Chapter 113 Tang Sword Slays Water Monster! Huo Yuan's combat power is simply superhuman.
Lin Xingwan knew she couldn't dissuade him.
She flipped her wrist.
An elongated Tang Dao appeared out of thin air in her fair palm.
The blade was long and slender.
It was something she had specially forged by an old blacksmith using special steel from her space.
The edge glinted with a chilling blue light, as thin as a cicada's wing.
There were no superfluous decorations, just two characters.
"Blade Breaker."
"Take it."
Lin Xingwan handed the blade over.
"This blade is heavy, with plenty of heft. It's perfect for hacking through those hard scales."
Huo Yuan reached out and took it.
His five fingers gripped the handle wrapped in black cowhide, the calluses on his palms rubbing against the leather.
"Heavy."
He weighed it in his hand, a bloodthirsty smile flashing in his eyes.
"Good blade."
"Boss, the pressure chamber is almost full of water."
Lu Ting shouted from the corridor.
He was also wearing a moldy bulletproof vest, the steel fork in his hand shaking.
"Let's go."
Huo Yuan put on his black diving helmet.
The thick glass visor dropped down, completely covering his stern face.
Only muffled breathing could be heard from inside.
"Gurgle—hiss—"
Lin Xingwan stood outside the decompression chamber's glass.
She watched as the cold, murky yellow water poured in like a waterfall from the top sluice gate.
The current was strong.
The water was filled with all sorts of wood debris, swirling chaotically in the confined space.
In a few seconds.
The water rose past Huo Yuan's chest, eventually swallowing him whole.
"Depressurization complete, opening the outer gate."
Qian Duoduo was operating the console.
He rubbed his eyes with greasy hands, his eye corners filled with red bloodshot veins.
The infrared image on the big screen flickered.
The outer iron door of the decompression chamber slowly slid open to both sides.
Outside was murky floodwater over ten meters deep.
Huo Yuan kicked off with both feet, his entire body like a black torpedo, instantly charging into the water.
Visibility in the water was extremely poor.
The searchlight beam swept across, revealing only floating filth.
"Boss, that beast is on your left!"
Lu Ting's voice crackled in the underwater headset, filled with static.
"It turned its head! It smelled you!"
No sooner had he finished speaking.
In the distant yellow muddy water, a massive dark shadow suddenly shuddered.
The mutant catfish's many white eyeballs instantly locked onto Huo Yuan's direction.
The row of hacksaw-like teeth in its mouth glinted with a ghastly white light underwater.
"Whoosh—"
The big fish flicked its tail, creating a rapid vortex, and charged straight at him.
The current was turbulent.
That blood-filled maw opened wide, revealing a blackened throat, intending to swallow Huo Yuan in one bite.
In the Central Control Room.
"Damn! It's right in his face!"
Lu Ting stared at the screen, his palms slick with cold sweat, his nails digging into and tearing the pants on his thighs.
"Boss! Dodge!"
Lin Xingwan stared intently at the screen.
Her slender fingers clenched tight.
Her knuckles turned white from excessive force.
Huo Yuan didn't dodge.
He charged straight toward that blood-filled maw in the water.
His speed was extremely fast.
Just in the final second before the big fish's steel teeth were about to bite his head.
The thruster at Huo Yuan's feet suddenly lit up with a faint gleam.
"Swish!"
He tilted his body, moving horizontally through the water at an extremely tricky angle.
The big fish brushed past his helmet.
Its slimy, pustule-covered fish skin grazed his blast-proof suit, leaving behind a large patch of blackish-yellow slime.
"Death wish."
Huo Yuan snorted coldly in the headset.
He reached back and grabbed a mutated bone spur on the big fish's back, the muscles in his arms instantly bulging, stretching his clothes taut.
He exerted force from his waist.
He was like a black dragon rolling in the water.
Riding the resistance of the current, he flipped violently and landed directly on the back of the giant mutant fish!
"Roar—"
The giant mutant catfish struggled frantically in the water.
Its massive body rolled back and forth near the flood control net, trying to shake off the person on its back.
The entire water area was churned up like a pot of boiling muddy water, with silt filling the air.
Huo Yuan clamped his legs tightly around the fish's body.
His fingernails almost dug into the crevices of the fish skin.
"Behave yourself!"
He raised his right hand.
The elongated Tang Dao carved a cold, sharp blue arc underwater.
The cold blade pierced through the current, striking directly at the big fish's most vulnerable gill area!
"Pfft!"
The tip of the blade pierced in, and black, stagnant blood instantly sprayed out from the wound.
"Awoo—"
The big fish went mad with pain underwater, recklessly slamming its massive head against the flood control net.
"Clang! Clang!"
The entire base was shaking.
Huo Yuan gritted his teeth, a faint taste of salty soda in his mouth.
That was cold sweat inside the blast-proof mask.
He gripped the handle with both hands.
"Break for me!"
He poured all his strength into the blade.
The Tang Dao slashed violently downward along the gills!
The blade cut through those hard bone spurs and keratinized scales, emitting a sharp "shhh-shhh" sound.
In the pitch-black underwater, it even sparked!
The sparks flashed in the water, blindingly bright.
"Shhh—"
The blade traveled all the way down, slicing open the flesh on half of the big fish's body.
"Sister-in-law, Boss's vital signs are stable!"
Qian Duoduo lay on the console, blowing big bubbles with his bubblegum.
"That big fish's health bar is plummeting!"
On the screen.
In the murky floodwaters and silt, a massive cloud of black liquid spread out.
That was the giant mutant catfish's blood.
Thick, blackened, and emitting a rotting dead fish stench that could be smelled even through the glass.
The big fish's thrashing slowed down more and more.
Its dozens of white eyeballs gradually lost their luster.
Its big mouth opened, spitting out a final string of bubbles, and its massive body slowly flipped over.
Its ghastly white belly faced upward.
It was completely dead.
"Hoo... hoo..."
Huo Yuan let go.
He pulled out the Tang Dao and shook the black blood off it in the water.
This blade is really something.
It didn't even roll the edge.
He swam over, grabbed a chain on the big fish's tail, and locked it tight.
"Lu Ting, open the gate, time to collect our haul."
His voice was hoarse, sounding a bit weary over the headset.
"You got it! Boss is awesome!"
Lu Ting roared from the outside.
"Open the door! Drag this big black fish in!"
A few minutes later.
The water level in the decompression chamber gradually receded.
The heavy alloy door opened.
An indescribably intense, fishy stench instantly drifted in through the corridor.
It made several of the underlings nauseous.
"Cough, cough... This smell is even stronger than a dead rat."
Lu Ting covered his nose with the corner of his shirt, tears almost streaming down.
Huo Yuan took off his helmet.
His black hair was soaked with sweat, sticking to his forehead.
His face and body were covered in black filth and blood, looking quite frightening.
But his eyes were startlingly bright.
Like a ferocious beast that had just had a full meal.
He dragged the giant mutant catfish—weighing several tons and as big as a bus—with one hand, striding into the corridor.
His military boots stepped onto the wet floor.
Each step left a black, bloody footprint.
Chef Li was holding a large iron ladle, his apron covered in grease.
He ran over, looking at the giant beast on the ground, his mouth wide open.
"Oh my god... this thing, he really did it."
Huo Yuan threw the fish onto the ground.
The massive carcass slammed onto the steel plate, making a loud thud.
"Chef Li."
Huo Yuan wiped the blood off his face with the back of his hand, spitting out a mouthful of fishy-tasting saliva.
"This fish is yours."
He looked at Lin Xingwan, the corners of his mouth curling into a roguish and arrogant smile.
"Wanwan, the fish is caught. Shall we have fish soup tonight?"
Lin Xingwan looked at the man covered in filth and blood, yet full of high spirits.
She stepped forward.
Not caring about the filth on him, she reached out with her slender, fair hand and wiped a smudge of black blood from his cheek.
"The soup can wait."
Lin Xingwan's red lips curled slightly, a trace of slyness flashing in her eyes.
"Let Old Man Zhong test it first to see if there's anything in this fish meat that might whet the dogs' appetites."