Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

In the blink of an eye, we have entered the depths of October.

In a dark corner of what was known as the "Slaughter City," in a dimly lit room, Tang San slowly retracted his blood-stained Eight Spider Lances, his gaze sweeping over the cold, lifeless corpse on the ground.

His expression was indifferent and stiff, without a trace of emotion on his face, except for a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, as if he were silently reciting something unspeakable.

"My soul power has reached level 60..." he muttered to himself. This time, he had devoured a Soul Saint. In the past two years, he had devoured countless lives.

The passing of life no longer affected him; all that remained in his mind was a calm realization: only by constantly absorbing the power of others could he improve his cultivation, recover his soul power and injuries, and survive in this merciless world.

As he continuously devoured life forms and accumulated killing intent within his body, his Eight Spider Lances indeed underwent a transformation. Their strength was no longer comparable to what it once was, and the speed and efficiency of their devouring had significantly improved.

As a result, the strength of his physical body and his cultivation level rapidly increased. Since stepping onto this bloody land, he has cultivated from the initial level 55 to the current level 60, making remarkable progress in just two years.

These two years of carnage finally made him understand why he had failed before. The skills and combat experience gained from this endless slaughter were something he could never have experienced in the tranquil environment of a Soul Master Academy. Now, he could confidently assert that his combat strength was at least twice what it used to be, a gap as vast as an chasm. In a life-or-death battle, he only needed one move to easily finish off his former self.

"Almost there, almost there, I'll achieve my goal soon. Ning Fengzhi, Leosley, Spirit Hall, you just wait!" Amidst his surging thoughts, he casually dragged the corpse, walked straight out of the room, and threw the body away without hesitation.

Just then, a staff member from the Hell Killing Arena, dressed in a dark uniform, stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the 100th duel has been completed, and the match is scheduled for tomorrow morning."

"Hmm." Tang San responded lightly, then turned and went back into the dark room, seemingly having returned everything to silence, preparing to face the impending storm.

But then he suddenly remembered something and started walking towards the Hell Killing Fields.

"It seems like Xiaobai has a match today, I need to hurry over and check it out."

Dai Mubai is still useful; he can't die now.

Whether it's his influence or his current role as a protector in the Hell Slaughter Arena, Tang San needs him.

So even if Dai Mubai is going to die, he has to wait until he gets out of here before he dies!
In addition, Dai Mubai is becoming more and more cautious. Although he cultivates using Soul Masters in a very secretive way, the City of Slaughter is not that big in a certain sense, so it is not difficult for Dai Mubai to find him. Last time when he captured a Soul King, he was almost discovered by him.

If Tang San hadn't been quick-witted, and if Dai Mubai hadn't been afraid of death, Tang San would definitely have had a life-or-death battle with him.

Therefore, it's best for Dai Mubai to stay in the Hell Slaughter Arena.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Demon Cat has defeated nearly 900 opponents in a row and remains undefeated in the Hell Slaughter Arena! Can she continue her legend? Let's wait and see!"

As soon as the host's voice rang out, the atmosphere in the entire Hell Killing Arena was instantly ignited, and the audience's emotions soared.

The King of Slaughter watched from the stands with a smile on his face. His eyes flickered, as if he had thought of something extraordinary.

It's been two years, and I've almost finished the medication, although it's been a bit slow.
Ultimately, it was effective.

"Let's welcome Miss Demon Cat and her opponent!"

The host's voice echoed through the venue, igniting the audience's enthusiasm. Their eyes were glued to the scene, their faces beaming with excitement. The air grew warmer with the audience's passion, as if even their breath was on fire.

Zhu Zhuqing slowly walked onto the arena, her eyes radiating powerful confidence and composure. She wore a black, tight-fitting battle suit that perfectly showcased her figure. At the same time, a tall man also stepped onto the arena. His eyes were filled with caution and wariness, and he exuded the bloodthirsty aura unique to the City of Slaughter.

The audience's attention was highly focused, and the atmosphere was tense and frozen.

It's truly awe-inspiring that a girl, and such a beautiful girl, could act so cleanly and efficiently.

"Damn it, Zhu Zhuqing is here too."

Dai Mubai, who was making preparations, was also a little flustered.

Since Zhu Zhuqing left their group, we've rarely heard from her.

Dai Mubai and Tang San have been keeping a low profile for the past two years, especially after the enforcement team increased its patrol efforts, they have become even more discreet.

Even Zhu Zhuqing was unaware of this in the City of Slaughter.

Actually, this was also arranged by the King of Slaughter; it was an unexpected but fortunate outcome.

Originally, they had only agreed to Leosley's request to let the law enforcement team deliberately give them extra attention, but these Fallen Ones thought that the King of Slaughter was going to make some big move, so they increased the patrol intensity, which made Tang San and his group feel a little threatened.

The main reason is that there are so many matches in the Hellfire Arena every day, so the chances of running into each other are already small. With so many people using back channels, the chances are even smaller.

Shura wants it to open the back door, and Leosley also wants it to open the back door. What can it do?
They can't use their soul skills now. Those law enforcement teams can handle one or two, but they can't defeat more than one or two.

Soul skills are the lifeblood of a Soul Master. Without them, their strength would drop by at least half, let alone in the Hell Slaughter Arena.

After considering it, Dai Mubai decided to leave and wait for the next match.

One reason is that they don't want to fight, and another is that they can't win.

Okay, the main problem is that we can't beat them.

The City of Slaughter only seals soul skills, but it does not seal self-created soul skills or soul power.

He, Dai Mubai, lacks Tang San's wisdom; he hasn't even created a single soul skill in all his years.

Zhu Zhuqing's gaze was calm and indifferent; she was already used to such scenes and environments. Her eyes radiated a powerful confidence and composure, as if everything was under her control.

She walked slowly onto the ring, her steps steady and composed, as if she had already anticipated what was about to happen.

"Finally, one's gone." The King of Slaughter slumped into the luxurious chair, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Its eyes gleamed with excitement, its heart filled with both感慨 (feelings of mixed emotions) and joy. It hadn't expected Leosley to leave so suddenly, nor had it anticipated that the other party might have already foreseen Zhu Zhuqing's victory.

If it were to tamper with anything, wouldn't it explode? (End of Chapter)