Chapter 51: I Am a Devil
In the first arena match, Contractor Pi Pang stepped onto the stage.
Pi Pang walked into the sandy arena, holding a piece of dried meat in his hand. The match was about to begin, but he hadn’t stopped eating.
On the contestant viewing platform, Su Xiao scanned his surroundings. Bubu Wang had already run off somewhere to fool around, so Su Xiao focused his gaze on the arena.
Su Xiao had been curious about Pi Pang’s fighting style before, because he suspected Pi Pang had mastered Armament Haki. If that guess was correct, Pi Pang’s combat power would be very strong.
Hum~
A circular transparent energy barrier rose, separating the audience from the yellow sand arena. This was to prevent the aftermath of the battle from injuring the spectators.
“There are no rules in this match. The only thing contestants need to do is find a way to defeat their opponent. Then… the arena begins!”
Huck dragged out his words, announcing the start of the match with a voice full of seduction. This was a racial talent of the Devil Clan—they excelled at tempting others. In the current era, the Devil Clan no longer bothered trading with backward planets to obtain souls; hosting large-scale colosseums like this earned more profit. At the end of the day, the Devil Clan had the essence of merchants, just that they were all crooked businessmen.
As soon as the match began, Pi Pang and the Mechanical Clan member Ole charged at each other.
“So direct? This really gets the blood pumping!”
Huck’s sudden shout distracted some spectators who had been focused on the match. Noticing this, the organizer signaled to cut off Huck’s microphone. Huck was excellent in every way except this one flaw—he liked to “steal the spotlight.”
Leaving Huck to entertain himself on the commentary stage with his microphone cut off, the two fighters in the yellow sand arena had already clashed.
Bang, bang…
Both of them fought in close-quarters combat, trading blows blow for blow.
Ole of the Mechanical Clan threw a punch, leaving afterimages in the air.
“Block.”
Pi Pang didn’t dodge the punch—or rather, in his current state, he couldn’t dodge it.
The metallic fist, dark with a metallic sheen, slammed into Pi Pang’s chest. The hard metal fist barely touched Pi Pang’s body before sinking into the layer of fat on his surface.
Pi Pang pushed his hands back, and his entire body of fat rippled like water waves. Over 90% of the punch’s force was channeled through his fat. The force traveled along the fat on both sides of his waist, entered the fat on his back, and finally left his body.
Boom~
Pi Pang’s entire body bounced like a water balloon. After taking that punch, he was completely unharmed, but behind him, yellow sand sprayed into the air.
“Huh?”
Ole was puzzled. He had put all his strength into that punch. Even a titanium-manganese steel ball should have been shattered.
Ole swung his fists wildly, leaving fist shadows in the air. Pi Pang stood still, neither moving nor counterattacking, as steady as a mountain.
On the contestant viewing platform, a dozen or so cute girls from the “Lalata Star” who had just finished their performance were watching the match. They held various snacks, watching intently, looking nothing like performers who had just been on stage.
“I like soft fat guys. I want to poke one.”
One cute girl said, chewing on some snack that resembled potato chips.
“Me too. If he wins later, let’s go tease him.”
“We won’t get hit, will we?”
“No. First, act cute and see his reaction, then ‘make a move.’”
“Good idea.”
These dozen cute girls were sitting about ten meters away from Su Xiao, and among them, something “strange” seemed to have snuck in. On closer inspection, it was Bubu Wang!
Su Xiao glanced sideways at Bubu Wang, meaning: “Aren’t you supposed to be out scamming people? How did you end up hitting on girls instead?”
Bubu Wang returned a helpless look. One of the “Lalata Star” cute girls was hugging Bubu Wang, seemingly unbothered by giving him some generous benefits. Bubu Wang’s dog face was full of embarrassment.
Su Xiao gave Bubu Wang the middle finger. Bubu Wang rubbed his head against the cute girl’s chest, his little eyes seeming to say: “High charm is great—I can get away with eating tofu openly.”
The cute girl whose chest was rubbed giggled, not minding at all. It had to be said, Bubu Wang’s “lethality” against women, with his +75 charm attribute, truly allowed him to do whatever he wanted.
As for Su Xiao, he could only eat an apple on the side. Those cute girls didn’t dare get close to Su Xiao. Forget his “impressive” 8-point charm attribute, just his blood aura alone was enough to scare off 99% of cute girls. The remaining 1% were there to assassinate him.
After a while, Bubu Wang extricated himself from the cute girls and started doing serious business.
On the arena, the first match had reached a fever pitch. To be precise, the Mechanical Clan member was at a fever pitch of self-entertainment. Pi Pang hadn’t moved at all, just letting him attack.
“You’ve hit me long enough. My turn.”
Pi Pang’s arm suddenly lifted, grabbing Ole’s fist.
“You…”
Ole, who wanted to make a name for himself, felt the force on his fist and his expression changed slightly.
“Impact.”
Pi Pang’s fat surged, and a force erupted from within his fat. This wasn’t his own strength, but the power stored in his fat from the attacks he had absorbed.
The force traveled through Pi Pang’s arm, into Ole’s fist, and finally into his body.
“Hmph.”
Ole grunted, and the metal on his body became uneven.
Boom!
Large pieces of metal flew off. Ole looked like he had shed a layer of skin. The metal on his body surface shattered, and transparent liquid gushed out—this was the blood of the Mechanical Clan.
Severely injured, Ole’s head tilted back, and his mouth opened wide.
Whoosh!
A blue flame shot out of Ole’s mouth. Pi Pang immediately let go of Ole’s arm and vanished from his spot.
Pi Pang’s figure disappeared, reappearing behind Ole. His body hunched, and his previously round form suddenly shrank a little. This was probably some skill that burned Pi Pang’s fat.
When burning fat, Pi Pang was extremely fast. After burning fat, he became a nimble fat guy.
Pi Pang’s fist swung down, accompanied by a whooshing sound. His sleeves were puffed up by the wind pressure, rustling.
Ole reacted quickly, crossing his arms in front of him. But before Pi Pang’s fist landed, his fist turned dark and shiny—this was the appearance of Armament Haki hardening.
Boom!
It was like two trains colliding. The shockwave raged, and the surrounding yellow sand spread out in rings. Sand and dust flew, creating an explosive visual effect. This showed why the organizers had chosen yellow sand as the arena surface.
Ole blocked Pi Pang’s punch, though his arms were already twisted.
The attack from Pi Pang’s punch wasn’t over. A surge of force invaded Ole’s body. Compared to the frontal attack, this surge was more lethal.
Fortunately, Ole was of the Mechanical Clan. If he were human, the fat, water, and blood inside his body would have been affected by the surge, risking being forced out of his body.
It was easy to imagine what would happen to a human body if large amounts of water, fat, and blood were lost instantly. Pi Pang’s fat impact was very strong. Every punch he landed, even if blocked, carried the risk of dehydration, fat stripping, and massive blood loss.
The specially treated yellow sand quickly settled. Pi Pang, now a size smaller, was already walking toward the contestant viewing platform without looking back. Ole stood frozen in place. Behind him on the yellow sand was a large spray of transparent liquid—his blood.
With a thud, Ole fell to the ground dead. Pi Pang’s punch had expelled 90% of the blood from his body. Even for a Mechanical Clan member, that meant instant death.
“Hey, hey, hey, finally I can talk. Damn organizers, cutting off the speaker system. Despicable!”
Huck’s voice rang out. The first match had ended, and before the audience could cheer, it was replaced by waves of laughter.
“Don’t laugh! I am a devil!”
“Hahahaha.”
Heartless laughter erupted from the audience.