Chapter 54: The Fear of the King of Slaughter
Half a year later, the Slaughter City.
"It took half a year to barely reach 52 consecutive victories. No wonder it took the little punk two years to reach the goal of 100 wins."
Looking at his current record, Yang Ziyuan was quite emotional.
Since he reached 50 consecutive victories, the time it took to compete with his opponent in the Slaughter Field has become longer and longer.
In the past six months, his soul power level has only increased by one level.
This is only possible with the blessing of a large number of Bloody Marys.
Because, in this Slaughter City, there are dangers all the time, and he has no spare time to practice.
However, compared to the little punk who only increased his soul power level by one level in two years, he feels that his situation is already very good.
Although the soul power level has not increased much, his fighting skills have greatly improved.
If he faces a soul king, he may not dare to say that he will win if he relies on skills alone. But it is still easy to deal with a soul master!
After all, the soul king is a watershed. The soul king with a ten thousand year soul ring is completely different from an ordinary soul master.
"According to the current matching speed, it may take more than half a year to complete 100 wins!"
Thinking of this, Yang Ziyuan began to think about his next plan.
At the same time, in a dark palace, an old man with white hair sat on the throne.
"Great king, the Abyss Demon Lord has passed another game. His promotion speed is really unimaginable. I'm afraid it won't be long before he can complete 100 wins! Should we send someone to kill him?"
Hearing the black-veiled woman's suggestion, the King of Killing revealed a helpless look in his eyes.
He really didn't want to provoke Yang Ziyuan.
Because, when the other party finished the first game, the black-veiled woman had already brought back his news.
So, with a curious attitude, he secretly observed Yang Ziyuan.
However, it would be better if he didn't look at it, but he was shocked when he saw it.
Through the mark on Yang Ziyuan's forehead, he was 100% sure that the other party was the successor of a certain god's residence.
He knew the gods' residence best.
After all, the person he was possessed by now was the successor of the Shura God!
However, what he couldn't figure out was that this was the trial ground of the Asura God. What was the other party doing here?
Instead of completing the God's test honestly, he went to another God's trial ground to play around. What was this operation?
Although he didn't know the purpose of the other party coming here, the only thing he could be sure of was that he must not provoke this person!
Even if the other party wanted to kill the God's domain, he would not attack him!
After all, he was already hated by the Asura God. If another God came, he might not live through tomorrow!
Don't look at him, he can now possess Tang Chen so easily.
This is actually because he had the help of the Rakshasa God.
Otherwise, he would have been killed by Tang Chen and helped him become a God.
And the Rakshasa God never contacted him again after that.
Therefore, he didn't dare to provoke Yang Ziyuan easily.
After all, he no longer had the support of the God behind him.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, you just fuck all day long! Abyss Demon Lord, is he someone we can afford to offend?"
Hearing the reprimand from the King of Slaughter, the black-veiled woman said innocently, "King, didn't you say that anyone who wants to become a God of Slaughter is the enemy of our Slaughter City? I am doing this for your sake!"
"Alright, alright! From now on, you are not allowed to interfere in matters related to the Abyss Demon Lord. When he wins 100 times, he will leave here through the Hell Road."
He had no choice but to give the order.
Hearing this, the black-veiled woman nodded immediately, indicating that she understood.
Nine months later, the Killing Field of Hell. At
this time, on the killing field, Yang Ziyuan, who was filled with murderous intent, was staring at the other nine people with a pair of slightly red eyes, and his eyes revealed endless coldness and determination.
Seeing this, the other nine people were terrified and their bodies trembled involuntarily.
They felt the strong and suffocating killing intent from Yang Ziyuan, as if they were stared at by a ferocious beast.
The arrangement of the killing field made it impossible for them to escape, and they could only wait for the judgment of fate.
Because this time, they had to face the Abyss Demon Lord who had won ninety-nine consecutive games!
This title not only represents victory, but also symbolizes endless killing and destruction.
Every opponent who had fought against him became a dead soul under his hands.
Even the corpse was devoured by the opponent's martial spirit!
Now, facing this terrifying existence, their hearts were suddenly filled with despair and fear.
In the audience, everyone looked at Yang Ziyuan with excitement.
"Demon Lord of the Abyss, come on! Win this game, and you will be the champion of the Killing Field!"
"Hahaha!! I never thought that I, Li Gang, would also have the opportunity to witness the birth of a legend of a hundred wins!"
"Come on, Demon Lord of the Abyss, don't let us down!"
After seeing Yang Ziyuan's powerful strength, everyone gradually became his fans.
After all, in the Killing City where the strong are respected, the strength shown by Yang Ziyuan perfectly conquered them.
However, after hearing the shouts of the crowd, Yang Ziyuan turned a deaf ear.
At this moment, after a long period of killing, he was already somewhat affected by the killing aura.
If it weren't for the life force of the second martial soul that weakened him a little, I'm afraid he would have fallen into madness long ago.
However, despite this, his mentality has changed a little.
Therefore, he now just wants to end the battle quickly and try to go back and control his killing intent as soon as possible.
With the referee's order, the other nine people started to move.
Although they knew that this was a deadly game, in this case, they could only choose to fight.
Otherwise, they might not have a single hope of survival!
Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan did not want to get entangled with them.
"Annihilate the Stars and Moons!"
As soon as the voice fell, the space around the killing field suddenly fluctuated.
The next second, countless silver space blades attacked the remaining nine people from all directions.
In this case, everyone could only dodge.
Yang Ziyuan took this opportunity to summon the black hole martial spirit.
With the suction of the black hole martial spirit, the faces of the remaining nine people suddenly became ugly.
Under the effect of the suction, their dodging speed was limited, and soon someone was hit by the space blade.
In an instant, blood splattered, and heads flew up one by one.
The next second, their bodies were swallowed up by the black hole.
At the moment the battle ended, a sharp and low voice sounded from all directions.
"Congratulations, Lord of the Abyss, you have successfully won the 100-win championship of the killing field!"
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