The Fallen Do Not Like Those Who Stand in the Light
The nine people, who were initially wary of each other, instantly reached a tacit understanding upon seeing Su Zui.
This guy is different from them; he's not a Fallen One at all.
None of the nine people present liked Su Zui.
They are all degenerates, rats in the gutter.
Only Su Zui before them, aloof and independent, was like a beam of light shining into a sewer, stinging their eyes.
Without rats, there would be no light, so Su Zui must die.
Moreover, a battle involving ten people is highly unpredictable; each additional enemy increases the danger.
Su Zui seemed completely out of place among them. Killing this newcomer would reduce the variables in the game, and then the nine of them could fight each other individually, greatly increasing their survival rate.
This is a survival rule they've learned from countless battles, and it's also the safest way to fight.
The nine people moved slowly, silently forming an encirclement, trapping Su Zui in the center of the arena from all sides, blocking all his escape routes.
Su Zui looked up at them expressionlessly.
At the very front was a burly man with a scar on his face, a scar that ran from his forehead to his neck, making him look particularly unsettling.
He twisted his neck, his joints cracking loudly, and a bloodthirsty glint flashed in his eyes.
"You're unlucky to run into me on your first time in the ring. Stand still and don't move, or I'll give you a quick death so you don't suffer torture later."
A tall, thin man on the left licked his lips, lowered his body, and gripped a gleaming, thin-bladed dagger tightly in his fingertips.
The tip of the knife trembled slightly, locked firmly on Su Zui's throat.
"Leave this kid to me. You guys break his arms and legs, and I'll kill him right here in the ring. It's such a waste to just kill someone with such delicate skin."
The only woman on the field covered her mouth and giggled, "What a coincidence, kid, I want to play too."
The group stared at Su Zui with unbridled leniency, as if he were their prey.
It was as if Su Zui's life was already in their hands.
Below, the entire audience erupted in cheers, everyone standing up and roaring wildly, the sound waves causing the arena to tremble slightly.
"Kill him! Break his neck!"
"Hurry up and get started! Stop dawdling!"
"I want to see blood! I want to see dead people!"
Countless frenzied shouts converged, and everyone was certain that in the next second, Su Zui would be torn to pieces and die a gruesome death on the spot.
In this hell, weakness is the greatest sin, without exception.
In the most secluded, shadowy corner of the stands, Qian Renxue stood quietly, her entire being almost completely blending into the darkness.
She didn't join in anyone's jeers; her clear eyes were fixed on the boy in the center of the arena, her slender fingers clenched tightly.
Even though she knew Su Zui possessed the Invincible Sword Domain, she still couldn't help but feel nervous.
After all, this was Su Zui's first battle in the Slaughter City, and the first time he had faced such a cruel and chaotic life-and-death struggle.
On the arena, the killing intent had already taken shape.
Without another word, the scarred burly man slammed his foot on the black stone platform and charged out like a Ferocious Beast, throwing a punch straight at Su Zui's face.
The punch was powerful and fierce; if it landed, it would be enough to shatter a person's skull instantly.
At the same time, the tall, thin assassin flashed forward, his short blade gleaming coldly, aiming straight for Su Zui's arm.
The remaining people at the four corners also exerted their strength at the same time, and the attacks from all directions pressed down, blocking all of Su Zui's paths.
The shadow of death instantly loomed over the center of the arena.
Just when everyone thought Su Zui was doomed.
Buzz--!
A deep, resonant thud echoed throughout the entire arena.
A dazzling golden light exploded outwards from Su Zui, spreading rapidly and instantly covering the entire wide arena.
Invincible Sword Domain unfolded, its sharp and pure sword power filling every inch of space.
The rule of the Slaughter City suppressed all Soul Skills failed at this moment!
The bloody and Baleful Aura had accumulated in the arena over the years melted away instantly upon encountering the golden Invincible Sword Domain, like Ice and Snow meeting a raging fire.
The sudden pressure from the domain felt like mountains pressing down on the people in the arena.
The nine Fallen Ones who were charging forward froze in place, their movements perfectly synchronized.
They felt as if their limbs and bones were instantly bound by an invisible force, and their blood and qi flowed backward.
Their bodies were as heavy as mountains, and their originally swift offensive was abruptly halted in mid-air, unable to advance even an inch further.
The scarred man's pupils suddenly contracted, his sinister smile froze, and was replaced by terror and disbelief.
"Impossible... How could this be?!"
He had fought in the Slaughter City for years, and thought it was already incredible that the Blood Angel possessed a domain, but he never expected there to be another expert.
The once noisy and bustling stands fell into a deathly silence at that moment.
The crazed rabble in the stands froze in place, their excitement and mockery vanishing, leaving only expressions of astonishment and shock.
The jeers and shouts that had just been rising and falling were completely cut off in an instant, and the entire arena was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone was stunned.
That useless newcomer they said would have his neck snapped in three breaths actually possesses a domain?
On the deathly silent arena, Su Zui remained calm and composed, without the slightest ripple of emotion.
Under the horrified gazes of the nine people, light slowly shone from beneath his feet. Five distinct Soul Rings —yellow, purple, black, black, and black—surged and rose in an orderly fashion, lighting up layer by layer, their dazzling light piercing through the dim arena.
However, to the people on the arena, these magnificent Soul Rings appeared like datura flowers, alluring yet carrying a deadly killing intent.
Su Zui glanced indifferently at the nine people who were imprisoned around him, and spoke softly.
"Second Soul Skill, Divine Speed Slash."
The instant the words left his mouth, a terrifying speed erupted.
Two to the power of sixty-four times Divine Speed!
Swish!!
A sharp, piercing sound rang out, and only a faint golden afterimage remained where Su Zui had been standing.
A speed of 64 times greater than normal is far beyond the limits of human vision.
None of the spectators in the stands or the other contestants in the ring could see Su Zui's movements clearly; they could only see blurry golden streaks of light rapidly moving around the ring.
This is a true one-sided massacre.
The first to fall was the burly man with the scar at the front.
He was still reeling from the shock of the domain's suppression, his mind unable to process the sudden turn of events.
Just then, a slender, sharp golden sword light silently swept across his neck.
The sword light was smooth and sharp, moving at an extreme speed.
Before the burly man could even feel a hint of pain, a thin line of blood appeared on his neck.
The next moment, his massive body stiffened slightly, then he collapsed with a thud, crashing heavily onto the black stone arena, completely losing all life.
The first burly man to shout didn't even last a second, becoming Su Zui's first kill in the Slaughter City.
The degenerate dislike Su Zui, and Su Zui is no different.
He also disliked these degenerates. These guys had done all sorts of bad things outside, and now that they had met Su Zui, Su Zui could only take pity on them and send them to be reborn into a better life.