The Center of Attention

"Now, No. 7621, No. 8732, No. 1245, No. 6018... the ten contestants, please enter the Hell Slaughter Arena!"

"I believe everyone here has been eagerly awaiting today's Hell Slaughter Arena match!"

"Because two contestants ranked in the top ten for consecutive victories will be participating in this match!"

"They are No. 1245, ranked first overall with 67 consecutive wins, and No. 6018, ranked third overall with 35 consecutive wins!"

"No. 6018 is even known to everyone as the Hell Messenger!"

"Now, let us look forward to their performances!"

The Hell Slaughter Arena's host had deliberately said a little more in his commentary this time.

Previously, he had merely followed the procedure and made a simple announcement.

"This match is going to be exciting!"

"Yeah, I wonder if the Hell Messenger can keep winning!"

"I doubt it. His opponent is a Soul Douluo with 67 consecutive wins!"

"A Soul Douluo only has a certain advantage. Without the use of soul skills, that advantage isn't all that obvious!"

"I still favor the Hell Messenger!"

"Yeah, me too. The Hell Messenger is too strong!"

"Look, the Hell Messenger is entering! The others are going in too!"

"..."

The spectators in the stands were also full of anticipation for this Hell Slaughter Arena match.

Such matches in the Hell Slaughter Arena were relatively rare.

Mu Ge's strength was absolutely no weaker than that of a contestant with fifty consecutive wins.

This was equivalent to two contestants with over fifty consecutive wins facing each other.

The Hell Slaughter Arena had a rule: contestants with more than fifty consecutive wins could not participate in the same match.

That was why today's match had drawn so much attention.

There were several times more spectators than usual.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the ten contestants, including Mu Ge, entered the Hell Slaughter Arena one after another.

The moment they entered the arena, eight of the contestants moved away from two of them.

They were Mu Ge and another burly man.

"The Hell Messenger?"

"Boy, I told you already. Since you refused to show this old man any respect, I will personally send you to hell and let you be your Hell Messenger there!"

The burly man ignored everyone else, his gaze fixed directly on Mu Ge.

His eyes were filled with fury.

Given Mu Ge's reputation, before registering, he had gone to find Mu Ge and Bibi Dong, asking them not to enter the Hell Slaughter Arena for the time being so they could avoid each other.

But Mu Ge had not given him that courtesy at all. Once his one-year deadline arrived and he had no choice but to register, Mu Ge registered as well.

Hearing his words, Mu Ge merely glanced at him indifferently and gave a scornful smile without replying.

Why waste words on a dead man?

This was not the first opponent at Soul Douluo level that Mu Ge had encountered. This one merely had a somewhat higher number of consecutive wins.

But as long as soul rings and soul skills could not be used, Mu Ge did not care even if his opponent was a Soul Douluo.

Outside, Mu Ge would probably have had no choice but to run upon seeing him. But in Slaughter City, Mu Ge feared no one except the Slaughter King.

Moreover, even the Slaughter King had to abide by Slaughter City's rules.

As long as Mu Ge did not provoke the Slaughter King, the Slaughter King could not make a move against him either.

Otherwise, Tang Hao and Bibi Dong in the original story could not possibly have left Slaughter City.

The Slaughter King needed to fear Tang Hao and Bibi Dong, the two Slaughter Gods, when facing Tang San and Hu Liena. But when Tang Hao and Bibi Dong had each undergone their trials in Slaughter City, neither had another Slaughter God behind them.

Furthermore, before Tang San and Hu Liena, it was not just Tang Hao and Bibi Dong who had obtained the title of Slaughter God in history. A total of eight people had earned that title.

Tang Hao had been the seventh, and Bibi Dong the eighth.

By this time, Tang Hao had long since obtained the title of Slaughter God. Once Mu Ge and Bibi Dong passed their trials, they would become the eighth and ninth people to obtain the title of Slaughter God.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that Mu Ge had actually ignored his existence, the Soul Douluo's eyes practically spat fire.

"Now, I announce that this Hell Slaughter Arena match begins!"

The host of the Hell Slaughter Arena had good instincts. Seeing the atmosphere in the arena, he swiftly announced the start of the match.

Boom—

As the host's voice fell, everyone present immediately summoned their martial souls.

Those with beast martial souls immediately underwent Martial Soul Possession.

Those with weapon martial souls used them as weapons.

The Soul Douluo also summoned his martial soul. It was the Granite Tortoise, a high-quality beast martial soul.

Moreover, the weapon in his hands differed from everyone else's: a pair of defensive shields, one in each hand.

"Let's deal with these scraps first. Half each!"

After undergoing Martial Soul Possession, although the Soul Douluo was furious with Mu Ge, he still spoke to him again.

When two powerful fighters appeared in the arena, they would first work together to clear out everyone else.

Otherwise, if they fought each other to the death and let the weaker ones reap the benefits, it would be a huge loss.

Therefore, whenever two relatively powerful contestants appeared in the Hell Slaughter Arena, they would choose to clear out the others first.

"Whatever."

Mu Ge replied indifferently. With a flash, he charged straight at the others.

"Damn it!"

"Kill!"

"Four of us will handle this brat! You deal with the other one!"

"Kill!"

At that moment, the others in the Hell Slaughter Arena quickly split into two groups as well, four in each group, launching attacks at Mu Ge and the Soul Douluo respectively.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Ah..."

"I won't accept this..."

"..."

Very quickly, in less than a few minutes, the four Fallen Ones besieging Mu Ge were all killed by him.

Boom—

Boom—

Boom—

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Hell Slaughter Arena, the Soul Douluo had not managed to defeat even one opponent.

That was because this Soul Douluo was a defense-focused soul master. His defenses were formidable, but his offensive power was somewhat lacking.

However, supported by his Soul Douluo-level Soul Power, along with what seemed to be a well-trained and exceptionally tough body, the others found it difficult to injure him.

Bang—

At last, after failing to break through for so long, one of them revealed an opening. The burly man swiftly seized the opportunity and smashed his right-hand shield into him, sending him flying.

"A tank-type soul master..."

Watching the burly man fight, Mu Ge smiled faintly.

Mu Ge did not go over to help next, nor did he join the others in attacking the man. He simply stood to the side and watched with great interest.

What astonishing defense. This man has definitely tempered his body. With his powerful Soul Power and the defensive boost of the Granite Tortoise martial soul, if I only use the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit, winning with my current strength won't be easy...

As he watched, Mu Ge felt a slight headache.

Forget it, I'll switch to the Clear Sky Hammer later!

In any case, my identity was exposed long ago!

But Mu Ge did not care too much. It was merely that winning would not be so easy.

As for his identity being exposed, some Fallen Ones who had entered Slaughter City later had recognized him and exposed his martial soul as well.