Half a year passed in a flash. The killing of Oscar and Dugu Yan never stopped and continued without pause.
At this moment inside the Hell Slaughter Arena, Oscar was already surrounded by nine people. By now he had long since become the greatest threat in their eyes, because his number of victories far surpassed theirs. He had already achieved seventy wins, which meant that the number of people who had died at Oscar's hands had exceeded a thousand.
Including the first month, Oscar and Dugu Yan had now been in the City of Slaughter for seven months. In just seven months, Oscar had achieved seventy consecutive victories.
This meant that he averaged at least ten matches every month. For the City of Slaughter, this was something that had happened only once in thousands of years.
Although Dugu Yan was slightly weaker than Oscar, she had still won sixty-five matches, only five fewer than Oscar.
At this time, the other nine people in the Hell Slaughter Arena had already encircled Oscar tightly. Their eyes were fierce but weak inside, because they knew that if they did not kill Oscar first, none of them would survive.
The fearsome reputation of the God of War had long since become recognized throughout the City of Slaughter.
After consuming a Dark Demon Evil God Tiger sausage, a trace of blood-red appeared in Oscar's cold dark pupils. A chilling, bloodthirsty killing intent spread from his body in an instant. This was the aura of slaughter Oscar had accumulated and comprehended through endless killing over seven months.
Closing his eyes, he seemed to enjoy the trembling of the fallen ones around him. Only by constantly struggling on the edge of life and death could one understand the true essence of real combat.
Roars and howls erupted. Nine voices sounded from nine directions at once as his opponents lunged at Oscar in the center.
Oscar suddenly opened his eyes. Watching nine men rush at him from nine different directions did not disturb his mind in the slightest.
His figure flickered like an illusion. His feet seemed to be fitted with springs. Relying on his terrifying explosive power, his body flashed instantly before one of his opponents.
The next moment, the steel blade in that man's hand was already embedded in his own neck.
With a sidestep, a kick, and his right hand striking out, Oscar's terrifyingly sharp claws slashed another man's head.
His body twisted and shifted several times. Oscar held back nothing. In the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger form, almost his entire body was a weapon. His tiger claws lashed out, his scorpion tail whipped about. In just one round, only two opponents remained on the field.
The last two were the strongest among the nine, both possessing the cultivation of Soul Saints.
But here, soul power level was not everything, because even ordinary people had the chance to fight against regular soul masters.
If they could use soul skills, perhaps the two might pose a slight threat to Oscar. But this was the City of Slaughter, where all soul skills were nullified.
Having been tempered by three immortal herbs, two external soul bones, one head soul bone, and spirit rings absorbed far above his level, Oscar's physical strength far surpassed theirs. His body could rival that of a level ninety-two Title Douluo, an insurmountable mountain here.
Soul power was important, but without soul skills, it had no absolute role in battle.
Moreover, although Oscar was only a Soul Emperor, the depth of his soul power was already close to that of a Soul Douluo.
The two opponents moved at the same time, targeting Oscar. With their strong soul power, they rushed at him from two angled directions.
Their spiritual force had completely locked onto this terrifying God of War with seventy consecutive victories, almost invincible. They knew that victory or defeat would be decided here and now, and they would have only this one chance.
Oscar's lips curved upward. His strong legs burst with power, propelling him forward like a cannonball. He rushed first at the soul master wielding a large hammer.
His tiger claw, flashing with thunder and black light, knocked the hammer aside. His other claw, swirling with a hurricane, tore the man into six pieces.
Then he spun, erupted once more, and the same scene repeated. Less than a minute after the battle began, only Oscar's figure remained standing at the center of the stage.
"God of War! God of War! God of War!"
Countless fallen ones erupted in cheers. Although they feared Oscar's power and cold-bloodedness, that did not lessen their excitement.
The battle was over. Seventy-one victories. Oscar was one step closer to one hundred wins.
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Oscar left the stage. Dugu Yan, who had been in the stands, was already waiting at the entrance of the Hell Slaughter Arena. Because she was there, no one else dared to come close.
Seeing Oscar, Dugu Yan waved to him. When he reached her side, she took his arm without the slightest care for the bloodstains on him.
"Congratulations, Little Ao. You are one step closer to one hundred wins. It won't be long before we can enter the Hell Road," Dugu Yan said affectionately.
Oscar smiled helplessly and replied, "Sister, I'm afraid our chances to participate in the Hell Slaughter Arena will become fewer from now on. I had to wait an entire week for today's match. If those people were not near the end of their one-year limit, I might have had to wait even longer."
At first, Oscar thought it would take more than a year to reach one hundred victories and then challenge the Hell Road. But as his and Dugu Yan's strength grew and their fame spread, whenever they registered for a match, almost no one else wanted to sign up.
Because in matches involving the God of War and the Venom Queen, for others, death was almost the only outcome.
Dugu Yan shook her head and said, "This is something we can only leave to fate. It's not something we can force."
"Let's go," Oscar said, as he and Dugu Yan walked away from the Hell Slaughter Arena.
No one dared to ambush them anymore. Whenever others saw them, they avoided them from far away. Now, the names of Oscar and Dugu Yan were known throughout the City of Slaughter. No one dared to provoke the misfortune of the "two villains."
The titles of God of War and Venom Queen now echoed across the entire City of Slaughter. Even figures such as the Mad Blade King, Evil Dragon King, Green Snake, and Spider King had reputations slightly inferior to theirs.
This was because the Mad Blade King and the others did not devote themselves entirely to victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena. Instead, they focused their efforts inside the Slaughterhouse itself.
Although Oscar and Dugu Yan had formed an alliance with them, they did not remain inside as constantly as those others.
Back at their courtyard, Oscar and Dugu Yan each meditated and cultivated. Even here, they wasted not a single moment.
The killing aura condensed in the City of Slaughter had little effect on them. Both could suppress it without much difficulty.
Especially since Oscar had absorbed a fifty-thousand-year Spirit Condensing Wisdom Skull, and because they could rely completely on each other with absolute trust, so far neither of them had been influenced by the aura of slaughter.
Of course, the fundamental reason was that they had never eaten any food from the City of Slaughter. For over seven months, they had only eaten the supplies they brought with them. Thus, they were unaffected.
In addition, Oscar and Dugu Yan had brought plenty of spirit elixirs, so their lives here were relatively comfortable. Though Dugu Yan's spiritual power was not as strong as Oscar's, with the help of the elixirs, she was also little affected.
Now, more than seven months later, Oscar's soul power had risen from level sixty-two to an astonishing level sixty-seven. In seven months he had gained five levels, the equivalent of more than one level per month.
Even with such rapid improvement, his soul power was not unstable but instead solid and steady.
Oscar's rapid progress was naturally due to the soul power he absorbed and refined in the Hell Slaughter Arena and the Slaughterhouse.
Dugu Yan had also reached level sixty-seven, keeping pace with Oscar. But one must not forget that she had originally been one level higher than him.
The reason Oscar had caught up was because of the Spirit Condensing Wisdom Skull he absorbed.
That said, Dugu Yan also possessed three soul bones: one external soul bone and one one-hundred-thousand-year soul bone. Her foundation surpassed that of countless other soul masters.
Compared to Oscar and Dugu Yan, even those like the Mad Blade King who stayed in the Slaughterhouse every day could not match their improvement, because their absorption efficiency could not compare.
Of course, if those people ignored their own condition and forcibly absorbed soul power, they could also progress quickly. But in that case, it would not take long before they went mad, becoming lunatics who knew only killing.
The soul power within the Slaughterhouse was not without side effects. Over the past half year, Oscar had gathered much useful information and had at least confirmed that the Mad Blade King and the others were definitely not good people. They were secretly plotting something mysterious. They had not revealed their fangs only because the time was not yet right.
But Oscar was not worried. He already had ways to deal with them. When the time came, he would simply block soldiers with generals and stop water with earth.
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