"White Robe Killing God, how many of these people behind you can you handle? Should we consider joining forces?" The King of Slaughter looked at Jun Xuehan in front of him and asked in a gentle voice.
"Hehe, I could easily take on eight of those guys in the back." Jun Xuehan glanced back and said nonchalantly.
"If that's the case, then why are you running?" the King of Slaughter asked.
"Are you blind? Didn't you see there are ten people on the other side?" Jun Xuehan said casually, increasing her speed by another three points.
"Then if we join forces, wouldn't it be more than enough to deal with them?" The King of Slaughter's lips twitched as he asked.
"No, nine and a half is still not an advantage, even if we beat them all ten." Jun Xuehan refused without hesitation.
"Nine and a half?"
"Ten of them?"
"White Robe Killing God, how did you arrive at your numbers?"
The King of Slaughter looked at Jun Xuehan and asked in surprise.
"Xuehan, he can take on eight people at once."
"I'll take one down, and you, the King of Slaughter, will be half a down."
"Added together, that makes exactly nine and a half."
Qian Renxue glanced at the King of Slaughter and spoke softly.
Jun Xuehan nodded slightly in agreement.
If it were Tang Chen here, Jun Xuehan would not hesitate to join forces and fight back.
But he is not Tang Chen; he is the King of Slaughter.
Looking at the opposing team, they have two Limit Douluo, three Super Douluo, and five Titled Douluo —the lineup is simply luxurious.
Although Jun Xuehan could fight to a standstill with Qian Daoliu, the Limit Douluo, before breaking through to the title level, the situation was completely different.
Even if Qian Daoliu didn't hold back, he wouldn't actually kill them; he would hesitate before making a move. This is like comparing a friendly sparring session with the goal of killing someone—the two are fundamentally different.
The former will be fine, while the latter will result in an accident and death.
Although Jun Xuehan currently possesses the strength of a demigod, her opponents are two at the limit, three Super Douluo, and five Titled Douluo.
No matter how you fight, you simply can't win.
After all, the difference between being comparable to a demigod and reaching the limit is not actually that great; it's just a slight improvement over the average limit.
Therefore, when Jun Xuehan said he would fight eight people, he meant excluding the two Limit Douluo, leaving eight people. And no matter what, they couldn't defeat the remaining two Limit Douluo.
That's not how you say it.
"Didn't the White Robe Killing God say he could take on eight people?"
"I will take the two weakest ones, and you can have the remaining eight."
What do you guys think?
The King of Slaughter patted his chest confidently and asked.
"Bullshit!"
"You didn't take those two Limit Douluo seriously either."
"You can have the two Limit Douluo, and I'll take care of the rest, okay?"
Jun Xuehan glanced at the King of Slaughter with the look of someone looking at an idiot, then increased her speed by another three points, leaving the King of Slaughter behind.
"Chase them! Don't let them get away! Kill them!"
"King of Slaughter, when we approached you for cooperation, you refused without hesitation. Did you consider the current situation when you refused?"
"Heh heh, I thought they were some kind of people who could actually detect our presence, but it turns out they're just the kind of people who turn around and run away."
The Evil Soul Masters behind them ran while mocking them.
"Hehe, you underestimate me too much."
"I am the King of Slaughter in the City of Slaughter."
"He controls the entire City of Slaughter!"
"After careful consideration, I am willing to join you and fight alongside you!"
The King of Slaughter glanced behind him and spoke loudly.
After all, if you can't beat them, then join them.
As the saying goes, those who understand the times are heroes; when you're under someone's roof, you have no choice but to bow your head.
The King of Slaughter did not feel ashamed about this.
The most important thing is to be alive. Only by living can you have a chance in the future. As for the dead, all that's left is a pile of bones.
As for a person's face?
Sorry, I am the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, not a human.
A person's reputation has nothing to do with me.
Holy crap!
"I have never seen such a shameless person!"
Jun Xuehan couldn't help but mentally complain as she listened to the King of Slaughter's words.
At first, upon hearing the King of Slaughter's words, he thought that the King of Slaughter had become bloodthirsty and was preparing to fight the Evil Soul Masters behind him to the death.
As it turned out, he was overthinking it.
"Tsk tsk, the King of Slaughter."
"If only I had known then what I know now, I wouldn't have done it in the first place."
"However, it's not too late now. Since they've discovered our presence, let's leave them here."
The Enchanting Fox chuckled, glanced disdainfully at the King of Slaughter, and then readily agreed.
"Hey, you white-haired kid, stop!"
"I will fight you for three hundred rounds!"
"If you're so capable, then don't run away."
The King of Slaughter turned his gaze to Jun Xuehan and began to speak.
His aura was surging, and the blood-red cloak behind him was flapping loudly.
Jun Xuehan completely ignored him and went straight to the entrance of Road to Hell. Before Yan could react, she grabbed Yan's shoulder and rushed into Road to Hell.
Seeing this, the Evil Soul Masters behind them did not slow down at all, but followed closely behind and rushed into the Road to Hell.
Even though Jun Xuehan was carrying two people, their speed was incredibly fast, and in a short time, those behind them simply couldn't catch up.
Having broken through the Road to Hell, Jun Xuehan led Qian Renxue and Yan forward at a rapid pace through the forest, the surrounding scenery flashing past them at an incredible speed.
"Go? Go where?"
"Stay here for me!"
A hidden voice appeared, and black vines sprouted from the ground, attacking Jun Xuehan and the others.
Upon seeing this, Jun Xuehan released Qian Renxue and Yan, and unleashed a slash with her Azure Longsword, causing a chilling aura to ignite numerous ice crystals on the ground.
During this time of delay, the people behind them caught up and surrounded them in the woods.
The ten Evil Soul Masters, plus the King of Slaughter, a total of eleven people, exuded an aura as imposing as a mountain, making Jun Xuehan feel a long-lost pressure.
Qian Renxue gripped the Angel Sword tightly, a resolute look in her eyes.
Looking at the situation before him, Yan couldn't help but let out a bitter smile.
"Brother Han, the situation is not looking good!"
Behind Yan, Martial Soul appeared: Flame Lord. Seven Soul Ring— two yellow, two purple, and three black—flashed beneath his feet.
"Yes, I know!"
"Yan, you've seen the current situation."
"You can choose to join them. Your talent is not bad, and they won't refuse you."
Jun Xuehan spoke calmly, channeling her Soul Power into the Reverse Scale Dragon Ring. Delicate dragon scales quickly covered her arm, and the Reverse Scale God Slaying Spear appeared in her right hand, while the longsword in her left hand was turned upside down.
Be prepared to fight at any time.