Slaughter God (II)

"Is that the young man who's won fifty straight games? He doesn't look like it at all!"

"Doesn't it look like it? Then do you dare to go up and try?"

"Snort!"

In the Hell Slaughter Arena, a nine-against-one battle is currently unfolding.

Such situations occur frequently here, and ultimately always lead to a one-on-one confrontation.

No one knows who will be standing in the end.

However, as long as Wang Feng was standing in the arena, those familiar with him could guess the final outcome from the start, and many didn't even want to watch anymore, because such a predictable battle was hardly entertaining.

The first match was not difficult for Wang Feng, but the second match surprised Wang Feng somewhat.

The nine people in the arena were all quite strong. Although he killed one of them with lightning speed, the remaining eight were extremely difficult to deal with. If one of them was controlled, the other seven would surround him instantly, giving Wang Feng no chance to make a move.

However, for Wang Feng, the more difficult the battle, the greater the benefits.

The battle between the nine people lasted for quite a while, but in the end Wang Feng gained a slight advantage.

This slight advantage between the strong is enough to determine the final outcome.

"8406, how about we team up? I know you want the title of Slaughter God, and you are indeed very strong, but you should also understand that achieving a hundred-game winning streak is not so easy. The more consecutive wins you have, the more people will want to kill you."

Suddenly, a voice quietly entered Wang Feng's ears. Wang Feng sneered and immediately found the person who had secretly transmitted the voice.

"What can you offer me if we join forces?"

"As long as I'm here, I can help you force all the strong to retreat. Believe me, on your path to becoming Slaughter God, I will definitely be your most reliable friend."

The voice spoke with absolute confidence, as if it could control Wang Feng based on this alone.

Wang Feng sneered inwardly, responding to their attacks while saying, "Have you forgotten where you are? Slaughter City?"

That's true, but it doesn't necessarily mean I have no friends at all; it's simply a matter of trust!

Do you think I'll believe you?

Wang Feng suddenly moved closer to the person who was closest to him, and said with a cold laugh, "Do you really think you can be trusted?"

"You!"

The man had been smiling, but his face darkened immediately upon hearing Wang Feng's words. Wang Feng was deliberately trying to sow discord!

Upon hearing Wang Feng's words, everyone else cautiously looked at the man.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Feng swiftly attacked, closing the distance to one of them and delivering a powerful blow that rendered the person incapable of fighting.

"Since we've joined forces, why don't we make our move!"

Wang Feng quickly turned around and shouted at the person who wanted to join forces with him.

This left the man completely bewildered. He looked at Wang Feng, unsure whether Wang Feng genuinely wanted to join forces or was just saying it on purpose.

But at this point, the others didn't give him a chance to think it over.

"Fine! I never expected you to betray us like this."

"Damn it, kill him!"

The betrayal of their companion enraged the other six, who immediately turned their anger towards that person.

Faced with an attack from six people, how could that man possibly cope? If Wang Feng hadn't intervened in time, he would probably be dead by now.

Wang Feng's intervention immediately delighted the man. Although he was in great distress facing a group of people attacking him, the thought of being able to follow Wang Feng in the future naturally made him much happier.

Wang Feng, meanwhile, took advantage of the six men's single-minded desire to kill the traitor, constantly looking for an opportunity to strike.

Watching one figure after another fall, the guy who chose to join forces with Wang Feng was overjoyed.

However, when only two people remained in the arena, Wang Feng suddenly stopped.

Both of them were taken aback when Wang Feng stopped.

At this moment, Wang Feng said with a smile, "I think you two definitely need to settle your personal grudges. I'll give you that time."

"What?! Weren't we teamed up?!"

"Snort!"

Wang Feng sneered and ignored the guy.

He was just using this guy on purpose; he never even considered teaming up with him when he came in.

Wang Feng waited quietly for the two to finish, then wrapped up his own and left the arena.

He then left the Hell Slaughter Arena as usual and returned to his room.

The battles in the Hell Slaughter Arena continued daily, and Wang Feng remained in his room cultivating, participating in the battles according to his own plan.

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Wang Feng's winning streak has reached ninety games.

Wang Feng chose to resolve the final ten matches within a single day.

"Look, that's 8406, only ten games away from Slaughter God."

"Eight four zero six, it's eight four zero six."

When Wang Feng appeared in the arena, everyone cheered, and the scene erupted in chaos.

Although Wang Feng wasn't the first person to achieve a 90-game winning streak, he was definitely a legend in the Slaughter City.

Of course, this is Slaughter City, and legends abound here.

It's just that the Slaughter City hasn't seen someone like this in a long time, which is why everyone is so excited.

In the first nine matches, Wang Feng ended them cleanly and decisively, extending his winning streak to ninety-nine.

With just one more match to go, Wang Feng will earn the title of Slaughter God.

At this moment, the entire Hell Slaughter Arena erupted in excitement.

"Just one more match, just one more match and he'll earn the title of Slaughter God."

Everyone stood up and stared intently at Wang Feng, waiting for his next move.

Should they choose to leave, prepare thoroughly for the final battle, or seize this opportunity to achieve a series of victories and ultimately earn the title of Slaughter God?

With the departure time fast approaching, everyone held their breath, fearing that Wang Feng might suddenly leave at the last minute, even though Wang Feng hadn't moved.

When the time for departure finally ended, everyone became expectant again.

"I hereby declare the tenth match officially open!"

A woman's figure suddenly appeared in the sky above the arena; she was the messenger of the Slaughter City.

"To think that the envoy has been alerted! Could it be that the King of Slaughter is also keeping an eye on 8406!"

"What a joke! He's only one match away from earning the title of Slaughter God. It wouldn't be an exaggeration for the King of Slaughter to personally appear."

"That's Slaughter God! Once you obtain the title of Slaughter God, you can venture into the Hell Road, the only way to leave the Slaughter City!"

Some people immediately felt envious upon thinking about this. Regardless of their reasons for coming to this Slaughter City, many of them still hoped to leave Slaughter City.

Living here requires constant caution, and many are already terrified. They've long wanted to leave, but the only way to escape this Slaughter City is to obtain the title of Slaughter God and traverse the Hell Road.

Countless people risked their lives, only to end up not even qualifying for the title of Slaughter God.