Chapter 151: The Final Two Waves of Monsters

Baitang Jing and Yudi Dubu found themselves surrounded by seventeen monsters. Among the encircling beasts, their grotesque and sharp features revealed a ferocity and murderous intent akin to starving predators, barely concealing human-like facial traits beneath the monstrous visages. Yet, neither Baitang Jing nor Yudi Dubu showed a hint of anxiety or fear. Instead, they felt nothing but dissatisfaction.

They were displeased that others would share in this deadly struggle.

The Research Institute’s operations officer had indeed acted swiftly. Almost immediately upon determining the cause of the incident, orders were issued. The radiation generators, dispatched in five directions, were loaded onto vehicles and sped off more than five kilometers within less than ten minutes.

But for monsters born from Godzilla’s genes, such a distance was trivial—easily traversed in under half a minute.

The Institute’s enhancers arrived seconds too late to intercept, witnessing only the monsters splitting into five groups. Three factions had already engaged with enemies, while the remaining ten were assigned to Quan Zhixin, who had developed his power beyond beastification, accompanied by Wakatsuki Takeshi and Yudi Kemi—both nearing a new frontier in their abilities.

They did not expect the three to annihilate all ten monsters; merely delaying them to prevent greater casualties and destruction was sufficient.

In this division of labor, the real annihilation would be executed by the strongest among them—Baitang Jing and Yudi Dubu.

“Freeing your son and disciple, those who have become monsters in battle, isn’t that a fine scene, Director Yudi?” Baitang Jing suggested with a smile, tearing his cumbersome shirt into shreds.

The street was a wasteland, stained with fresh blood—a hellish tableau.

But for Baitang Jing, now in battle mode, none of it mattered.

“It’s not too late to go now,” the youth insisted, still hoping to keep his opponent away from the fray.

Yet, the burly Yudi Dubu tilted his head slightly, glancing at the young man with raised brows and a smile.

“Don’t be so petty, Brother Baitang.”

A monster, driven by beastly instinct, caught the glint of shifting eyes.

With claws that tore the air, it leapt, aiming directly at Yudi Dubu’s face, leaving a visible shockwave in its wake.

Without turning, Yudi Dubu countered with a sweeping block, deflecting the strike.

“I don’t want to be distracted by protecting the weak in a battle this thrilling. That’d be...”

He twisted his waist fluidly and unleashed a straight punch so powerful it seemed to suck the air out around it.

The blow shattered the monster’s face.

“Too damn boring!” Yudi Dubu roared, baring his gums in a wild grin.

His strike was the clarion call heralding the battle’s start.

Sixteen piercing sounds of slicing air surged toward the two.

A merciless slaughter, two against sixteen, had begun.

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Wakatsuki Takeshi skillfully deflected his opponent’s attack.

The sharp air shockwave generated by the monster’s body alone caused his skin to bleed upon mere contact.

The impact on his muscles emitted ominous crackling sounds.

A sense of exhaustion—a feeling Wakatsuki had never known in decades of life—had begun haunting him frequently over the past month.

Since the Titan beast’s power had infused humanity, possessing fifty-two times normal muscle density was no longer an impressive feat.

The overwhelming strength one could develop at higher mastery levels far outmatched mere “talent.”

Yet...

“This evenly matched, even overwhelming struggle... this is what real combat is!” the steady blond giant exclaimed, a strained yet defiant smile breaking across his face.

“Haah!”

【Explosive Core】!

His beastified hands gripped the monster’s savage arm, and his equally beastified legs coiled around its neck in a chokehold.

The spiked dorsal fins scraped Wakatsuki’s blue-black skin, leaving it raw and bloody.

Their muscular contest resembled two twisted steel beams entwined in a fierce tug-of-war.

This was a novel experience for Wakatsuki.

Using his technique to restrain overwhelming power beneath him—locking joints, anticipating muscle exertion, and disrupting the monster’s support—he reversed the usual roles.

Previously, he had been the one restrained.

Now, the monster’s single-arm strength nearly tore his core muscles apart.

“Is this how those previous opponents felt?” Wakatsuki wondered briefly before a surge of ferocity welled up from his heart.

He had defeated those foes before; now, facing the same challenge, defeat was unthinkable.

With a snap, the monster’s arm was twisted off by Wakatsuki’s chokehold.

Deprived of support, the creature suddenly slackened.

As Wakatsuki prepared to follow up and snap its neck—

“Don’t get carried away!” Quan Zhixin shouted in halting Japanese.

He dashed to Wakatsuki’s side.

The blond giant’s pupils contracted as he saw two monsters lunging toward them.

This was no one-on-one arena; there was no time to execute chokeholds.

Quan Zhixin moved with agile and fierce precision.

Matching the monsters’ physical prowess and employing martial footwork, he was the first to land on a monster’s back.

“Dong!”

The blue-black body created a large dent in the ground.

Before the dust settled, Quan Zhixin’s leg struck another monster’s waist.

The monstrous weight was flung violently onto distant rubble.

Using Bajiquan’s stomping technique, he stamped the head of the monster Wakatsuki was restraining.

Within a five-meter radius, the ground trembled slightly, and the monster’s brain matter splattered.

“We’re here to hold them off, not kill them!” Quan Zhixin, also trained in martial arts, expressed his dissatisfaction with the others’ inability to fully adhere to plans.

He unceremoniously kicked Wakatsuki away.

“White Hall and Director Yudi need to escape first; otherwise, the three of us simply can’t do it!”

The blond giant was sent flying backward, narrowly evading a sweeping tail strike from a monster descending from midair.

The sharp tail cut deeply into the ground, severing a water pipe.

A spray of water burst forth.

After kicking Wakatsuki aside, Quan Zhixin made no attempt to engage the airborne monster, immediately repositioning himself.

His mind was exhausted.

If Wakatsuki and Yudi Kemi, with their partial beastification and agility, could fight and evade the monsters, the three might just hold off ten creatures.

After all, these beasts, driven by raw instinct, lacked coordination and strategy.

Even with their speed advantage, catching quick-thinking humans was difficult.

Especially with someone like him, who had surpassed beastification, assisting.

But martial artists were unaccustomed to pure flight; they instinctively sought to counterattack.

Nearby, Yudi Kemi relied on the murderous intent of two monsters to have them hinder each other, dancing on the edge of a blade with his frail body.

Soon, Quan Zhixin noticed yet another monster attempting to join the fray against Kemi.

Exhausted, he had no time to sigh and prepared to charge forward.

His only solace was that the three had already delayed the monsters for five to six minutes.

With Baitang Jing and Yudi Dubu’s skill, they should have eliminated more than half by now.

However, just as he used the Bagua palm’s evasive footwork to weave through the monsters toward Kemi, a terrifying, bone-chilling sensation surged from every pore to his brain.

His hair nearly stood on end as Quan Zhixin instinctively curled his body midair.

At that moment, a massive, razor-sharp tail erupted from the ground, far larger than average.

It sliced toward his chest and abdomen with deadly intent.