Hundred Matches

After reconciling, Li Pu and Bibi Dong continued their life in the Hell Slaughter Arena. Their victory count gradually increased, and completing one hundred wins was only a matter of time.

Faced with this situation, some in Slaughter City could no longer sit still.

Inside the grand hall where the King of Slaughter resided in Slaughter City.

The King of Slaughter sat upon a throne inlaid with noble blue and purple crystals, which were fashioned into the shape of a skull.

A graceful figure emerged from a dark corner, emitting a voice that was enchanting yet light and melodious.

"Great King, according to the current progress of Martial God and Blood Rose, I fear they will complete one hundred victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena in less than a year."

"I know."

The King of Slaughter took a large gulp of fresh Yellow Springs Dew and responded indifferently, as if the matter were of no consequence.

"Great King, it has been a long time since any true powerhouse joined Slaughter City. We should also recruit Martial God. For these past two years, he has been too close to the saintess of Martial Soul Hall, and I fear this is detrimental to Slaughter City."

Black Veil Girl voiced her thoughts; compared to the sirens of Slaughter City, the saintess of Martial Soul Hall was far more alluring.

"Do you think Martial God would be attracted to the Martial Soul Hall saintess?" the King of Slaughter asked coldly.

Black Veil Girl shook her head: "I cannot tell, but I know their relationship is extraordinary. Most importantly, the emergence of every Slaughter God is accompanied by a crisis for Slaughter City, let alone two who are about to appear."

"Then do you believe he can complete one hundred matches, challenge the Hell Road, and perhaps even complete it?" the King of Slaughter asked again.

Black Veil Girl replied: "Completing one hundred matches is only a matter of time. As for the Hell Road, although many have been able to challenge it over the millennia, only seven have ultimately succeeded. Perhaps they can make it through, but I suggest we keep Martial God; perhaps he could even succeed your position in the future."

The King of Slaughter nodded. Over these years, he had watched Li Pu's record closely. While others were still in their protection period at age six, he had fought his way out and even found a way to prevent his own body from being affected by killing intent—he was truly a genius.

He had originally only intended to see what level a brat seeking power could reach, never expecting him to make it this far.

He began to intentionally groom Li Pu to become the next King of Slaughter, to serve as a new vessel for the Nine-Headed Bat King.

Aside from him, no one knew of this, and he had not deliberately ordered anyone to protect him.

Without his master's instructions, he could only continue to guard Slaughter City, waiting for the master's successor to arrive. For this reason, he had lost count of how many vessels he had cycled through over the years. Basically, every Slaughter God who cleared the Hell Road eventually returned to Slaughter City due to the Asura God Trial, only to be parasitized by him.

"I hope Martial God does not attempt the Hell Road; it would be a great pity if he failed," the King of Slaughter said faintly.

"And what of the Martial Soul Hall saintess?" Black Veil Girl continued.

"Impossible. We have an agreement with Martial Soul Hall. If we lose them, we would need to find new partners to supply us with food. Unless she fails the trial herself, the cost is one I cannot afford. Do not think that just because soul skills cannot be used here, Martial Soul Hall has no way to deal with us; on the contrary, they have the power to handle us. If that were not the case, do you think I would allow her to exist until now?"

The King of Slaughter did not explain that Bibi Dong was also a person chosen by his other master, and thus naturally exempt from being targeted.

Black Veil Girl suddenly said: "Great King, how about this?"

"Arrange for them both to be in the same slaughter match; that way, one of them will surely die..."

Before she could finish, the King of Slaughter raised his hand and grabbed Black Veil Girl by the throat, his icy voice ringing out.

"It seems you did not take my words to heart. You have forgotten the rules of Slaughter City that have stood for years—fallen ones with fifty consecutive wins cannot meet in the same match. Even without the pressure from Martial Soul Hall, how would you have the fallen ones of Slaughter City view This Seat!"

Black Veil Girl was filled with the terror of death, her delicate body trembling violently.

The King of Slaughter opened his blood-red maw and bit into Black Veil Girl's neck. Before long, the blood and flesh were sucked dry, leaving only a skin, which he then discarded casually to the side.

Time flew by, and Li Pu soon reached his one-hundredth match. This day attracted many fallen ones.

The fallen ones all knew of the legendary existence that was Li Pu, who had begun participating in the Hell Slaughter Arena at the age of six upon awakening his martial soul, and had reached this point at twelve.

He was the most shining celebrity in Slaughter City, the youngest Slaughter God in history to complete one hundred victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena. Once successful, no one would ever be able to match his achievement or break his record in the future.

Even if he failed this final match, no one could challenge his authority!

Compared to the usual attendance of less than twenty percent, today the arena was packed, all to witness the Martial God's final survival match.

Even though they knew the Martial God was certain to win, they still chose to come and watch.

"Great, they have finally completed one hundred victories. We are finally safe," some fallen ones said, so happy they could cry.

"Yes, they are finally leaving."

"Come to think of it, there hasn't been a Slaughter God this young in the history of Slaughter City, right?"

"No, there has never been anyone as fierce as the Martial God!"

"I remember there was indeed one other in Slaughter City, though she was only two or three years older than the Martial God. She was still a little girl wearing a bear skin, which was said to be her martial soul. She could have become a Slaughter God, but in one battle, her claws tore through space, and she was sucked in, never to be seen again!"

"Damn, there was such a badass in the history of Slaughter City!"

Who could have imagined that such a badass would eventually tear through space and leave.

"Regardless, today we are fortunate to witness a miracle in the history of Slaughter City!"

The fallen ones cheered, shouting the title of the Martial God one after another.

Of course, there were other excellent titles as well.

"Martial God!"

"Holy Infant King!"

"Lord Bun!"

Among them, there was also Bibi Dong.

As the only friend in Slaughter City, and the light that had pulled her back from the brink of total depravity, she naturally cheered for him, believing that Li Pu could complete these final hundred matches.

Li Pu stood calmly in the center of the Hell Slaughter Arena, with nine fallen ones forming a near-perfect circle around him.

The other fallen ones watched the figure in the arena, their hearts filled with rage.

"Damn it, do they really take us for trash!"

"So what? Kill the Martial God, and let us storm the Hell Road together."

One of the fallen ones spoke with indifferent excitement, and the others chimed in one after another!

Li Pu merely raised his hand, and a steamed bun flew toward the sky.

"Heaven and Earth Eternal Treasures!"