Douluo: Tang Hao kills me, the son pays for the father's debt

Chapter 101: Dark Moments in the City of Slaughter
The battle just now made everyone realize Mo Bai's true strength. Now his notoriety for being a vicious person has been deeply rooted in people's minds. Even though he is seriously injured now, no one dares to go over to check.

After returning to his residence safely, Mo Bai broke off the half-broken knife that was stuck in his chest and threw it casually on the ground. Then he took off all his blood-soaked clothes and luxuriously used some clean water to clean his body.

When Mo Bai finished cleaning up, except for his pale face, there was no scar on his body. And this was caused by excessive consumption of soul power.

It turned out that the scene before he left was a play he directed and performed himself. The props were all ready-made, and Mo Bai was just using local materials.

The reason for the corpse-pretending came from Mo Bai's communication with the power of ice, which froze the inside of the corpse completely. He just controlled the corpse by controlling his clone, but his technique was a little unfamiliar, and the movements of the corpse seemed a little unnatural.

Fortunately, Mo Bai had his back to the audience, blocking part of his view, and the distance was far enough that given the audience's carelessness, few people would pay attention to these details.

After resting for two days, Mo Bai returned to the Hell Killing Field again. Although his face was still pale, he was in good spirits. There was just a blood stain on his clothes on his chest, which looked very fresh.

This is the new outfit Mo Bai designed for himself. The blood was borrowed from an unlucky guy, who was sent away by Mo Bai because he didn't cooperate well.

Mo Bai pretended nothing had happened and handed over his number plate. After registering, he quietly walked into the corridor and waited.

Because they have been cheated by Mo Bai so many times, everyone has psychological trauma. If they hadn't seen Mo Bai being stabbed with their own eyes, they would not believe that Mo Bai would be seriously injured.

The more relaxed Mo Bai appeared now, the more everyone thought that Mo Bai was seriously injured.

After a while, the team of ten people was gathered together, and everyone looked excited, as if they could get the whole world by killing Mo Bai.

As the iron bars fell, the competition officially began. As if they had discussed it beforehand, the nine people showed ferocious looks and rushed towards Mo Bai together.

Mo Bai did not hide his weakness and directly sent out dozens of flying swords to kill the nine people.

“Dangdang.”

The sound of iron colliding was endless, and Mo Bai's flying sword was constantly knocked away. As expected, those who dared to challenge Mo Bai now were all very capable.

Mo Bai's energy was greatly consumed and his face became even uglier, but he seemed to have no other choice but to continuously increase the number of flying swords.

Although the nine people were struggling to resist, they seemed to have seen the hope of victory. As long as they exhausted Mo Bai's soul power, the final victory would belong to them.

Mo Bai curled his lips inwardly. If it wasn't for the purpose of being able to participate in the competition normally in the future, there would be no need for him to play with them. The flying sword he sent out now had less than one percent of its normal power.

At a certain moment, Mo Bai seized the flaws of several people, added some power to the flying sword, and sent the nine people on the opposite side to death one by one.

Although the game took a long time, Mo Bai finally won.

Next, Mo Bai continued the game in the same way. After each game, Mo Bai's momentum became weaker. After the sixth game, he finally couldn't hold on anymore.

After resting for a while, Mo Bai walked out of the hell killing field. Seeing that there was still a tail following him, he felt annoyed.

In order to prevent the last incident from happening again, Mo Bai suddenly sped up, rushed into an alley, and after twists and turns, he got rid of the person behind him.

Mo Bai felt that his previous residence was not safe, so he moved to a new place. In the next few days, Mo Bai's life was not bad. He could at least play one or two games every day. Now he has won a total of 58 games.

Although Mo Bai had good acting skills, people discovered the clues over time. For several months in a row, Mo Bai was unable to get into any competition.

So far, Mo Bai has been in the City of Slaughter for almost a year, and he is still forty-two games away from achieving 100 wins. Judging from the current situation, he will not be able to leave here even until the day he dies.

On this day, Mo Bai was kicked out of the Hell Killing Field by the staff again. This was not the first time. The reason was that as soon as he signed up, the entire Hell Killing Field would stop operating and no one dared to participate in the competition.

The staff all have performance requirements. The final outcome of failing to complete the task can only be death. Expelling Mo Bai was also a last resort. Now, in addition to the Ice Demon, Mo Bai was also given the nickname of the Plague God by the staff.

Mo Bai walked on the street bored. He was not worried about who followed him. Of course, no one dared to follow him now, unless they didn't want to live anymore.

Due to the long-term influence of murderous aura, Mo Bai's emotions are now very unstable. He is particularly prone to anger and wants to kill people when he is angry.

Today was another gloomy day. Mo Bai was in a very bad mood. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Just then he saw a few men and women happily playing games in a corner of an alley.

Mo Bai's face was gloomy. If a dog passed by him now, he would probably get slapped. How could he tolerate others being more excited than him?

The soul power surged, and more than a dozen red ice swords appeared around Mo Bai. It seemed that even his sword energy could not escape the erosion of murderous aura.

With a slight wave of his hand, the ice sword quickly killed those people. Mo Bai had no intention of showing mercy at all. There was no need to think about the fate of those people.

Mo Bai left without looking back. If you were more careful, you might notice the red light flashing in his eyes.

Mo Bai killed people as he walked, not letting go of anyone who appeared in his sight. He gradually let go, wanting to use this method to vent his depression.

As more and more people were killed, Mo Bai's eyes were completely infected by the murderous aura and turned red, and he became crazy.

Now, Mo Bai is no longer satisfied with the status quo and has begun to actively search the inner city. No matter where they are hiding or what they are doing, as long as he finds them, he will kill them all, and his methods are extremely cruel.

The incident escalated, and Mo Bai had no intention of stopping. Many people noticed his abnormality and organized a siege, but even if thousands of people came together, they could not change the outcome of being massacred.

The next three days were the darkest moments in the City of Slaughter. Mo Bai had killed no less than 20,000 people in the inner city. People began to get scared and started fleeing to the outer city.

But no one could fly, and the originally wide and magnificent city gate seemed so narrow in front of tens of thousands of people. People were in a panic, and countless people fell down and never had a chance to get up again.

At this moment, Mo Bai seemed to smell something and chased after him with murderous aura. The terrifying thing was that the murderous aura around him had become substantial and was about to form a field.

Mo Bai's face was no longer recognizable, and his long silver hair had lost its previous color, sticking randomly to his clothes and skin. The blood covering his body had long since dried up and turned into thick armor.

"Jie Jie"

Mo Bai is in a very excited state now. He holds the Bloody Frost Sword in his left hand and looks at the crowd who are scrambling to escape with bloodshot eyes. From time to time, he lets out a few inhuman laughs, and his appearance is more terrifying than the evil spirits from hell.

(End of this chapter)