Deep in the Living
Chapter 134 - 128: Barehanded

Chapter 134: Chapter 128: Barehanded

"What is that, am I seeing things?"

A spectator in the front row was looking straight at the Pig Slaughter Knife in Luo Di’s hand, and the reflection on the blade surface was reflecting his own image.

But in the reflection on the blade, he was wearing a pig head mask.

The image frightened the spectator so much that his whole body trembled, and he even made a pig-like sound from his throat.

It seemed he wasn’t the only one who saw it; several other spectators around also noticed it and quickly touched their faces to confirm that they were not wearing pig head masks before calming down.

However, they could always hear faint pig noises amidst the noisy environment, and some astute people realized that the weapon in this human’s hand was extraordinary.

They wanted to change their bets, to back this newcomer, but unfortunately, the bets were already closed and the results could not be changed.

...

In the completely enclosed octagonal cage.

Compared to his opponent who was turning into a werewolf, he was more concerned about another matter.

Due to the rules of the Fighting Hall and Luo Di needing to conceal his identity, not a single hint of hellish features could be shown, not even a slight bulge in his spine, as it might get discovered.

He could only fight with a most ordinary human body.

Lacking assistance from Hell, Luo Di still hadn’t completely suppressed the special, unstable Pig Slaughter Knife in his hands.

Even as he stepped onto the ring, the instability of the knife seemed to be amplified several times, as if the Pig Slaughter Knife itself had strong emotional resonance with this place.

"It seems that getting accustomed to solving problems as a Connector isn’t a good thing; now I can’t even control a Cornered Tool."

Although Luo Di was barely suppressing the Pig Slaughter Knife and outwardly seemed fine, he was actually under a kind of adverse influence.

In his vision, all the spectators were wearing incredibly realistic pig head masks; it even felt as though they had hollowed-out pig heads sewn onto their heads.

Moreover,

The cheers coming from the audience all turned into annoying pig noises, constantly urging Luo Di to chop them down, to slaughter them.

Had it been an ordinary person, they would have likely lost their consciousness and turned into a mindless killing machine.

Luo Di, however, was still okay, although the pig noises were indeed disturbing, the essence inside the Pig Slaughter Knife was, in a way, of the "same kind" as him.

Ignoring the werewolf transforming opponent before him, Luo Di tried to communicate with the Pig Slaughter Knife, in the same way, he had previously interacted with the Zombie Blade.

"Stop oinking, Since you also like slaughter, let’s first deal with this creature in front of us, then we can have a slow talk about whatever you want."

Humph!

However, the response Luo Di received was still only more intense and frantic pig oinks, as if the previous conversation had provoked it.

The pig oinks intensified, buzzing Luo Di’s brain and severely disrupting his thoughts.

At this moment,

The fully transformed werewolf William had already pounced.

Luo Di’s combat experience allowed him to react quickly, chopping down along the path of the pounce, but...

The previously sharp Pig Slaughter Knife was now completely blunt. It even felt like the blade was wrapped in a layer of pigskin, completely unable to cut through the werewolf.

Ding!

The Pig Slaughter Knife was knocked high into the air and crashed into the edge of the octagonal cage.

A spatter of fresh blood fell onto the center of the ring, someone was injured.

Werewolf claws retained fragments of clothing and some flesh,

Luo Di rolled to the side in a rather disheveled manner, leaving three bloody claw marks on his shoulder.

This was already the best scenario, upon realizing that the Pig Slaughter Knife could not inflicted damage, Luo Di swiftly rolled to evade, otherwise his head would have been pierced.

With the loss of the Pig Slaughter Knife,

The influence from the pig head also disappeared completely, leaving the world quiet except for a handful of grease.

"Quite interesting..."

Looking at the Pig Slaughter Knife that fell to the edge, Luo Di was not angry but relieved.

Unexpectedly, an action intended for slaughter could encounter such an interesting object.

This Pig Slaughter Knife might be more suitable for him compared to the Zombie Blade, and could achieve a more perfect disguise, closer to the image of a Murderer.

...

The audience, witnessing this mysterious Mr.D getting injured as soon as he entered the ring, even losing the crucial Cornered Tool essential for killing a Pseudo-Person, had their expectations for the fight dashed and booed while giving thumbs down.

[VIP Room]

Zombie Shea had already removed her helmet,

From her previous relaxing position laying on the chair, she now leaned closely against the partition window to closely observe.

"Hmm? That knife is strange... it doesn’t seem like an initial pituitary-produced weapon, rather it seems to be taken from a mature Pseudo-Person, even a special Pseudo-Person.

Did the rules of the Fighting Hall change? I remember previously they didn’t allow such dangerous and unstable tools, now they dare to directly give them to humans for the sake of drawing attention?"

As a zombie, Shea’s sense of smell was extremely acute, even in a densely packed environment and despite the distance, she could still smell a scent, a fragrant yet pungent smell of pig fat from the surface of the Pig Slaughter Knife.

The deputy echoed nearby, "This shows that my dear is very special, the Fighting Hall recognizes him, thus willing to present such treasures.

It’s just a pity that this thing is indeed hard to control, hopefully, it can be tamed slowly after the competition."

Shea responded, "Without weapons, can one kill such a nearly-complete concretization of fear, that beast?"

"Big sister, you still don’t trust my judgment, do you? I used to serve different elderly people every day, conversing with various families, my judgment won’t be off, rest assured!

If we lose money, I’ll compensate you."

"Um~If you can really win barehanded, I’ll report the issue of ’Preparatory Partner’ to the Sisterhood for you."

"Thank you, big sister."

...

The combat continues inside the Octagonal Cage.

The Werewolf lunges again at the injured Luo Di,

but gets thrown over the shoulder, heavily slamming into the iron wire mesh.

Luo Di’s pitch-black coat is torn off during the scuffle, revealing the human flesh and special outfit hidden beneath.

An intentionally aged, old-fashioned leather jacket, black.

Old vintage work pants, dark gray.

Black socks, Oxford shoes.

Paired with the Murderer mask Luo Di is wearing,

this image takes some horror movie-loving spectators back decades, to the era when slasher films were popular.

The only pity is that Mr.D doesn’t have a weapon; otherwise, it would be even more convincing.

The Werewolf, slammed against the boundary fence, quickly adjusts his stance; such ordinary impacts are negligible to him.

Just as he prepares to pounce again, he discovers that his "prey" has unexpectedly walked towards him barehanded.

However, the Werewolf lacks self-awareness, it’s merely hunting instinctively.

He pounces with the same move again,

This is already the third time,

Luo Di has memorized the opponent’s movements, he can react without looking.

Click!

A sharp tongue click instantly overtakes the noise from the audience; some nearby spectators even seem to see the tongue in the mask’s mouth slit.

Sidestep dodge!

While evading the pounce, Luo Di traps the Werewolf’s right arm under his armpit.

Using his right foot as a pivot, he turns and overpowers the oncoming Werewolf to the ground, pinning the arm.

During the overpowering moment,

Luo Di locks his target for this action,

grasping the fore-end of the werewolf’s claw, the longest and thickest above the middle finger, over 20 centimeters long.

Before the Werewolf can get up,

Luo Di’s muscles tighten, bursting out all the strength of his human form, and even roaring out a hoarse cry through the mask’s mouth slit:

"Arrgh!!!"

He forcefully twists his arms upward!

Swoosh!

The twenty-centimeter-thick wolf claw is pulled out root and all, blood splatters everywhere, causing the Werewolf to shake and howl in pain.

As the claw is pulled out, the Werewolf’s arm breaks free, regaining its liberty.

The severe pain brings anger,

which brings a temporary surge in strength and speed!

Subdue!

With speed surpassing human limits, the Werewolf pins Luo Di to the ground, a perilously dominant position.

Both the left and right wolf claws completely penetrate Luo Di’s sides, it feels like the kidneys are gone.

The mouth of the wolf, filled with saliva and sharp teeth, targets the head.

He is about to dine tonight in the Octagonal Cage.

Leaning forward, he bites down!

Just as the wolf’s teeth are about to land on Luo Di’s face,

something strikes from the side,

Swoosh!

The wolf’s mouth stops in front of Luo Di, its drool mixed with brain matter and blood.

The just-removed thick and long wolf claw has already been plunged into the wolf’s head, reaching deep into the pituitary gland in the brain.

Boom!

The over 300-pound Werewolf collapses heavily,

A special form of Nutrition, invisible and untasteable, flows into Luo Di’s Spine, satisfyingly quivering the entire spine.

Meanwhile,

intense cheers erupt inside the Fighting Hall.