Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

The two teachers next to him also roared at the top of their lungs:

"Young Master Heng will kill you all!"

"Young Master will avenge us!"

"Long live Blue Lightning!"

The three people's shrill voices pierced through the rainy night, causing the light screen of the image-capturing cube to flicker violently, freezing this crazy scene in time.

The entire room fell silent for a moment.

The only sound was the patter of rain.

The Blue Lightning Clan members who had been cursing them suddenly opened their eyes and stared blankly at the three teachers they had called traitors.

Gao Tai's face was twisted and deformed.

He was played!

In front of everyone, he was made a fool of like a monkey by three mentors who weren't even Soul Kings!

"court death!!!"

Gao Tai roared and slammed his palm onto Zhao Ming's crown.

The violent soul power shattered Zhao Ming's skull, causing him to bleed from all seven orifices and die instantly.

The Tiandou soldiers who had reacted quickly opened fire, turning the other two teachers into a swarm of bees.

But even as they lay in the mud, their eyes remained fixed on the direction of the photo cube, and a mocking smile even lingered on their lips.

Another burst of rain.

The Blue Lightning Clan erupted in deafening laughter.

"Hahaha! Well said!"

"Kill all of Tiandou's dogs!"

"Young Master will avenge us!"

"Long live Young Master Heng!"

The prisoners, covered in blood, laughed wildly in the torrential rain.

Their voices merged together, creating a wave of sound.

No one cared about the impending death; they were all shouting that name.

Yu Xiaoheng.

Gao Tai was so angry that he trembled all over. He held the Rubik's Cube that had recorded all the crazy scenes in his hand and smashed it on the ground.

"Kill them all!"

Gao Tai hysterically drew his long sword and roared at the soldiers, "Leave no one alive! Chop them all into mincemeat!"

The massacre began.

The spears and swords of the Heavenly Warriors rained down.

Blood stained the entire open space.

The severed limbs rolled in the mud and water.

……

At the same time.

Hellish Slaughter Field.

The pungent smell of blood filled the air. The spectators in the surrounding stands were already numb, unable to even utter the most basic cheers, their eyes fixed intently on the ring.

The center of the arena was a scene of utter chaos.

This was Bibi Dong and her companions' 100th battle.

Because Yu Xiaoheng forcibly absorbed the divine power of the Asura and Rakshasa, the array at the bottom of the Slaughter City was on the verge of collapse, and a large amount of divine power overflowed, causing the Fallen Ones in the inner city to undergo terrifying mutations.

Those lying on the arena were all enormous mutated monsters covered in scales or tentacles.

Bibi Dong stood amidst the corpses of several monsters.

Dark purple Rakshasa soul power coiled around her arms. This pure evil power was the nemesis of all mutated monsters.

Just now, a three-headed mutant with the physical strength of a Contra Douluo pounced on her. Bibi Dong merely sneered, and her Rakshasa Soul Power transformed into a giant claw, instantly crushing its three heads. The mutant's mutated martial soul couldn't even withstand a second of the Rakshasa divine power, instantly corroding into a pool of black liquid.

Not far away, Rou'er shoved the short blade back into its sheath at her waist.

At her feet lay two enemies, their heads severed. Rou'er's uncanny movements allowed her to execute two near-perfect throat-slitting maneuvers within the confined space. No unnecessary movements, only deadly strikes.

Shui Yun'er and Shui Lingxi supported each other as the illusory water dragon that had been swirling around them dissipated.

Chapter 516 Enhanced Version of the Road to Hell

The two sisters were panting. They had just used their domineering aura, combined with their powerful physiques modified by the blood of the true dragon, to freeze the mutated beast-like creature, which was burning with poisonous fire, and then smash it into ice shards.

As the last mutated monster fell.

Above the arena, a token radiating a dazzling light slowly floated down and hovered in mid-air.

The number 100 was engraved on it in blood.

One hundred consecutive wins.

achieved.

Heavy footsteps echoed from the players' tunnel.

Yu Xiaoheng, dressed in a clean black long robe, slowly walked out of the shadows of the passage.

He looked up at the token and nodded in satisfaction.

He had already completed his 100-win streak two days prior.

He hasn't been in a rush to take the next step these past few days; he's been waiting. Waiting for Bibi Dong, waiting for the Shui sisters, waiting for Rou'er. He's dragging everyone's performances to the same pace.

Yu Xiaoheng walked up the steps to the arena and came to the four people.

"You've worked hard." He glanced at the Shui sisters' slightly pale faces.

Shui Yun'er shook her head and wiped the sweat from her forehead: "If these monsters hadn't mutated so drastically, we wouldn't have had to fight them so hard."

Bibi Dong coldly replied, "The monsters from just now were more than three times more resistant to attacks than when I came here before."

Yu Xiaoheng remained silent.

He certainly knew why the formation was in disarray.

The divine power of Asura and Rakshasa was originally intended to strengthen the killers, but he used it as material to complete the Golden Dragon Element Tempering Technique, continuously draining and permanently refining it. The current Killing City is like a leaky wooden bucket.

Although the six divine powers within him could not circulate perfectly due to the lack of the power of the Sea God, this high-intensity absorption still caused his physical strength to undergo incredible transformations every day.

Just then.

The red mist above the entire hellish killing field suddenly began to churn violently.

The fallen ones in the surrounding stands seemed to have all their strength drained away, collapsing into their seats, too scared to even breathe.

A gigantic, blood-red bat phantom with a wingspan exceeding ten meters swooped down from the red mist.

As it approached the arena, the bat phantom suddenly disintegrated, turning into a shower of blood.

A tall, imposing man stepped through the rain of blood onto the high platform directly in front of the arena.

King of Slaughter.

They've finally shown up.

"Yu Xiaoheng".

A strange sound was heard.

Yu Xiaoheng raised his head and looked directly at the ruler of the City of Slaughter.

"You could have ended this tedious game long ago, but you chose to linger on my turf." The King of Slaughter looked down at him. "Are you waiting for them?"

"Since we came together, we should leave together," Yu Xiaoheng replied decisively.

The King of Slaughter stared at him, a strange light flashing in his red eyes.

"Actually, I should thank you. In the past few months, a large number of mad, mutated corrupted beings have appeared in the inner city. These scum have tainted my killing field."

"You helped me get rid of most of the trouble, which was a great help."

The King of Slaughter spread his arms wide, his blood-red cloak billowing wildly behind him.

I admire strong people.

"The great King of Slaughter can grant you special privileges. I hereby grant you the privilege of becoming guests of the Slaughter City. You can freely enter and leave this city without having to traverse that hellish path of certain death."

Upon hearing this, all the Fallen Ones in the stands widened their eyes.

Freedom to enter and exit the killing city?

This is a blessing that has never been seen before and is unique in the thousands of years that the City of Slaughter has existed.

But Yu Xiaoheng didn't even raise an eyebrow after hearing this.

"unnecessary."

He refused without hesitation, without even a second's thought.

The smile on the King of Slaughter's face vanished, replaced by murderous intent.

Do you know what you're rejecting?

Yu Xiaoheng looked at the King of Slaughter, "What we want is the God of Slaughter Domain."

He had read the original Douluo Continent novel, and regardless of the reason, agreeing to stay was definitely a mistake.

The air pressure in the entire killing field dropped sharply.

The King of Slaughter stared at Yu Xiaoheng, the red light on his body flickering.

"Arrogant mortals."