done well. We know how hard you’ve worked for us. So, please understand our concerns, okay?"

"Whether we pass or fail, we need to survive first!"

"Chef. I believe you’ll be in the safe zone. Let’s go. There’s no time left."

With the worried faces of his teammates and the shaking hands of Do Gwang-gi, who knocked away a chair with immense strength, In Geumsu, holding back tears, gave up on the cooking and evacuated during the remaining time.

"Alright~~! The main competition time~~ is~~ up~~!!"

Ding ding ding.

With the sound of the bell, the competition ended.

In Geumsu’s team, who arrived at the destroyed set, could only hold a few simple dishes they had taken with them and couldn’t hide their exhaustion.

"Look at that team over there. They’re far from the battlefield, so their dishes must still be intact."

It happened to be Team 383, led by Yoo Yo-hyun, one of the strong contenders for the win.

"Great job, everyone. Don’t be too discouraged."

"Not being disqualified due to a death sentence is already a victory. There are only three teams left."

As Do Gwang-gi said, there were very few surviving teams.

Out of 22 teams, only 3 survived.

17 teams had been disqualified with a death sentence!

Six teams were eliminated in the last battle alone, which was more than half of the teams remaining until then.

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"We received praise from the customers before being eliminated! Can that be taken into account?"

A question from a team that had been swept away by the final battle!

In response, Ha Eung Eung held up a whiteboard.

[Don’t underestimate the martial world. This isn’t a soft neighborhood where we give condolences to the dead.]

"It’s too much! We really did hear that our food was delicious!"

[Once the death sentence is given, all the reputation and results from before are null and void. The best in the world is only possible if you survive first.]

Some of the eliminated participants grumbled about this.

"No one said we couldn’t recruit customers!"

[We never said you couldn’t.]

"..."

Recruiting customers into the guesthouse was common sense, but the way Ha Eung Eung shook the whiteboard was particularly annoying.