38: Chapter 38 Daytime Transformation, Black-Maned Werewolf

In just a second or two, the two men had already fallen into a dangerous situation. Chu Xuan stepped forward with his sword and easily relieved them.

More blood seeped from Chu Xuan's chest and back, completely soaking the wrapped bandages. His injuries had worsened, and both his speed and strength had diminished; yet strangely, his combat effectiveness increased instead of decreasing.

He held the sword with both hands, and the momentum of his hacking was no less fierce than that of a heavy blade.

It was as if he had swung a sword a million times day and night without rest; now, he performed it with ease. The speed, angle, and power of every strike were impeccable. As he shifted and moved, his movements were broad and powerful yet agile and nimble, possessing an inexplicable sense of beauty.

Blood sprayed across the field, and severed limbs flew everywhere. Tang Zheng and Chen Yinghao quickly adjusted, moving in to decapitate and finish off the monsters that hadn't been killed in one strike.

"Quick! Go find a power bank!"

Xu Zhiyou stood on a stool, holding a high-intensity flashlight high to provide light for Chu Xuan, ensuring everything remained within the illuminated range. As the light flickered a few times and grew dim, he shouted anxiously at the surrounding crowd.

"No! There are no power banks!"

People rushed out of the surrounding dormitories one after another, all to no avail.

"Damn it, at such a critical moment!" Xu Zhiyou stared at the battery display, which had turned into a flashing red empty bar, indicating low power. He couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"Fuck! Is everyone just going to stand there and watch? Let's go together!" Lin Tong gritted his teeth, wanting to join in, but was sternly stopped by Xu Zhiyou.

"Stay back! What kind of mess are you trying to make? Have you ever killed a monster? Has your physical fitness even improved? With that pathetic butterfly knife of yours, do you think you can cut off a monster's head?" Xu Zhiyou questioned him repeatedly.

Lin Tong also grew angry: "Are we just supposed to do nothing? If we support them from the rear, we can help a bit depending on the situation. Now the flashlight is almost out of power, we're running out of time!"

"Who told you we're doing nothing!"

The light flickered a few more times and grew even dimmer. Xu Zhiyou gritted his teeth, pointed at a few people, and shouted: "You guys, throw all the Long-handled Fluorescent Lamps over there! The rest of you, hold the long-handled lamps and push forward from behind. Everyone, remember to keep your distance—don't get in their way."

Hearing the voices behind him, Chu Xuan, who was busy hacking and killing, felt slightly relieved. He abandoned the idea of retreating and decapitated another person. Looking around, he saw only nine monsters left. By now, they had all gone Berserk, baring their teeth as they lunged at him.

Meanwhile, the transparent crystal wall in front was mostly exposed to his field of vision. Chu Xuan clearly saw a woman with a ponytail sitting against the wall inside, her head turned to watch the scene.

This must be Qin Qing, right?

Because the woman's head was lowered, Chu Xuan couldn't see her face clearly, but he felt her eyes looked somewhat cold.

Behind this woman stood a group of survivors, about seven or eight people. They seemed to be students originally from the tenth floor, now trapped inside, their expressions filled with extreme anxiety.

With only a hurried glance, Chu Xuan didn't have much time to look closely. He tightened his grip with his somewhat numb hands and suddenly pierced a person's neck, severing it with a swing of his arm.

This eight-sided han sword, which was still quite handy, was now covered in nicks after Chu Xuan's continuous hacking, no longer as sharp as it was initially.

The moment the light suddenly died out, Long-handled Fluorescent Lamps flew over one after another like javelins in an arc, preventing the remaining monsters from having time to transform into their werewolf forms.

"Chu Xuan, we're here to help you!"

Scattered footsteps sounded behind him, voices trembling slightly. Long poles wrapped with homemade fluorescent lamps were either held against the walls or extended over his head, illuminating the surroundings once more.

The corners of Chu Xuan's mouth curled up. He felt his exhausted body gain a bit of strength out of thin air, and the iron sword in his hand swung even more sharply and fiercely.

[Current spirituality value: 100]

With the continuous kills, his spirituality value grew rapidly, reaching 100 once again.

Just as Chu Xuan thought he could smoothly slay the last four people, they suddenly acted as if possessed. They all began to tremble violently, clutching their heads and growling low, as if enduring immense pain.

"Holy crap! Are these things about to super-evolve?" Tang Zheng exclaimed in shock.

Chu Xuan immediately realized something was wrong. Having no interest in seeing what they would become, he swept his sword across, instantly decapitating the first person.

[Current spirituality value: 120]

Next was the second person. Chu Xuan raised his sword to step forward, but before he could strike, the second person's head exploded on its own, turning into a headless monster corpse.

What's the situation?

Chu Xuan's heart skipped a beat. He felt a bad premonition and, not daring to stop for a moment, swung his sword at the third person.

"Stop quickly..."

A cold voice entered his mind with a hint of urgency, but it was too late; Chu Xuan's sword had already fallen.

That person suddenly distorted and swelled, their body shooting up to a full two meters in height. Their snout protruded long, their entire body became covered in pitch-black bristles, and their crimson eyes were incredibly cold.

Puchi!

The heavy, powerful strike only managed to bite three inches into the flesh before being blocked by a sharp claw, unable to cut any deeper.

"Ugh!!"

Crimson blood flowed from the shoulder and neck as the Black-maned Werewolf let out a howl of pain.

Chu Xuan pulled back his sword and slashed again!

With a "Clang," sparks flew everywhere.

The iron sword was deflected. Chu Xuan felt a massive force, and his hands went numb and trembled.

How is this possible?!

The surrounding light was still there, so why did it transform into a werewolf form?

Moreover, its appearance was clearly different from the monsters with greenish-black rotting skin. Its palms were much broader, and its claws were like short blades, shimmering with a cold light and carrying a much greater sense of oppression.

Chu Xuan was greatly alarmed. At that moment, a voice sounded in his mind again: "It has been forcibly infused with spirituality and has become a C-rank Ghost. When it receives damage or a fatal threat, it will immediately transform into its Specter form!"

Chu Xuan's scalp went numb. Seeing the black wolf's mane bristle and its shoulders hunch as it prepared to strike again with its claws, he immediately knew things were bad.

The opponent's speed was too fast. Chu Xuan could only barely retreat and brace himself to parry.

Even though he angled his sword to deflect most of the force, as sparks flew from the blade, Chu Xuan couldn't help but stumble backward repeatedly.

The Black-maned Werewolf didn't stop for a moment and lunged again. Chu Xuan leaned back on the spot and immediately followed with a clumsy roll, narrowly avoiding it.

"Ah!!"

A scream came from behind. Chu Xuan snapped his head around to see the Black-maned Werewolf biting through someone's neck. With a casual swipe of its claw, another person's head shattered like a watermelon, blood spraying everywhere.

The crowd scattered in terror.

The Black-maned Werewolf gulped down flesh and blood, then paused as if remembering something. It snapped its head around, its murderous eyes staring straight at Chu Xuan for a second before lunging again.

Chu Xuan dodged repeatedly.

In less than five seconds, two more people were killed in passing. Every time the Black-maned Werewolf swallowed a couple of mouthfuls of flesh, it would immediately stop and lunge at Chu Xuan again.

It seemed that devouring flesh was merely instinct, while killing Chu Xuan was its primary objective.

Chu Xuan's eyes flickered. He had realized that this Black-maned Werewolf seemed only capable of lunging, clawing, and biting, relying solely on speed and brute force. Its eyes were filled with insane murderous intent without any other strategy, allowing him to dodge its killing moves at the very last second every time.

This reminded Chu Xuan of a matador in a bullring.

An excellent matador could easily toy with a mad bull in the palm of his hand!

Chu Xuan's gaze grew solemn. He now had 120 spirituality points. If he spent 100 points to increase his personal Rank now, he would only have 20 points left. Whether he added them to Strength or Agility, the boost to his combat power wouldn't be very significant.

In a life-or-death situation, the priority must be to maximize combat power in the shortest time possible.

In that case, he might as well raise his Mixed Martial Arts ability to the limit!

—System, exchange 8 skill points and upgrade Mixed Martial Arts for me!

[You have exchanged 8 skill points.]

[Remaining spirituality value: 40]

[You have used 8 skill points. Your Mixed Martial Arts level has increased to LV MAX (Perfect).]

[Remaining skill points: 0]