Astral Apostle - Chapter 142

Chapter 142: New Life Objective (2)

“Cole said that you plan to enhance a third time. You’re very brave—not bad. Once you officially join, the workshop’s inventory will be completely open to you. You can choose any blood potion you want. You’ve also waited for a few days, so let’s not delay anymore. Let’s go to the Bestial Battle Arena today, I’ll bring you there.”

He directly threw the task of unloading the goods to his deputy and called Zhou Jing and Cole to follow him. Then, he ran straight to the Bestial Battle Arena, swift and decisive.

Zhou Jing followed closely behind. The group soon arrived at the Bestial Battle Arena on the capital’s outskirts. A huge circular building was located here and was heavily guarded.

Keriber went up to talk to the guards before bringing Zhou Jing and the others in.

When the person in charge of the Bestial Battle Arena heard the news, he personally came out to welcome them.

“Commander Keriber, why are you here today?”

“Find a mutant beast. I want to test our new recruit.” Keriber let out a muffled laugh and went straight to the point.

“No problem! I’ll get someone to pull one over from the beast cage immediately.” The person in charge of the Bestial Battle Arena readily agreed. But then, he looked at Zhou Jing, “What sort of mutant beast do you want to fight?”

Keriber and Cole also turned to look at Zhou Jing.

Zhou Jing pondered for a moment and probed, “A medium-risk mutant beast?”

…

If it was a one-on-one, he felt that it was better to be on the safer side.

“Okay.” Keriber had no objections.

The second enhancement corresponded to the danger of a medium-risk mutant beast. Although Jace was very strong and fine to challenge the high-risk assessment, and it would prove his value if he succeeded… it was more or less a risk.

In Keriber’s opinion, choosing to challenge the medium-risk was also a measure of one’s ability. He had long passed the age of gambling, taking risks, and challenging his limits. Instead, he advocated a sure and steady style. It was good for a hunter to only attack when he was confident.

Of course, it was safer to choose low-risk, but that did not match the extent of Zhou Jing’s enhancement.

Zhou Jing made some preparations before entering the Bestial Battle Arena. Meanwhile, Keriber and Cole went over to the tall spectator stands to be the audience.

After waiting for a while, Zhou Jing suddenly heard the roar of a beast approaching.

“Snort snort—Roar!”

The entrance sealed with iron bars opposite Zhou Jing was opened. A Mutant Beast roared and rushed into the Bestial Battle Arena. The chains around its neck dragged on the ground, making clunking sounds.

This was a wolf-headed beast with a human body. It was about 2.3 meters tall, bipedal, with a hunched body. Its long fur was gray and black, and its sharp claws were like blades. It could easily cut open a person’s stomach, and as it ran, it left deep claw marks on the wall.

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“A humanoid mutant beast, a Gray Werewolf, right…” Zhou Jing recognized the species of this monster.

Among the mutated beasts, there was a special group called the humanoid species, possessing a body structure similar to that of a human. Compared to other species, their strength and speed were not outstanding, but their size was not huge like the other beasts, making them difficult to deal with. Furthermore, they were generally more cunning.

The characteristic of the Gray Werewolf was its quick regeneration and extremely strong sense of smell. Although their physical strength was limited, because of their “petite” size, they were more agile and dangerous.

The most troublesome part was that the Gray Werewolves were social creatures and would only appear in groups. They were even more troublesome than ordinary high-risk mutant beasts. There were not many chances to fight them one-on-one like now.

“It should have been deliberately chosen by the Bestial Battle Arena. This kind of mutant beast with self-healing abilities is probably the Bestial Battle Arena’s favorite. It can be used repeatedly.”

Zhou Jing pondered in his heart, but that did not stop his movements. He pulled out the long saber on his back… This was a new weapon that he had spent money to buy. It was forged from refined iron and was tough and sharp. It was of high quality among ordinary weapons.

After the Gray Werewolf rushed into the Bestial Battle Arena, its first thought was to escape. It ran and jumped crazily but could not jump past the high wall.

Its scarlet eyes turned, and it finally noticed Zhou Jing, who was on the scene. It immediately lowered its body and made a posture as if it would pounce at Zhou Jing at any moment. It bared its teeth at Zhou Jing, and its throat rumbled as it threatened its opponent.

Zhou Jing moved his shoulders and suddenly rushed forward.

Seeing this, the Gray Werewolf roared angrily and pounced into the air, his sharp claws stabbing out like ten daggers.

Zhou Jing held his breath and instantly entered the [Thunder Strike] state, his explosive power increasing by a notch.

Whoosh!

With a twist of his foot, just as they were about to collide, he spun around to avoid the threatening claws.

The long saber tilted, dragging out a narrow beam of cold light.

Swoosh!

In the arena, two figures instantly crossed each other.

Silently, a slice of wolf hand flew out.

Blood spurted out from the perfectly smooth cut.

One of the Gray Werewolf’s arms was cut off in an instant. In front of Zhou Jing’s blade, with both speed and strength, it was like a hot knife cutting through butter.

“Wuu!”

The Gray Werewolf screamed like a puppy in pain. It turned around and tried to grab Zhou Jing’s back.

However, Zhou Jing’s speed was even faster. With a single step, he had already turned around to face it, slashing out with his saber.

The blade cut through the flesh and bones, directly cutting off half the palm and a portion of the forearm from the Gray Werewolf.

The Gray Werewolf was in intense pain, and its bestial nature completely erupted. Ignoring the heavy injuries on its arm, it suddenly opened its mouth, wanting to bite off the throat of the enemy who had injured it.

Under the influence of the strong neck muscles, the Gray Werewolf’s lunging bite was like a snake’s head flicking. It was fast and fierce. In a flash, its mouth full of sharp teeth was about to touch Zhou Jing’s skin.

However, before the bite could land, Zhou Jing had already read the trajectory of its actions.

His expression did not change, merely raising his hand to elbow squarely on the chin of the Gray Werewolf, causing its bloody mouth to snap shut.

Then, he raised his leg and kicked. A huge force exploded on the chest of the Gray Werewolf.

Peng!

The Gray Werewolf was kicked into the air.

Halfway through its flight, the chain around its neck suddenly tightened. The other end was actually grabbed by Zhou Jing!