The Demon Shadow righteously and firmly rejected their request, upholding the law impartially.
These Evil Soul Master, lacking confidence in their own strength, wilted like frostbitten eggplants.
At this moment, a slightly trembling voice rang out, trying to bolster its courage, saying, "A hundred battles, at most nine hundred people will die. What's there to be afraid of? I don't believe my luck is that bad."
"Yes, the probability of that number being in the Slaughter City, which has hundreds of thousands of inhabitants, is extremely low."
"Furthermore, with three battles every day, I don't believe the Slaughter King is made of iron; he will eventually reveal a weakness."
"Uh, you guys are really blindly optimistic."
"Let fate decide."
Qin Fang witnessed the corrupting influence of the Evil Soul Master on the Demon Shadow. This guy was relatively obedient; otherwise, while three-legged toads were hard to find, obedient Enforcer were far too easy to come by.
The next morning, Demon Shadow finally registered all the names of the flowers and handed them to Qin Fang with bloodshot eyes. Qin Fang casually took out a simple instrument made up of seven spheres and gestured for Demon Shadow to spin it; whoever it landed on was the flower.
Suddenly, before the Demon Shadow could even make a move, one of the Evil Soul Master present boldly raised his hand and said, "Lord Slaughter King? This thing is easy to cheat with. I suggest that you shake it yourself."
"Yes, Slaughter King, we approve of your decision."
"Lord Slaughter King, if it wasn't you who personally drew the lots, we..."
Qin Fang: Uh, the Evil Soul Master of the Douluo Continent are quite shrewd. This thing? I knew it was a scam. Rock, paper, scissors, the winner gets a million, I'll go first! What skills or luck are involved? It's all fake.
However, why should Qin Fang listen to them? If he let the Demon Shadow kill these few who were causing the most trouble, then the other Evil Soul Master wouldn't dare to cause any more trouble.
The Demon Shadow successfully activated the device, and Qin Fang paused it at will. Each time, the number of small balls varied, and their sizes differed.
Before long, nine Evil Soul Masters were chosen. Some bravely faced death, some lost control of their bladder and bowels on the spot, and some were terrified. In short, they all made a fool of themselves.
Once the first group of nine was ready, Qin Fang and the others ascended the Slaughter Arena.
As for this terrified Evil Soul Master, Qin Fang deliberately had a healing-type Enforcer keep him alive. Want to die? You'll die in the arena.
Slaughter Arena.
This is a space measuring ten meters by ten meters in diameter, not too small, but not large either. Perhaps due to years of blood erosion, it has turned into a dark red blood-colored jade. As soon as you step into it, you can smell a strong bloody stench, which almost makes people lose their composure and reason.
Qin Fang twisted his neck, loosened his muscles, suppressed his smile, and adopted the stance of an eagle hunting a rabbit, leaving no opening, and said, "Everyone, I'm sending you to be reincarnated."
Of these nine, three were from the Outer City. They were like Skeleton, skin and bones, their life force seemingly about to be extinguished at any moment. They were just waiting to die, only needing to hand over their blood every month. Who knew that the new Slaughter King would force them to compile Class Roster and choose them.
Outer City A: "Sigh, forget it. Rather than living such a pathetic life, I might as well just die."
Outer City B: "Damn it, this is bullshit, I'm tired."
Outer City C: "Don't look at me, I'm scared out of my wits. Even without the Slaughter King, I'll die soon enough."
The six people in the Inner City exchanged glances, clearly defining their target. Their eyes were filled with murderous intent, and they coordinated their attack on Qin Fang.
Which of these six people doesn't have their hands stained with a sea of blood? Since the Slaughter King of Slaughter King wants to kill them, they naturally won't let him have it so easy.
Facing the attack of the six men, Qin Fang remained calm. He kicked off his legs, stood up, and charged towards Li Meng like a cheetah. With a single punch, he broke Li Meng's leg bone, sending him flying.
Qin Fang grabbed his calf, pulled him back, and punched him in the back. Li Meng was instantly knocked unconscious, his eyes bulged, and his body went limp.
This is Qin Fang's method: cleanly and swiftly eliminating one of them.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shi Yi also used a shovel to successfully entangle Qin Fang's ankle, and with all his might, tried to break it.
To everyone's surprise, Qin Fang's ankle remained completely still, as if it were cast from diamond.
Qin Fang twisted his leg, instantly breaking Shi Yi's calf. Qin Fang Shi Yi's ankle. Shi Yi screamed in agony. It was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot; they were overestimating themselves. These two were simply not in the same league.
Bang! Huo Ru's fist slammed into Qin Fang's cheek. However, Qin Fang's face was unharmed, while all five of Huo Ru's fingers were broken.
Qin Fang grabbed Huo Ru's arm and slammed her to the ground with tremendous force. While she was still dazed and confused, he kicked her, causing her head to explode. Qin Fang wouldn't show any mercy just because you're a woman.
Yao Ming used all his strength to strike Qin Fang's arm, but it didn't harm him. Instead, Qin Fang grabbed him.
These six people didn't even last ten breaths before Qin Fang killed them all, turning them into corpses.
Throughout the entire process, Qin Fang didn't even break a sweat; it was all so smooth and effortless.
Qin Fang slowly walked up to the three Outer City Soul Master and gently snapped their necks.
First match! Qin Fang wins!
Outside the Slaughter Arena, cheers rang out continuously.
Even if they become corpses in the Slaughter Arena tomorrow, it won't stop them from cheering for this real competition.
The Slaughter King never used his Soul Power or Soul Skill.
"Awesome, so awesome! The Slaughter King's fighting skills are absolutely amazing."
"Yes, it seems that all these people's intentions are within his plan, and they are making moves according to his patterns."
"Slaughter King, Slaughter King."
Amid cheers, Qin Fang returned to the Slaughter God Temple.
This first battle was also Qin Fang's warm-up; he wanted to see his true strength. Overall, not bad.
The healing-type Soul Douluo- level Enforcer wanted to help Qin Fang recover from his injuries, but Qin Fang told him, "No need. From the beginning, I will not heal you until all 100 battles are over."
These words immediately earned Qin Fang the thumbs-up from all the Evil Soul Master in the Slaughter City. This guy? He's truly ruthless, but at the same time, he's also truly confident.
However, some Evil Soul Master scoffed at Qin Fang: "Hmph, it's just an act. When he's in mortal danger, he definitely won't follow the rules."
Second match! Qin Fang wins.
In the tenth match, Qin Fang won.
Qin Fang's number of victories continued to increase. These Evil Soul Master had very weak combat skills and were almost all brutally defeated by the Body Sect Master, Qin Fang.
In the twentieth match, Qin Fang victorious.
In the thirtieth match, Qin Fang victorious.
In the fortieth match, Qin Fang victorious.
Qin Fang's winning streak continued to increase.
The opponent in the forty-fifth match caught Qin Fang's eye. One of them possessed Body Martial Soul, but it was an evil-attribute Body Martial Soul.
Even in later generations, Qin Fang had never come into contact with Body Martial Soul evil attributes.
Third update, goodnight brothers.