Douluo Continent: After seizing the opportunity, I achieved dual godhood.

Chapter 242: 100-game winning streak achieved!

How many people die on the road to hell?

Wen Ning continued walking forward without stopping. "I don't care. All I know is that I won't follow in their footsteps."

She was absolutely certain that she would not die on her way to hell.

Firstly, she was confident in her abilities, and secondly, she had a cheat code.

Leaving aside the heavyweight Yan Yi for the moment, Senior Zi Ji alone is enough.

How many safeguards are in place for her life?

The biggest concern is the King of Slaughter after they successfully pass through Hell Road.

Because at that time, it seemed that disaster was about to befall the city of slaughter.

The King of Slaughter's invitation was ruthlessly rejected, and he was extremely agitated. When the woman entered, she naturally noticed this.

Without needing to ask, the King of Slaughter's attempt to win him over had failed.

She stood nervously where Wen Ning and her companion had stood, her voice tinged with uncertainty, "Should we still schedule their 100th match as normal?"

Unless they are given their 100th match, they will be unable to challenge the Hell Road for a long time.

If they ask later, just say that we haven't gathered everyone yet.

She thought it was a decent plan, but the King of Slaughter ruthlessly rejected it. "No way! Have you forgotten who brought her in? If she finds out, whether the City of Slaughter can still exist is another matter!"

The man's voice was tinged with irritation as he slammed the wine glass he was holding onto the ground with a sharp thud. "Just give them their last match. I want to see if they can walk out of this hellish place alive."

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Three days later, as the last person fell, the Fallen Ones outside the arena began to cheer, shouting the titles they had bestowed upon Wen Ning in the air.

Some were shouting "Death!" and others were screaming, as if it wasn't Wen Ning who had achieved a hundred victories, but rather themselves.

But these voices were quickly drowned out by another authoritative voice: "Congratulations, young challenger."

A deep, sharp voice suddenly came from all directions. The killing intent released by Wen Ning was reversed the moment the voice rang out, and was forced back into her body, causing her face to turn pale for a moment.

The atmosphere in the hellish killing field reached its peak as a blood-red figure descended from the sky.

"Lord of Slaughter! Lord of Slaughter! Lord of Slaughter..."

The shouts had driven the fallen men in the arena hoarse, but they showed no sign of stopping and continued to shout desperately.

Wen Ning hadn't seen the King of Slaughter's true appearance that day, only his back. Now, she had successfully seen his face clearly.

It was a tall man, completely wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak, with a pale face and a pair of completely blood-red eyes.

The body descends slowly from the air, seemingly unaffected by gravity.

Seeing this, Wen Ning was certain that the King of Slaughter was definitely a Title Douluo-level powerhouse.

With five meters remaining from the ground, the King of Slaughter stopped descending, and his deep, sharp voice rang out once more, "Please call 9408."

The other gate of the Hell Slaughter Arena opened, and Wei Changqing, whose eyes were now bloodshot and whose killing intent was beginning to become uncontrollable, walked out from inside.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Even the steps beneath my feet became somewhat heavy.

But the moment he saw Wen Ning, his eyes regained their clarity for a moment.

Wei Changqing stared at the girl not far away and murmured softly, "Xiao Ning..."

(End of this chapter)