Reborn In A Cultivation World With All Cheat Abilities

Chapter 102: Peter vs Cedric

"Are you ready to give up, or you still have something to say?" Jonathan spoke for the first time—his words were harsh but deserved—as he walked towards Ximena, who knelt on the floor, blood dripping down her chin.

"You puny little—" she had already begun her sentence when another heavy punch slammed against her face—the mechanical arms were tougher than she had expected—a single tooth came flying out of her mouth. She spat a puddle of blood onto the ground and hissed.

She was a tough woman, Jonathan could at least acknowledge that, even after being clearly defeated, she refused to change her demeanor.

He was about to land another heavy punch again when the whistle blew.

00:00. The time was up, it was time for the next fight. The crowd roared frantically as Jonathan was announced as the winner of the fight. He waved to his children and wife, blowing them kisses as he walked back into the tunnels. His father remained stoic, not even as much as a nod of approval went his way, but he was used to it already.

Ximena on the other hand was carried by a medical team, she had sustained a particular number of internal, and external injuries.

The fight was over, Jonathan was the winner, it was time for the next battle.

Cedric Ravenshade versus Peter Wolfe.

This was an important matchup, especially for Jacob because he wished to see how the man who had picked up a golden desert eagle ,used them, or what his powers even were.

Just like before, the announcer came out and announced the battle between Cedric and Peter.

Peter walked out first, he was a rough looking, hairy man, he wore barely any clothing, just a jacket that exposed his bare chest and a pair of baggy shorts.

He had a full head of brown hair and a full chin if brown beards. He smiled condescendingly, as though ever member of the crowd was beneath him.

Cedric on the other hand, didn’t look like a knight, or a warrior, he held a cigar in his mouth and wore a big hat, and very light clothing. He strutted onto the arena grounds confidently once his name was mentioned, then he took off his hat and waved to the crowd. There was a loud scream of validation from the crowd members, women in particular.

Jacob thought he was a good-looking man, which was probably why he was received very well by the women in the crowd, he must be popular amongst them.

"FIGHT!" The announcer yelled for the second time on this day, signaling to begin the duel.

The timer began counting backwards in regular fashion, but neither man was focused on that, they were focused on each other.

Peter growled in a low voice, watching Cedric with keen eyes.

"What do you get when you cross a wolf with a human?—" Cedric asked Peter, taking out a handkerchief and wiping his gun down, practicing his aim. "—a dog. And what do we do to dogs. We kill them."

Cedric’s eyes had a distinct glint in them when he suddenly fired the gun at Peter, causing the people in the crowd to gasp in shock.

Peter wasn’t a pushover, the second he heard the gunshot, everything seemed to slow down, his reflexes kicked in immediately as he forced his body to the side, watching as the bucket split through the air where he previously stood.

While he still balanced on the ground, he watched as the bullet pivoted in the air and tore towards him again at top speed.

This was Cedric’s power <Hunter’s Lock> the main reason why he used guns, his affinity was divine vision.

Cedric was capable of locking onto any individual in existence and shooting them from anywhere in the world, as long as he had seen their face. The bullets worked like heat seekers, or so Jacob thought as he watched, slightly fascinated by this power.

It was already etched in his memory, copied and refined, before Cedric’s bullet managed to find its target.

Peter dodged and dodged, but the bullet screamed after him, no matter where he turned, finally he let out a roar, his Qi exploded in a similar manner to the way Ximena’s Qi had done, but his boy was altered completely.

He grew even more hair on his forearms and increased in size. Sharp claws now extended out of his fingers and claws, and his face had changed into that of a wolf. His eyes glowed a deep yellow.

Peter was a special type of race called <Fenrir’s descendant>, he was a cross breed between a werewolf and a human, something that was considered an abomination in this world. But over the years, he had fought his way into acceptance, especially now that werewolves were extinct, another casualty of the great Dragon war.

This time around, Peter allowed the bullet to crash into his tough skin, it barely caused a dent as he growled, charging towards Cedric like the animal he was.

Cedric thought the wolf-man looked scary as he made his way towards him, he decided to double up. The desert eagle suddenly started to glow in his hand, another power that Cedric possessed called <Hunter’s Evolve>, the gun glowed a deep yellow for a second and all of a sudden, Cedric was now holding a golden M4 Carbine, capable of firing eight rounds in quick succession.

"Sweet! Well if a silly pistol won’t take the dog down, let’s add more fire power." Cedric laughed like a crazy individual as he fired eight bullets at Peter in less than five seconds. Before those bullets connected, another eight were fired in rapid succession.

Peter watched as the bullets flew towards him, he decided to dodge again, but this time it would be harder, he swung his body to the side, jumping back three paces.

It was enough that the guns followed him around like missiles, now there was sixteen of them.

Cedric just threw his cigar to the floor and watched as the wolf-man struggled to dodge all the bullets, squirming around like a little puppy, or so he thought. He smiled mischievously.

Peter had figured out a plan mid evasion, he jumped up high into the air, so that the bullets would follow him upwards.

Then he spun his flexible body around easily and dropped to the ground, the bullets acted predictably enough and immediately pointed towards the ground.

Then he started to dodge them one by one, each one sinking deep into the earth and losing momentum as he weaved through the air.

Even had gone into the ground when one crazed his ear by accident, another grazed his arm, causing him to whimper slightly.

He had finally managed to dodge all bullets, then he glanced over at Cedric again, who looked smug as he balanced his M4 over his shoulder.

A new found wave of bloodlust had consumed Peter, now that he had gaping wounds.

He tore through the air, faster than Cedric could calculate, causing the man to panic slightly.

"Tch! This fucking dog." The M4 in his hand started to glow, turning into a heavy shotgun.

Peter appeared in his face not long after the gun had transformed, waving a large arm with sharp claws and baring his fangs. Peter went for the kill.

Cedric pointed his shotgun up at Peter’s jaw.

He had him exactly where he wanted him, or so he thought.