Chapter 32 – Bloody Battle

Volume 1: Apocalypse Beginning

The Ancient Demon naturally had no idea that an unknown entity had leaked all of its power. Sensing the mysterious force within itself fading, the Ancient Demon's combat instincts prompted it to slightly adjust its physical state, then it charged at Wen Yu once again.

Wen Yu was no longer planning to run. After all, only one of the two creatures on the Arena could survive. How long could he keep running?

Although the Ancient Demon's body was far more suited for combat than a human's, the outcome of a battle was never determined by size or physique alone.

Wen Yu neither dodged nor retreated. Instead, he counter-charged at the Ancient Demon with even greater speed.

Like two high-speed trains colliding, the two combatants crashed into each other with tremendous force.

A cracking sound rang out.

It came from Wen Yu-not from his bones, but from the F-Rank Protective Jade he wore before the fight began.

Both sides already possessed Level 2 strength. Under such power, the Protective Jade could absorb ten hits. This was Wen Yu's greatest reliance in this melee, the reason he had no fear.

Now, the Protective Jade could still be used nine more times.

The Ancient Demon didn't have it easy either. The recoil from the collision was fully absorbed by the Ancient Demon, whose two-meter-tall body was sent flying. Wen Yu seized the opportunity and slashed fiercely at the Ancient Demon's thigh, then wildly pursued the separated Ancient Demon.

Just as the Ancient Demon landed, Wen Yu caught up, and the War Blade in his hand came crashing down in a frenzy, each strike landing on one of the Ancient Demon's right arms.

A single strike from the Steel Blade might not do much damage to the Ancient Demon, but what about ten times? Twenty times? As the Ancient Demon howled in pain, thick black blood spurted continuously from its arm.

Another cracking sound echoed. No matter how careful Wen Yu was, he was still struck hard by the Ancient Demon's tail.

The Ancient Demon's tail bounced away, and Wen Yu quickly retreated, for he had achieved his goal-severing one of the Ancient Demon's arms.

The massive arm separated from the Ancient Demon's body. Even though its consciousness had been erased, the physical pain still made the Ancient Demon scream in agony.

Seeing the Ancient Demon's wails, Wen Yu took the initiative, kicking down the half-risen Ancient Demon and swinging his Steel Blade forcefully at its neck.

Before the Steel Blade could hit its target, the Ancient Demon, roused by pain, grabbed Wen Yu's War Blade tightly with its remaining right hand, while its two left hands and tail struck Wen Yu's body in a frenzy.

A series of cracking sounds followed. Wen Yu saw his Steel Blade being bent out of shape by the Ancient Demon's grip, so he quickly let go and abandoned the Steel Blade, lunging toward the first-round reward he had previously discarded not far away.

In that brief exchange, Wen Yu was struck four times. Without the Protective Jade, those four attacks would have been enough to seriously injure him.

This was the difference between species. Even if their physical qualities were on par, humans did not possess the claws and scales of the Ancient Demon Clan.

Wen Yu retrieved the Steel Blade, while the Ancient Demon stood up again. In its once cold and merciless eyes, a clear look of brutality now appeared.

The Ancient Demon could also sense that the human before it had the power to threaten its life. The situation once again reached a stalemate.

Below the Arena, Guan Tao and the other three were still watching Wen Yu's battle in awe.

For Wen Yu, every clash and every life-and-death struggle was, in the eyes of Guan Tao and the others, like an illusion-they couldn't see any details at all.

"He should be about to win, right?" Wan Ping muttered, seeing that the Ancient Demon had already lost an arm.

"I can't understand it at all. It's too fast, just way too fast. This guy is like he's cheating. I can't even imagine what kind of person could become this strong in such a short time," Guan Tao said, looking at the figure on the Arena with a face full of admiration. To admire the strong is human nature.

"Ping, when that guy comes down, let's ask him if we can join him," Guan Tao seemed to have made up his mind.

"That's worth a try. What if he agrees? By the way, Tao-Ge, your brain is finally working for once." Wan Ping was very supportive of Guan Tao's suggestion. Everyone knew that in dangerous situations, if your own strength wasn't enough, the best approach was to find someone strong to rely on.

This is the most important way for the weak to survive in the Apocalypse. It's also the best way for the weak to quickly become strong.

While the four people below the stage were still thinking about finding a Boss, the battle on the stage began once again.

"There are four more Protective Jade uses left. I must widen the advantage again." The two sides clashed once more.

During the fight, Wen Yu noticed that the Ancient Demon's movements had already started to show slight deformities. Losing an arm meant that any creature would need to readjust its balance-there are no exceptions.

Wen Yu did his best to dodge the Ancient Demon's attacks while his Steel Blade continuously slashed at the Ancient Demon.

Wen Yu was several sizes smaller than the Ancient Demon. Since both sides had roughly equal physical attributes, this meant Wen Yu was much more agile than the Ancient Demon. As for strength, after several exchanges, Wen Yu could already sense there was a certain gap between their power.

As the wounds on the Ancient Demon increased and Wen Yu's Protective Jade had fewer and fewer uses left, when Wen Yu had only one use remaining, he chopped off the Ancient Demon's only remaining right arm. The Ancient Demon lost another limb, and the intense pain from the wound drove it completely mad.

Its tail struck Wen Yu hard, and Wen Yu immediately felt his Protective Jade shatter. Gritting his teeth, Wen Yu didn't waste the last opportunity provided by the Protective Jade. He grabbed the Ancient Demon's tail tightly and, using the force as the Ancient Demon tried to pull its tail back, darted directly behind it. With three swift slashes, he severed the Ancient Demon's slender tail.

This time, the Ancient Demon didn't turn to attack. Instead, it completely lost its balance and crashed forward.

Wen Yu immediately straddled the Ancient Demon, his Steel Blade aimed at its neck. One hand gripped the hilt tightly, while the other pressed down hard on the back of the blade. The sharp edge pressed directly into the Ancient Demon's neck.

The Ancient Demon sensed the imminent danger. One hand grabbed the sharp blade tightly, while the other pounded furiously against Wen Yu's ribs. The moment the immense force hit, Wen Yu coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The human body was just too fragile.

But for Wen Yu, this was the best moment to determine victory. He ignored the damage the Ancient Demon was causing him. Seeing that the Ancient Demon's hand clutching the Steel Blade had already been cut off, and the sharp edge had entered the Ancient Demon's neck, he felt the resistance on the blade gradually weaken as the scales shattered.

Finally, just as the Ancient Demon tore Wen Yu's intestines apart with one claw, Wen Yu's Steel Blade was fully pressed into the Ancient Demon's neck. He could feel the strength beneath him growing weaker, until it finally disappeared.

Wen Yu forced himself to endure his wounds, stuffed his spilled intestines back in, took out a Primary Healing Potion and gulped it down, then used the broken Protective Suit to bandage his injuries. Only then did he slump down beside the Ancient Demon's corpse, gasping for breath.

"That was close," Wen Yu sighed. "Hey, the fight's over, aren't you going to come out and have a chat with me?"