From Douluo to Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 97 Hell Killing Field
The body of the black-armored knight fell from the sky, and Tang Ji already had a black sign on his hand, with a string of numbers "9527" written on it.

"Your leader is dead, do you want to be with him too?" Tang Ji looked at the hundred black-armored warriors in front of him with cold eyes, a drop of blood on the blade fell on the ground, but there was no red light on the blade.

Murder without blood.

"No... dare not, you have already proved that you have the qualifications to enter the killing capital, please enter the city, and someone will greet you at the city gate." A difficult voice came from the black-armored warrior.

In any place, the strong are respected, especially in this capital of killing.

Tang Ji withdrew Qingfeng and walked towards the gate of the city with his hands behind his back.

At the gate of the city, a woman in black gauze greeted her.

"Welcome to the City of Slaughter." The woman's voice was pleasant to hear, but just as she opened her mouth, Tang Ji raised her hand to stop her words.

"I don't need a guide, get out!" Tang Ji looked calm and his voice was indifferent.

The woman was taken aback, Tang Ji was obviously the first time to come to the Slaughter City, but he didn't need someone to explain it to him. This was the first time this happened since the Slaughter City was established.

At the same time, he was a little angry at Tang Ji's indifferent look.

But she knew that Tang Ji could easily kill a Contra-level law enforcement team. She had no ability to resist at all, so she stepped back and dodged aside.

Tang Ji naturally knew the killing capital very well, and he didn't bother to listen to other people's introductions. In a year, if he wanted to go out from here, he needed to win the championship of the hell killing field, and after he had the qualification to challenge the hell road, he had to rush out of the hell road.

Tang Ji went straight to the killing field of hell.

The City of Slaughter is divided into an inner city and an outer city. The outer city is full of fallen people who donate bloody marys every month. They dare not enter the inner city and can only linger in the outer city.

And the inner city is the real capital of killing, there are no rules in the inner city, dead people happen every day, and the killing field of hell exists in the inner city of the killing capital.

To become the champion of Hell Killing Fields to leave the Killing City—to win [-] victories in Hell Slaughtering Fields, each challenge will gather ten talents to start the match. down people.

When Tang Ji came to the inner city, he could see the deepest darkness of human beings everywhere, and all kinds of evil things were commonplace here.

Looking at these, Tang Ji felt more and more disgusted, and his killing intent increased geometrically. In the capital of killing, it seemed that only killing could calm the boredom in his heart.

Tang Ji knew that this was the toxin in the capital of killing. The toxin spreads through the air, and everyone would be infected. Only blood can be used to temporarily suppress it. However, this kind of suppression also has a limit. If it exceeds this limit, people will go crazy and become a A puppet who only knows how to kill.

But for Tang Ji, this is not a problem at all. The cold air flow circulated in his body, and a layer of invisible film appeared on his body, blocking the erosion of the blood poison of the killing capital.

It's not just Tang Ji, the other eight people also have this ability, which is why Tang Ji brought them here with confidence.

It’s just that after Tang Ji came to the killing capital, he was separated from the other eight people with some doubts. Fortunately, Tang Ji had already put digital information on them before coming to the killing capital, and their physiological conditions can be fed back to Tang Ji. Let him know if those eight are safe.

Raising his hand with a sword of soul power, Tang Ji dealt with the guys who wanted to sneak up on him. Tang Ji collected a few cups of Bloody Mary.

He hadn't forgotten that a Bloody Mary was required as a ticket to enter the Killing Fields of Hell.

Tang Ji used his ID card to sign up at the Killing Fields of Hell, and then entered the waiting area.

In the capital of killing, hands are not allowed during the waiting period, and the game will officially start when ten players are filled.

The Hell Slaughtering Field doesn't look as big as the Great Soul Fighting Field in Soto City, but the arena is dark red, it's stained red with the blood of countless people, and it can't be cleaned up at all.

Tang Ji was clean and spotless, and his eyes were very bright. Everyone knew that he was a newcomer, but he would not look like this after staying in the killing capital for a while, so when they saw Tang Ji signed up for the hell killing field , There are a few who want to take advantage of the loopholes and sign up quickly.

After all, every time you participate in the Killing Fields of Hell, you can live here for an extra year, which is much better than contributing two glasses of Bloody Mary every month to survive. Moreover, those who enter the inner city are those who feel that they have the ability to survive.

Because of his status as a rookie, Tang Ji quickly made up ten people in the first round, and those who wanted to take advantage of the loopholes also stopped, slamming their hearts, hating themselves for not signing up earlier.

Tang Ji came to the arena, and the other nine people looked at Tang Ji like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. After all, Tang Ji didn't do anything to cover up, he looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, and each of them was 30 years old. Above, the soul power is also more than 50 levels, and I have enough confidence in myself.

Tang Ji knew that a quick fight could end the battle in an instant, but it would also allow others to see part of his strength, which would cause some timid people to dare not fight him, so Tang Ji was going to put on a show.

As long as I win every time by a close call, those guys who want to take advantage will naturally continue to come on stage, not to mention the hypnotic function of the magic phone.

If the time is really short, he will go to the outer city to hypnotize [-] people, complete his [-] victories and win the championship of Hell Slaughtering Field, and win the title of God of Death.

A total of eight people got this title. However, in the original plot, there are two left in Douluo Continent, namely Bibi Dong, the current pope of Wuhun Temple, and his common father with Tang San, Haotian Douluo Tang Hao.

Of course, those who have the title of Killing God are those who have crossed the hell road and obtained the Killing God Domain of Shura God. They are real Killing Gods, and the completion of a hundred victories is only verbally canonized by the current King of Killing in the Killing Capital.

Perhaps they felt that Tang Ji was too weak, so the nine people in the arena fought with each other directly, and Tang Ji also fainted very cooperatively, otherwise what should people do if people are afraid of sneak attack by themselves?
Although Tang Ji fainted on the surface, his mental power was released, and he kept monitoring the other nine people to prevent any of them from attacking him.

But luckily, Tang Ji was directly "stunned", the other nine people just sneered, and then began to attack each other, swords and swords, you come and go, the voice is clear.

The auditorium next to them all looked at the arena of the hell killing field with red eyes. No one in the killing capital is not bloodthirsty. So they really want to see blood flow in the ring, so they are all screaming.

At the same time, there was also a gamble in the Killing Fields of Hell. Among the ten people, all but Tang Ji bet, and what they bet was the only currency in the Killing City, the Bloody Mary.

However, different from the big spirit fighting arenas outside, even if the gambler gets a profit, he may not be able to get it. As long as he is not strong enough, let alone the bloody mary, it would be good not to turn himself into a bloody mary.

The strength of the nine players in the arena is almost the same, but they are odd numbers after all, and there will always be a two-on-one situation. Under normal circumstances, the two-on-one just killed that person, and the other person turns around and gives it to you. A stab in the heart became singular again.

The arena was soon covered by red liquid, making the arena even darker.

(End of this chapter)