Douluo Continent: A Moment of Godhood and Demonhood, Inheriting the Dual Godhoods of Good and Evil

Chapter 120 The First Deadly Battle, Good and Evil Asura

Enter the Hell Slaughter Arena

The inner arena appeared very simple, with only a thin iron fence separating the audience seating from the underground arena. Six people had already died in this round of fighting, leaving only four severely wounded Soul Masters struggling for their lives.

The spectators in the stands cheered; the bloody and brutal fighting was a kind of enjoyment for them.

The girl in black veil led Qian Renxin and the others to their seats.

Qian Renxue looked uncomfortable, her delicate brows furrowed, but she was trying to adapt.

Having decided to come to this place, one must naturally accept reality.

She wasn't on vacation; as the future adjudicator elder of the Spirit Hall, the blood on her hands was certainly not small.

About ten minutes had passed.

The battle among the Soul Masters in the stands finally came to a conclusion, with only one seemingly weaker Soul Master emerging victorious.

This is the rule of a life-or-death battle among ten people: the strongest person is often the target of concentrated attacks, while the weaker person may still have a chance to survive if they preserve their strength.

"Clang clang clang..."

The bells of the arena rang slowly and rhythmically.

Pure white essence emanated from the remaining nine corpses. Then, the thin soul master stood in the middle of the arena. The white essence flowed into his whole body, and it was obvious that his physique had increased by more than one point.

"This is also one of the rules of the Hell Slaughter Arena. The winner can receive a portion of soul power as compensation, since it is impossible to cultivate soul power normally in a place like the Slaughter City."

The girl in the black veil explained.

"I understand. Please register me; I want to participate in the next round."

After understanding the general situation, Qian Renxin stood up and calmly said,

He didn't like the atmosphere of the Killing City; the important thing was to complete a hundred victories as soon as possible, so he naturally didn't want to waste a moment.

"Are you... sure you want to participate in the life-or-death battle now, without waiting and seeing any further?"

The girl in black veil couldn't help but remind her.

Qian Renxin nodded slightly, and she said no more. She quickly logged in Qian Renxin's information.

The next match started soon after.

"Be careful, if things get really bad, release Little Dark."

Qian Renxue whispered her instructions.

Although she knew that with Qian Renxin's abilities, most of the opponents here would be unable to handle him, it was still a life-or-death battle in a ten-person free-for-all, and some unexpected events were inevitable.

Qian Renxin stepped onto the stage, holding the Divine Demon Greatsword in his hand. The massive sword was as tall as him, giving off a considerable sense of oppression.

The remaining nine Soul Masters also went up on stage, each looking fierce and menacing, none of them wanting to be seen as easy prey.

After all, in a chaotic battle to the death, the Soul Master who is targeted first is usually the first to die.

Seeing that none of them dared to make a rash move

Qian Renxin sighed and leaped up, raising his greatsword to attack the nearest person first.

He was a middle-aged Soul Master, carrying a wood-chopping knife. Perhaps due to the large number of people he had killed, the blood on the blade was indelible.

"You little brat, you think I'm the first pushover!"

He said with a hint of anger that he was a four-time consecutive winner and had already gained some recognition in the inner city, yet he was provoked by a newcomer.

He raised his wood-chopping knife, preparing to take Qian Renxin's blow head-on.

When the two collided, he only felt the machete in his hand break with a crisp sound, then he felt dizzy and lost consciousness.

To outsiders, Qian Renxin's sword strike seemed to have cleaved him and his woodcutter's axe in two.

Seeing that the other party was dead,

Qian Renxin coldly withdrew his gaze and turned to the others.

Seeing that Qian Renxin had secured the first kill, the others also chose their opponents and began to fight, forming alliances with familiar Soul Masters.

However, no one dared to take the initiative to fight Qian Renxin, after all, his previous move had already proven that his strength was probably above everyone else's.

Qian Renxin was happy to have some peace and quiet, watching them fight it out.

When only about five Soul Masters remained, the situation was very clear: they were paired up, except for Qian Renxin, who was still alone.

A female Soul Master was the first to suggest, pointing at Qian Renxin and saying:

"Stop fighting! Eliminate this guy first, otherwise continuing the fight will only let him reap the benefits!"

"That's right, he's probably the strongest among us, we have to get rid of him first!" another man chimed in.

The other two Soul Masters also raised their weapons and faced Qian Renxin, ready to attack at any moment.

Seeing the other four Soul Masters eyeing him covetously,

Qian Renxin chuckled and hoisted the Divine Demon Greatsword onto his back.

………………

ten minutes later,

Unharmed, Qian Renxin beheaded the last man, calmly wiped the blood off his greatsword, and then walked to the center of the arena.

The bell above the arena rang again, like joyous celebration for those who had survived, congratulating the survivors who had narrowly escaped death.

A mysterious white mist rose above the nine corpses, gathering towards the center of the arena.

Soon, he felt a pure power surge into his body.

He used all that power to enhance his physical abilities, because in this city of slaughter, physical strength was the primary factor for victory.

Absorbing the soul power of others isn't particularly powerful; it's not as satisfying as having a piece of thousand-year-old whale glue.

However, he has developed a resistance to whale glue; only whale glue from whales over ten thousand years old can have any effect, while thousand-year-old whale glue is almost ineffective.

Therefore, we should not overlook this way of improving ourselves.

"Congratulations to Good and Evil Asura on your victory! You're currently on a winning streak!"

The host on stage shouted,

"Good and Evil Asura" was the nickname Qian Renxin gave himself before taking the throne, and it seems to suit him quite well.

Qian Renxue's nickname is the Arbiter, which corresponds to her Angelic Martial Soul.

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In this single battle, Qian Renxin amassed over a hundred skull badges and gained numerous privileges, such as basic housing allocation.

"Should I go and fight too?" Qian Renxue hesitated.

"Not for now. We'll take you outside to experience your first murder before you go on stage to challenge the life-or-death duel."

Qian Renxin stopped him,

The first time you kill someone, you need to build up your psychological defenses, but once you're in a life-or-death struggle, there's no time for psychological counseling.

Qian Renxue nodded, understanding that what he said made sense.

"You can leave now. We have a general understanding of the rules of the Killing City. Thank you for your answers over the past few days."

Qian Renxin turned to the girl in black veil and said,

After all, the other party was a member of the King of Slaughter, and he couldn't really trust him.

"Alright then."

The girl in black veil stood up, and after taking a few reluctant steps, she couldn't help but turn back to Qian Renxin and say, "There's one more thing. A strong player who achieves fifty consecutive victories can request the Hell Messenger to serve them..."

After saying that, she left quickly, looking embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)