Originally firm and confident, the goal was the championship, but now, such thoughts are utterly gone from my heart, because the person in front of me is Ye Yu!
Hu Liena turned away heavily, feeling unlucky.
Encountering Ye Yu in a match, where he didn't make a move but pressed me down in a game, and now meeting him in the City of Slaughter, winning the championship is impossible.
Ye Yu paid her no further attention and walked through the city, observing most people who were emaciated, almost all men looking weak and thin, while the women seemed slightly better off.
This place was the outer city of the City of Slaughter, not the inner city. To survive here, besides participating in the annual Hell Slaughter Arena battle, there is another way.
No need for explanation, Ye Yu had some understanding of the place—that is to contribute twice the amount of Bloody Mary each month.
Bloody Mary was naturally human blood. As for why the women appeared better than the men, one could imagine the reason. After all, women had those days each month...
The inner city of the City of Slaughter was completely lawless; those who relied on Bloody Mary in the outer city to barely survive could not enter the inner city for free killing.
Only those who survive the Hell Slaughter Arena have the qualification to move around the inner city.
The inner city was where Ye Yu aimed to go, a place where one could face life and death tests at any time.
The City of Slaughter had no food; as for what people ate, it was obvious. They drank human blood and ate human flesh.
Ye Yu soon reached the gate of the inner city. There were no guards here, but few dared to enter, for once inside, it cost lives.
Entering the inner grounds, the atmosphere was entirely different. The outer city was deathly silent; the inner city was opulent, frenzied, chaotic. Painful cries mingled with joyful laughter—this was a playground of sin, where people's most primal desires were unabashed.
Ye Yu entered the inner city and saw a crowd of about a dozen people excitedly shouting. A wretched scream rang out, blood splattered, and the crowd parted as a black silhouette stepped out—it was Hu Liena.
This was the inner city, where slaughter was incessant, especially for newcomers.
At this moment, a tall man covered in scars, as if they were emblems of glory, proving he had survived many battles and killings, walked up.
"Are you going to attack the newcomer?"
"Ha, itching to taste young blood, it's been a long time since I've seen a boy of about fourteen."
Suddenly, some people around cast sympathetic glances at Ye Yu, certain he was doomed.
The man approached, grinning grimly: "Newcomer, if you offer me two cups of Xue Xing Mary yourself, I might spare your life."
Ye Yu retorted coldly, "Who do you think you are?"
The man was momentarily stunned and then sneered.
"Come on, you all tell him who I am."
"Newcomer, he is someone with a record of thirteen battles and thirteen victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena, accomplished in just one year!"
Ye Yu asked indifferently, without a change of expression: "Is that very impressive?"
"Hmph, newcomers are so naive, ignorant enough to think Hell Slaughter Arena is like the Great Fighting Soul City outside? Every battle here is about life and death, with ten participants at a time. Such a record is already extremely strong."
Ye Yu sensed the man's soul power and noted: "A Soul Emperor? Even if you could use Soul Techniques, in my eyes, it's trash, especially here."
"Hmph, you're arrogant for a fourteen-year-old. How high can your Soul Power Level be?"
The man charged forward, his fist whistling out, while Ye Yu met it calmly with his own fist.
In the next second, everyone's eyes widened; they couldn't believe it when they thought Ye Yu was certain to die.
At the moment of impact, it was not Ye Yu but the man who was sent flying.
He flew a hundred meters, emitting a wretched scream with blood spraying, and upon hitting the ground, died instantly.
This left everyone stunned—one punch, instant death.
Disregarding all the shocked gazes, Ye Yu walked toward the Slaughter Arena.
Hu Liena, also heading to the Slaughter Arena, witnessed this scene and felt surprised and heavy-hearted: "He's grown stronger."
At the Slaughter Arena, Hu Liena registered, organized in groups of ten.
Ye Yu registered with his identity card after arriving, intending to quickly claim the championship.
To get the championship, one must achieve a hundred battles and a hundred victories, not an easy feat. Ye Yu knew that the current first-ranked participant had only fought sixty-seven times.
In every match, only one is allowed to survive.
After Ye Yu entered, a match was underway, and inside was Hu Liena, so Ye Yu knew the outcome.
The Slaughter Arena was simple, less impressive than the Fighting Soul Arena; below was a huge hundred square-meter arena, surrounded by spectator seats. The number of spectators was small, barely twenty percent of the seats filled.
Screams were constant; soon, seven bodies were left on the ground.
As Ye Yu expected, Hu Liena emerged victorious, but upon exiting, several sinister-looking people with glinting eyes made their move.
This was quite common; generally, assaults didn't happen within the inner city, only after a match when someone emerged they would be attacked. Because participating in a battle, people ordinarily would not be in peak condition, not at their best. This was the best time to eliminate opponents.
Thus, Slaughter Arena battles were dangerous; winning was equally perilous.
This place was what Hu Liena liked; it was the only way to improve, her eyes coldly fierce as she continued slaughtering.
Ye Yu's journey of slaughter began as well.
Ye Yu's match began, facing nine others who were all in their thirties and forties, looking ferocious.
"Hmph, a newcomer?"
"Looks about fourteen. Though Soul Techniques can't be used here, this is not a place for a young kid like you."
"Seems this battle might be easier."
The match started, with Ye Yu being completely ignored and dismissed by the other nine.
The nine exchanged glances, all veterans, each had fought several battles.
"Before fighting each other, who will kill the kid first? Don't worry, I assure you no sneak attacks while you act."
"Same here, kill that brat and then the nine of us can start the slaughter! Exciting, all having fought a few rounds means the battle should be thrilling."
They revealed bloodthirsty grins, their blood boiling.
"Though he's just a newcomer, killing him requires little effort, but I'm too lazy to move."
"I also disdain the idea of moving."
"Heh... Though this is my second match, I'm definitely the one who'll survive this time. I haven't been here long, but my strength will surely lead me out. The first battle was too boring, all newcomers or those who won just one or two rounds—how dull. As a newcomer, I want to shine through combat and make a name here, instilling fear in others to deter them naturally from attacking a kid like him."
"Hmph, same thoughts, defeating strong opponents to gain fame—I won't move either. Whoever wants, go ahead."
A few didn't even spare Ye Yu a glance, showing extreme disdain.
"Hahaha, boy, how's it feel, being so worthless that no one wants to deal with you? Perhaps you'd feel better after committing suicide."
"Kid, stop standing there without moving, staring at us without saying a word."
Ye Yu folded his arms across his chest, unmoving, saying: "Go ahead, I'll just stand here quietly, watching you nine fools act tough."