Melee archer with maxed-out Douluo luck

Chapter 160 Battle: One Against Seven, Slaughter and Establishing Authority

The token rolled a few more times and came to rest at the feet of a burly man who had just entered.

The eyes of everyone in the room turned to the big man and Han Li, as if they wanted to see what would happen next.

Han Li glanced at the Soul Master opposite him, a man with a muscular physique and a gruesome scar on his forehead, and politely asked, "Excuse me, could you please kick the token over here?"

The atmosphere in the entire dueling arena froze. Not only the burly man on the other side, but even the few people who were just there to watch the excitement were stunned.

Wait, wasn't this pretty boy quite imposing when he came in?

Also, Wang Meng was also trampled under your feet, so why are you being so polite at this time?

From the stands, a voice rang out: "Kid, are you still a baby? Do you think the Hell's Killing Fields are child's play?"

As soon as he said that, the entire stands erupted in laughter. The hellish killing field, which had been relatively quiet just moments before, was now filled with laughter and became as noisy as a vegetable market.

Han Li's smile remained unchanged, but he looked up at the stands, where a short figure was constantly moving between the seats. It was he who had just spoken.

I've found you.

Han Li's smile grew even brighter, leaving everyone who was looking at him somewhat bewildered.

The next second, the short man's head exploded like a watermelon hitting a hard surface, silencing the people around him. They watched as he took a few more steps forward before collapsing.

The people in the stands also noticed the unusual situation, looked over there, and then quickly turned their gazes to Han Li.

As Han Li's gaze swept across the stands, the Hell Slaughter Arena fell silent once more, and no one dared to laugh anymore.

Han Li turned his gaze back to the arena, where the burly man opposite him stood frozen in place.

"You've broken the rules."

The first person to enter glanced at Han Li with a gloomy look, then turned his gaze to the woman in black veil on the stands.

He was speaking to Han Li, but he was actually talking to the woman in the black veil.

However, to his surprise, the woman in the black veil kept her head down and did not react at all even after hearing his words.

"Oh? What did I do wrong? Can you tell me?"

Han Lifang turned his gaze to the first person to enter, his smile unchanged.

"Fighting is prohibited in the stands..."

The first person to enter blurted out, but as he spoke, he suddenly realized what he had said.

Yes, Han Li did it in the arena, not in the stands, and the man's death was rather inexplicable.

Although he suspected that Han Li had attacked the other party with mental power, he had no evidence and, according to the rules, it seemed that he had probably not violated the regulations. However, he could not and dared not do so.

He gritted his teeth, stopped arguing with Han Li, and turned to look at the others in the room.

"Those who don't want to die without knowing why, come and attack him with me later. Damn it, we're already in the fray anyway, if we don't take him down, we're all going to die."

A crimson glint flashed in his eyes, and a murderous aura rose from the depths of his heart. It wasn't the first time he had encountered someone stronger than him, but the one who survived to the end was the winner.

Upon hearing his words, the others did not answer him, but instead turned their gazes to Han Li.

There was no other way; they didn't want to die either. And now it seemed that they had to gather their strength and kill Han Li first before they could even think about surviving.

They started moving around simultaneously, shifting from their previous scattered positions to surrounding Han Li. Of course, they didn't forget to be wary of each other.

Only the burly man opposite him remained motionless, seemingly frightened, standing still with his head down.

clang clang

A loud bell rang throughout the hellish killing field, signaling the start of the official battle.

Almost as soon as the first bell rang, everyone in the arena completed their Martial Soul Possession, maintained a certain distance, and quickly charged towards Han Li.

Of the seven people who attacked Han Li, five had beast-type martial souls and two had weapon-type martial souls.

The first person to enter was a rare elephant-type martial soul, but unlike normal martial souls, his nose had turned into a long, thin straw-like thing covered with blood-red spikes, emitting a strong bloody smell, and constantly opening and closing like a man-eating flower, which was actually a mouthpart rather than a nose.

The other people's martial souls were similar, more or less filled with the smell of blood. Only two people could not be seen to have mutated from their appearance, but the strong smell of blood on their bodies indicated that they were not benevolent.

Among the seven, the first to approach Han Li was a Soul Master whose Martial Soul was a rat. He immediately launched an attack from the rear.

Driven by his soul power, the blood-red teeth suddenly grew larger and rushed towards Han Li's head, intending to pierce through it.

Unfortunately, he was still too slow.

Han Li's body swayed slightly, and then his figure disappeared from the spot.

The attack from the blood-red gnawing teeth missed its target. Han Li had already appeared to the left of the rat-like soul master. A flash of red light appeared, and the rat-like soul master immediately clutched his neck and collapsed, without even bleeding from the wound.

"Hmm, that won't do. It's a bit wasteful. We need to change this habit."

It wasn't until the rat-like Soul Master fell that Han Li realized his habitual attacks didn't work under the rules here; it seemed he needed to restrain his elemental power.

Otherwise, killing without shedding blood isn't a good thing in this place. He won't be responsible for disposing of the bodies; he'll only get the soul energy. The rest will just go to the King of Slaughter, which would be a huge loss.

At this moment, the other fallen soul masters barely reached the spot where Han Li had been standing and saw the fallen body of the rat-like soul master.

"He's an agility-type Soul Master. By compressing his position, we can leave him with no way to avoid it."

Someone shouted that because Han Li had concealed the fluctuations and light of the Ice and Fire Dragon Blade, coupled with his extremely fast speed, the others misjudged the situation, assuming that the twin blades in his hands were taken out of his storage soul tool.

In the City of Slaughter, while storage soul tools are not common, they are not uncommon either. There are still quite a few soul masters who rely on weapons to fight because their own martial souls are not suitable for direct combat.

Clearly, in their eyes, Han Li is that kind of person.

After all, his twin blades were quite ornate, and they didn't gleam, so he probably stole them from somewhere before coming in.

Han Li still had a faint smile on his face. Hearing his words, he did not refute them, but instead took the initiative to bump into the group.

"Explosive Steps"

Han Li's lips moved slightly, but no sound came out. As a cloud of dust rose from the spot, the rat-like soul master at his feet also exploded with his stomp.

Han Li had already appeared in front of the person who was speaking.

The man instinctively swung his claw, but it struck Han Li's icy blade, severing his right forearm. His eyes widened slightly, and his mouth opened, but he hadn't yet uttered a sound.

A flash of light, and his head flew off.

On the other side, just as Han Li crashed into them, a Soul Master wielding a long spear flashed a fierce glint in his eyes and thrust his spear with all his might towards the person who had spoken earlier.

He couldn't keep up with Han Li's speed, but he was gambling that Han Li would prioritize dealing with those who started the instigation.

When Han Li's figure actually appeared in the direction the tip of his spear was pointing, a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

Sure enough, he made the right bet.

Then let's both die together, since we're competitors anyway.

He revealed a ferocious smile, and increased the force in his hand, creating a rapid whooshing sound.

However, the next second, his smile froze on his face.

His spear was blocked by Han Li's fire blade in his right hand, and he didn't expect that person to be so useless. He was killed instantly by Han Li in just one exchange.

To his dismay, Han Li, using the act of killing that person as an excuse, turned around and charged towards him with his right hand, the knife against his spear.

Where the fire blade and the spear made contact, sparks flew out due to Han Li's acceleration and friction, and he confirmed that they had all guessed wrong; the twin blades in Han Li's hands were his martial spirit.

Just as Han Li was about to reach him, he decisively released his spear and quickly retreated, trying to shout out.

Then, he saw Han Li smile at him, and one of the twin swords in his left hand was thrown out, quickly magnified in his eyes, and pierced through his throat.

Another corpse fell to the ground, and Han Li was now completely surrounded by the group.

With a slight movement of his left hand, the ice blade that had been thrown returned to his hand, without a drop of blood on it.

"It looks like you're surrounded by me, isn't it?"

Han Li looked at the two people in front of him with a half-smile, completely ignoring the two people behind him.

"Damn, you're pretending..."

Just as a brutal voice rang out, Han Li's voice disappeared again, and a flaming knife was plunged into his mouth.

Han Li showed no sign of stopping, quietly watching the flames grow stronger and stronger until his entire body was charred black as he convulsed and collapsed.

His expression was somewhat cold.

"I don't like to swear, so from now on, even if you're about to die, you'd better keep your words to yourself."

"He's the first, but he'll definitely not be the last. Believe me, you don't want to know what I'm going to do."

Han Li spoke with his gaze directed at the stands. Those who met his eyes felt the chill in his eyes; some lowered their heads, some turned away, and some even smiled at him. In short, there was a brief silence without anyone arguing back.

Taking this opportunity, the three survivors gathered together, their faces grim.

"Alright, it's your turn."

Han Li looked at the three of them, smiled, and then disappeared from the spot in a flash.

On the other side, behind the burly man who had remained motionless, Han Li's figure appeared, and an ice blade was thrust into his back.

"Next time, when you gather your soul power, make a little less noise. This is the City of Slaughter, how could I forget you?"

A look of resentment and bitterness flashed in the big man's eyes as he collapsed heavily to the ground.

On his right hand, which he had always kept behind his back, a thin, needle-like martial spirit slowly dissipated with his death.

Thirty seconds later, the battle was over.

Han Li didn't expend much effort dealing with the remaining three. He was much faster than them, and he easily caught the other two Fallen Soul Masters with Beast Souls in their mistakes and killed them directly.

The Soul Master who entered at the beginning managed to withstand a few more blows thanks to the characteristics of his Martial Soul, but only a few.

However, this action, in the eyes of those watching from the stands, made them feel even more fearful of Han Li.

This newcomer is extremely vengeful; that's the feeling of most of them.

He only said a few words at the beginning of the game, and then he targeted the enemy. Even though he could have easily killed the enemy, he stabbed him several more times before finally killing him.

As for the unlucky guy named Wang Meng who was thrown in by Han Li, he had long since lost his breath and his body had been thawed, leaving everything behind on the bloody patterns on the ground.

Han Li stood quietly in the arena, feeling the strange energy surging towards him after the battle ended.

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