A New Record (3)

"We won! We won!"

"8406 actually won a one-on-one fight!"

"Eight four zero six! Eight four zero six!"

After the initial shock, a deafening roar erupted as everyone chanted Wang Feng's number.

Wang Feng glanced at the people in the stands, then looked away and closed his eyes.

His actions surprised everyone, as it meant he had chosen to continue the challenge.

Wang Feng didn't waste the half-hour wait; instead, he sat down cross-legged to adjust his breathing.

The participants in the fight were not in the stands, but emerged one after another from the entrance.

When they saw Wang Feng sitting cross-legged in the center of the arena, they all showed expressions of surprise, it was hard to tell whether they were excited or astonished.

These people did not rush to enter, but waited until everyone had arrived before the nine of them entered together.

They glanced at the others, their exchange of glances indicating that they all knew each other.

"Hey kid, what's your name? You're here so early! Looks like you're not having a very pleasant time!"

"It's alright, don't worry! We'll make sure you die with some dignity."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The nine people looked at Wang Feng and burst into laughter, while slowly moving their feet, trying to surround Wang Feng.

Wang Feng ignored them. Although entering the arena meant facing life and death, the match hadn't started yet. As long as one person wasn't ready, no one could make a move, or they would die too.

The group frowned at Wang Feng's indifference.

Someone was watching Wang Feng intently, trying to discern something, but Wang Feng remained completely still, and nothing could be discerned.

Some people kept mocking Wang Feng, completely unaware of what had happened here before their arrival.

The crowd in the stands watched with amusement, none of them revealing to the nine people what kind of being they were facing, for mercy was the most taboo thing here.

Soon, the time for the duel arrived.

Wang Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time, the nine people erupted and surrounded Wang Feng.

Although they were enemies, that didn't stop them from taking care of strangers first.

Just as the nine people approached, Wang Feng suddenly stood up, summoned the Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear in his hand, and thrust it directly at the person in front.

"How dare you overestimate yourself and resist!"

The man laughed arrogantly, showing no intention of using his Martial Soul.

Just as the Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear was less than half a step away from him, his previously arrogant and confident expression suddenly changed drastically.

An unprecedented sense of crisis surged into his heart, but Wang Feng gave him no chance to react.

"No..."

The man cried out, but before he could finish speaking, the Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear pierced his chest, and his life force dissipated like a burst dam.

"What!"

The other eight were shocked, but they didn't think too much about it; instead, they wanted to eliminate Wang Feng as quickly as possible.

However, after killing one of them, Wang Feng quickly took to the air. Although he was still within the attack range of the two, Wang Feng was not worried at all.

He decisively abandoned the Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear, clenched his fist, and faced one of them.

Bang!

Click!

With a crisp sound, the man who had exchanged blows with Wang Feng had his arm twist rapidly and his body flew backward. Wang Feng, on the other hand, was completely unaffected.

"Ah!"

The man screamed in pain, a scream that sent a chill down the spines of the other seven.

Wang Feng's attack had not yet stopped, because at that moment another person's attack landed on him, the powerful force causing Wang Feng's body to fall downwards.

The other six seized the opportunity and attacked Wang Feng.

But Wang Feng seized the opportunity at that moment, pulled back the Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear, and using the force of one of the attackers' attacks, turned slightly and attacked another one, killing him instantly.

After killing two people and severely injuring another, Wang Feng did not linger and quickly distanced himself from the other six.

The six men didn't rush to attack; instead, they began to re-evaluate Wang Feng.

"What's going on? Who is this kid? How can he have such strength!"

"Something's not right! Look at the way those people in the stands are looking at us!"

Suddenly, someone noticed something was wrong. The people in the stands weren't waiting to see Wang Feng make a fool of himself; instead, they were watching them with a mocking expression.

"Let's get closer this time and look out for each other. This kid has to die! Otherwise, we'll be the ones who die."

Apart from the seriously injured person, the other six attacked again. This time, they did not spread out too much, and the distance between them was no more than five meters.

However, they underestimated Wang Feng. Although the six of them attacked from almost every angle, they still couldn't effectively surround and defeat Wang Feng.

In just ten rounds, another person died from the Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear.

"Eight four zero six! Eight four zero six!"

In the stands, Wang Feng's number became the cheering slogan.

This threw the remaining five people into disarray, and Wang Feng's terrifying performance only made them more terrified.

On the other hand, Wang Feng became more and more courageous in battle, pressing his advantage and giving them no chance to adjust.

One by one, the figures slowly fell, filled with resentment, until the last one, a man with a shattered arm, sat cross-legged in the corner, trembling.

Wang Feng showed no pity whatsoever, because it was unnecessary here.

"Two consecutive wins! He hasn't left yet; he's chosen to continue fighting!"

"My God! Who is this kid? How is this possible?!"

The crowd in the stands gasped in surprise, because after winning the match, everyone thought Wang Feng should quickly leave the stadium to find a place to recover.

But who could have imagined that Wang Feng would sit down cross-legged again?

However, for those who have been stationed here year-round to watch the spectacle, it is actually something to appreciate.

However, when Wang Feng sat down cross-legged again after winning the fight for the fifth time, everyone was unsettled.

The best record and the highest honor in this Hell Slaughter Arena was a five-game winning streak achieved by a former powerhouse in a single day.

Over the years, no one has been able to break this record.

But right now, Wang Feng is trying to break this record.

"Five consecutive wins! And this guy still wants to keep going? Just how much Soul Power does he have? How is it possible for him to maintain this fighting style with such an endless supply?"

"Yeah! Where did this guy come from? He's terrifying!"

In the Slaughter City, although the recovery of Soul Power is almost non-existent, the recovery speed is extremely slow, so slow that it is almost imperceptible.

However, this problem was much less difficult for Wang Feng, which is why Wang Feng was able to fight five consecutive battles and still have the ability to continue fighting.

Of course, his recovery speed is only able to restore one-tenth or one-twelfth of what he has consumed.