Yet watching others' despair when they encountered powerful opponents in the arena was enough to send those scum into a frenzy of excitement.
Faced with their cheers, Dai Weisi felt no excitement at all—only noise and disgust.
As for the remaining eight, they had long since fallen into despair.
Even "Viper" was a formidable enemy that all eight of them had to handle carefully if they wanted any confidence of defeating him. Just how strong was this newcomer, who could casually kill "Viper" with a single sword strike?
However, the vicious criminals of the City of Slaughter often never lacked the courage to fight for their lives, even when driven into a corner.
Because everyone knew that under the rules of the Hell Slaughter Arena, begging for mercy was useless. Fighting desperately might still offer a sliver of hope.
Thus, the eight people who had originally been wary of one another suddenly lowered their guards and began working together.
They knew that when facing an opponent like this, continuing to hold back and guard against each other would be courting death.
"Attack together!"
"Kill him, and we'll have a chance to live!"
The eight split into two groups and closed in on Dai Weisi from both sides.
"Oh!"
"Go, go, go!"
"Kill him already!"
The scum in the stands erupted once more.
These criminals not only enjoyed watching the strong brutally torment the weak; they also enjoyed watching the weak join forces to kill the strong, because most of them were weaklings in the City of Slaughter.
Barely clinging to life in the inner city, they had only two favorite forms of entertainment: slaughtering the weak, and watching those stronger than themselves be slaughtered.
This was humanity's inherent depravity. It was simply magnified without limit in the lawless City of