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The gallery was filled with probably over 100,000 people based on the scale.
This kind of grand spectacle hasn't occurred in decades. All the Fallen in the City had gathered at the Hell's Slaughter Arena to watch the upcoming match.
Today was Fang Xuan's 100th match!
It had been decades since a powerhouse with a 100-win streak had appeared in Slaughter City.
Perhaps today was the day they witnessed a miracle. People were extremely excited.
The audience's screams and cheers were like waves that blotted out the sky and covered the earth, shaking the entire Arena.
"Hey, do you think Black Demon can complete a 100-win streak?"
"It's hard to say! Although Black Demon has the strength, no one dares to make a guarantee until the last moment."
"I don't think the Slaughter King will let Black Demon complete a 100-win streak. Who knows what will happen in the end?"
The Fallen Ones' expressions varied as they discussed spiritedly. They had different opinions about Fang Xuan's 100th match, but many were enthusiastic and enthusiastic.
There was still an hour before the start of the competition.
Fang Xuan had yet to arrive, but Hu Liena and Tang San had already appeared on the competition grounds.
They sat quietly in the resting area with their eyes closed, resting and conserving their energy.
Today was Fang Xuan's and Tang San and Hu Liena's matches. The three's 100th match would be held on this day.
If the three succeeded, the Slaughter City would welcome three powerhouses with a 100-win streak on the same day. This had never happened before!
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Inner City.
The simple, grand central road was the only way to the Slaughter Arena. It was made of marble and was very spacious and flat.
Because of today's match, all the Fallen Ones in the Inner City had gone to watch it. There was not a single person on the street.
It was hushed, utterly different from the usual hustle and bustle.
A cold figure slowly walked along the road. His speed could have been faster, but his steps were steady. He walked step by step toward the Hell's Slaughter Arena.
It was Fang Xuan.
Slaughter King had secretly prevented Fang Xuan from participating in the Infernal Slaughter Arena. However, he still had misgivings and did not dare to be too bold.
Thus, although he had spent some time, Fang Xuan had finally achieved 99 consecutive victories. He was only one match away from a hundred consecutive victories.
Of course, Fang Xuan's keen intuition told him that today would not be a peaceful day. Therefore, he had already made preparations and fearlessly stepped into the trap!
After walking for about ten minutes, he could see the Arena after turning the corner.
A silver figure stood at the end of the road. He was wearing a silver robe and holding a silver spear. His tall body stood straight like a spear.
It seemed he had been waiting here for a long time.
Seeing Fang Xuan walking toward him, two cold rays of light shot out from his cold silver eyes, and a murderous voice came out of his mouth.
"I've been waiting for you, Black Demon!"
Fang Xuan stopped in his tracks, his face expressionless as he sized up the silver-armored man before him.
This was the vice-captain of the Enforcers, the Knight of Heaven, O'Brien. He had a grudge against him.
Compared to a year ago, O'Brien's aura had significantly increased, becoming increasingly terrifying.
He was originally a peak Spirit Douluo and was about to break through to become a Titled Douluo.
After this cultivation period, O'Brien had very likely reached the Titled rank!
"What do you want?!"
Fang Xuan's expression was cold. His black hair was loose, and his deep eyes were calm. He calmly examined the murderous O'Brien with no fear on his face.
"Hmph, you were a rookie, but now you've become accomplished."
O'Brien frowned slightly, his cold gaze sweeping over Fang Xuan's body. He was very displeased by the latter's calm reaction.
The Enforcers' reputation had been challenged.
"Black Demon, I'll give you a chance to live. Give up today's competition, and you can live. Otherwise, you'll become a ghost under my spear!"
His words were filled with threat, and he emphasized, "This is an order from the King!"
"Cut the crap. Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Fang Xuan's reply was straightforward. His spirit force began to burn, and a golden light rose from his body, emanating a terrifying aura—like a dazzling golden sun!
O'Brien had used his status as an Enforcer to cause trouble for him time and time again. Today, he wanted to stop Fang Xuan from participating in the competition. He didn't know what was good for him. Last time, if it hadn't been for Beowulf's interference, he would have been a corpse.
Since O'Brien is courting death, Fang Xuan can only grant him his wish and send him on his way.
As soon as he thought of this, the spirit force in his entire body surged, and the force beneath his feet exploded, shattering the ground. Borrowing the force of this rebound, he shot forward, transforming into a golden bolt of lightning that flashed through the air, charging aggressively toward O'Brien.
"Haha, you'll regret your choice."
O'Brien sneered. He pointed his silver spear at the southern sky. Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black. Nine rings rose from beneath his feet, and a terrifying aura, like that of an ancient beast, emanated from him.
No wonder O'Brien was so arrogant. It turned out that he had broken through to the Titled rank. A Titled Douluo who could use spirit power had the right to be arrogant. In Slaughter City, he could be said to be invincible.
Fang Xuan's eyes narrowed. He didn't slow down as he continued to charge toward O'Brien. A carefree laugh rang out.
"Titled Douluo, huh… so what? I have killed Titled Douluo!"
A mere rank 91 elementary Titled Douluo. He was worried he wouldn't have enough people to kill and increase his rank. A Titled Douluo had delivered himself to his doorstep. He couldn't have asked for more.
Fang Xuan's killing intent surged. He immediately used all his abilities: his Bluesilver Domain, Ice Domain, Flame Domain, Gravity Domain, and Electromagnetic Domain. Five domains combined into one, sealing O'Brien to the ground.
Then, he directly entered the 'One with the Sword' realm. His entire body ignited with a three-foot-long murderous blade qi, and his fighting strength increased tenfold. He roared, raised Red Rain, and slashed down viciously at O'Brien's head.
"Petty tricks. What can you do to me?!"
O'Brien roared furiously. His eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. His ninth spirit ring suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, and he broke free from Fang Xuan's domain restraints.
"Ninth spirit skill — Godly Spear Slaughtering the Heavens!"
His face was ferocious, and his killing intent was awe-inspiring. He waved his silver spear and unleashed his most vital ninth spirit skill. He viciously clashed with Fang Xuan.
"Boom!"
An ear-shattering sound reverberated through the air. The entire central street instantly collapsed, and an endless storm of killing intent swept out in all directions. Large swaths of houses and buildings were reduced to ashes in this collision.
"Die!"
Fang Xuan let out a cold snort. His fiendish sword emitted a devilish red light, forcibly shattering that silver-blood spear. Then, with a single slash, he chopped O'Brien's body into two halves, causing blood to spray everywhere.
"How is this possible? How can this guy be so strong…"
O'Brien died, filled with disbelief and shock. Like that, a Titled Douluo had been killed under Fang Xuan's blade.
Fang Xuan expended a lot of energy to kill O'Brien when he couldn't use his spirit skills. Not only had he used all five domains, but he had also unleashed a trace of the Demon Blade's divine might. The might of a divine weapon was unparalleled!
Only then was he able to kill O'Brien with a single slash, finishing off this powerful titled opponent.
At the same time, a system notification rang out in his mind:
[Congratulations on killing a Titled Douluo. Reward: 100 million spirit points, 100 million sword draws!]
[Level up successful. Congratulations on reaching Rank 82!]
[Current Rank: 82 (120,000,000/25,000,000]
As he felt the surging spirit power in his body gradually strengthen, Fang Xuan's lips curled into a smile, revealing a gratified expression. Although killing O'Brien had taken some effort, the reward for killing a Titled Douluo was extremely generous. Finally, he had leveled up.
After calmly exhaling, Fang Xuan didn't stay any longer. He quickly turned the corner and hurried toward the Slaughter Arena.