Lin Ye and Zhu Zhuqing looked at each other and walked into Hell Slaughter Arena one after another.
The internal structure is larger than it looks from the outside.
In the center is a circular platform about fifty meters in diameter, surrounded by tiers of stands filled with people.
Some of these people were shouting loudly, some were placing bets wildly, and some were staring expressionlessly at the people fighting in the center of the field.
On the platform, blood flowed freely.
Seven or eight corpses were lying on it, and only the last two people were still fighting for their lives.
One of them had broken an arm, but he was still biting the other's neck with his teeth.
Zhu Zhuqing's brows furrowed.
"Let's go and register first." Lin Ye pulled her towards the registration desk at the entrance.
The registration process is very simple. Just press the token on a black slate and your name will be automatically entered.
"No. 8421, registered. The next game will start in half an hour."
"No. 8422, registered. Ranked after No. 8421."
Lin Ye took back the token and turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing.
"I'll go up first, you watch from below."
"Yeah." Zhu Zhuqing nodded and said:
"Be careful."
"Tch." Lin Ye sneered,
"With these things, do you still need to be careful? But... I will pay attention."
Half an hour later.
"Next show! No. 8421, enter!"
A fierce voice sounded from above the fighting platform.
Lin Ye moved his neck and his joints crackled. He waved to Zhu Zhuqing and strode onto the platform.
There are already nine people standing on the fighting platform.
These nine people are all different in height, short, fat and thin, but they have one thing in common:
Everyone's eyes were filled with fierceness and hostility. They looked at Lin Ye as if they were looking at a piece of fat meat waiting to be slaughtered.
"Hey, this guy looks pretty young."
"Hey, I'm lucky today, a persimmon came to me."
Lin Ye stood on the edge of the fighting platform, glanced around the nine people, and sneered.
Soft persimmon?
OK.
"The game begins!"
As soon as the referee's voice fell, the nine people moved almost at the same time.
Three of them rushed directly towards Lin Ye, while the remaining six divided into two groups to fight each other, intending to deal with the other opponents first and then deal with him.
Among the three people who rushed towards Lin Ye, the leader was a strong man two meters tall. He held a mace in his hand and whizzed it down.
Lin Ye and even Martial Soul are too lazy to push it.
He dodged sideways to avoid the trajectory of the mace, put the five fingers of his right hand together, and struck the strong man on the back of the neck with his palm.
Click.
The sound of cervical vertebrae breaking was clearly audible.
The strong man's body still maintained the posture of swinging the bat, but his whole body had softened, his eyes turned white, and he died on the spot.
Before the second person could react, Lin Ye had already bullied him and punched him in the chest.
The man's chest collapsed, and he flew backwards seven to eight meters, hitting the stone wall at the edge of the fighting platform, and slid down without making any sound.
The third person was so frightened that his legs went weak, he turned around and wanted to run away.
Lin Ye caught up with him in two steps and kicked him on the lower back. The man's body folded into a strange angle in the air. After landing, he twitched twice and then stopped moving.
Three seconds, it only took three seconds for him Lin Ye to kill three people.
The remaining six people on the platform all stopped what they were doing and looked at Lin Ye.
Fear was written on their faces.
Lin Ye stood among the three corpses, shook off the blood on his hands, raised his head, and looked at the six people.
"Do you still want to fight?"
"If you don't fight, I'll go over there."
The six people looked at each other, and two of them threw away their weapons and knelt on the ground.
"Brother... have mercy on me!"
"I give up! I give up!"
However here is Hell Slaughter Arena.
There is no option to admit defeat.
Lin Ye sighed.
"Hey, are you new here? Hell Slaughter Arena How can there be any reason to surrender? If I had known better, I wouldn't have come up here."
Buzz!
Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's Martial Soul is suddenly released!
Black-purple evil energy swept across the entire fighting platform, and that overbearing and evil aura made everyone feel suffocating and oppressive.
Although Soul Ring cannot be used,
But the all-round increase in strength, speed, and perception brought by Martial Soul Possession is more than enough to deal with these low-level fish in their thirties and forties.
Then Lin Ye's figure shuttled around the fighting platform, and every move was clean and neat, without any unnecessary movements.
A punch, a palm, a kick.
Every blow landed precisely on the vital point.
Ten seconds later, only Lin Ye was left standing on the platform.
Nine corpses were scattered around him, and blood gathered into streams, dripping from the edge of the platform.
There was complete silence in the surrounding stands.
Everyone looked at the overly young boy in the field in disbelief.
Then, a burst of crazy shouting broke out.
"Fuck! Ten seconds! This guy cleared the place in ten seconds!"
"No. 8421! Remember this number!"
"It's so fierce! What the hell kind of monster is this!"
Lin Ye took back Martial Soul and walked down the platform with a calm expression.
Zhu Zhuqing stood at the entrance of the passage waiting for him, his purple eyes reflected his figure, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
"How is it?" Lin Ye walked up to her and raised his eyebrows.
"Hmph, not bad."
Zhu Zhuqing's mouth was unforgiving, but the smile in her eyes betrayed her.
"It's your turn, Big Cat." Lin Ye reached out and rubbed her head.
"Let them see what real speed is."
Zhu Zhuqing slapped his hand away, snorted, turned around and walked towards the fighting platform.
Next,
In that game, Zhu Zhuqing was faster than Lin Ye.
After being possessed by Nether Civet Martial Soul, her speed is a dimensionality reduction blow against opponents of this level.
The nine people didn't even see her figure clearly before they fell into a pool of blood.
The sound of sharp claws scratching the throat came one after another.
When the last person fell down holding his neck, Zhu Zhuqing was already standing in the middle of the platform, without even a drop of blood on his body.
The stands exploded again.
"No. 8422! Another monster!"
"Are these two people here together? What's their background?"
"I don't know, but don't run into them in the killing fields in the future..."
Zhu Zhuqing walked off the stage, the expression on her face was still cold, but Lin Ye noticed that her steps were much brisker than before she came on stage.
"Okay Big Cat."
Lin Ye leaned against the wall of the passage and gave her a thumbs up.
"Have strength."
Zhu Zhuqing glanced at him and couldn't help but smile.
"Big bad guy." She walked up to Lin Ye and suddenly said,
"How about we compete?"
"Oh, what are you comparing to?"
"Whoever wins a hundred consecutive victories first." Zhu Zhuqing raised his chin, his purple eyes dancing with a competitive light,
"The loser must agree to a condition for the winner."
Lin Ye is happy.
"Hey, Big Cat takes the initiative to challenge me? Okay, let's compete, whoever is afraid of whom."
Then he stretched out his hand,
Zhu Zhuqing took the photo without hesitation.
"It's a deal."
"It's a deal."