Ye Qiu had already been in the City of Slaughter for three months.
Throughout that long stretch of time, Ye Qiu had been like a merciless killing machine.
The number of Fallen Ones he had slain had already exceeded a hundred.
Yet surprisingly, he had only participated in thirty matches. The reason he had been able to kill so many Fallen Ones was naturally inseparable from the brutal law of the jungle here.
In this City of Slaughter, filled with bloodshed and slaughter, enemies were never limited to opponents within the Hell Slaughter Arena.
The real danger often lurked after a match ended, when he was weakened from having just gone through a fierce battle and had to face the constant, elusive sneak attacks that were impossible to guard against.
The first few matches had gone fairly well.
Relying on his unfathomable Illusion Techniques, the refreshing surprise of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, and the vicious Dragon Beard Needle, Ye Qiu had caught everyone else off guard.
In those intense battles, he had easily claimed victory. Because of that, relatively few people had come to ambush him, and those few attackers had all been slaughtered by Ye Qiu with thunderous force.
But in the battles that followed, Ye Qiu had clearly needed to expend more effort.
There had even been powerful Soul Masters at the Soul Saint level among them.
After all, methods like Illusion Techniques and Hidden Weapons relied on information gaps and the element of surprise.
Once they had been used, their mystery was greatly diminished, and naturally, they became far less effective.
Even so, Ye Qiu still fought with everything he had.
Yet no matter whether he showed signs of fatigue after a battle, as long as he emerged from the Hell Slaughter Arena,
he would be regarded