Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

The Hellish Slaughter Arena is the ultimate place for life-or-death struggles.

"Boom!" A deafening roar echoed through the air as the last opponent was reduced to a bloody pulp under the relentless attack, blood splattering everywhere, highlighting the brutal scene.

"Congratulations, young Asura King, and Blood Tiger." A slightly shrill voice seemed to come from all directions, echoing like a ghost in this gloomy space.

"No need for further words, King of Slaughter, open the entrance to the Road to Hell. Haven't I experienced enough death in the past two years? Rather than running away, I yearn to face it." Tang San faced the summons of the King of Slaughter with a calm expression and a fearless determination in his eyes, as if at this moment, he had already become one with this realm of death.

"That's right, after a hundred matches, shouldn't you let us out?" Dai Mubai's voice carried a hint of nervousness. Despite having experienced countless battles, he still couldn't help feeling uneasy facing this supreme expert. Perhaps his personality was deeply ingrained; he always held the strong in awe and could only raise his fist in front of the weak.

"If that's how it is, then so be it." The King of Slaughter's voice was like a cold night wind. Before he finished speaking, a terrifying killing intent spread from his body like a red mist, and the surrounding air suddenly became heavy and oppressive.

The audience in the stands seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, their eyes instantly turning crimson, and they began to frantically mutilate themselves, blood gushing out like a fountain, staining this hellish stage red.

Soon after, on the ground of the hellish killing field, blood outlined a huge crimson pattern, seemingly proclaiming endless slaughter and despair.

"Good luck on your journey to hell." As the King of Slaughter's voice rang out again, Tang San and Dai Mubai felt their feet sink into the ground, and their figures instantly disappeared from the spot, as if they had been swept into the endless darkness by an invisible force.

"Actually, we can still get out without entering Hell Road, right?" Leosley looked towards the place where Tang San and the others had just disappeared.

"When did you arrive?" The King of Slaughter was also taken aback upon seeing this.

How strong must Leosley be to sneak into its territory right under its nose?

However, considering that Leosley possessed divine power, it wasn't so surprised after all.

“I haven’t been here long,” Leosley said casually.

"The God of Asura has given the order to place the Asura Divine Sword at the end of the Hell Road so that Tang San can obtain it." The King of Slaughter's voice was somewhat deep, with a hint of anticipation in his tone.

Its medicine is almost finished, and it will be effective soon.

Without the Shura Sword, he immediately became the real Tang Chen.

The Asura God, I don't know what good deed he had. Originally, if he wanted to change the successor to the godhood, besides the sword, he also needed Tang Chen's soul, since Tang Chen had already started walking the path to the Asura Godhood.

A divine position can only have one person.

Therefore, in order to inherit the throne, Tang Chen must first be eliminated, or rather, Tang Chen must not exist in the Douluo Continent.

The Asura God's test is inside Tang Chen's body.

In other words, Tang San only had the opportunity to inherit the position of the God of Asura because Tang Chen's body and soul were gone.

But now, the God of Asura has gone mad for some reason, and has actually preserved Tang Chen's body.

It didn't know either, and the King of Slaughter knew even less.

But who cares? Anyway, once Tang San gets the Shura Sword, he can get out and be completely free.

As for the divine position
It's Tang Chen now; whether he takes it or not doesn't matter.

As for Tang San
I'll have to go through the Asura God Trial myself again.

“I understand.” Leosley’s eyes flickered slightly. “Where is Zhu Zhuqing?” He asked the question that had been of particular interest to him on this trip.

He didn't expect that Tang San would actually accept the King of Slaughter's invitation.

According to Shura Sword, this guy should still be in the Slaughter City, so how did he end up in the Hell Slaughter Arena?
"Her? I had someone send her out. If anyone who comes in wants to leave, they either have to take the Hell Road or have the enforcement team take them out. After all, I rely on outside sources for some of my supplies. Otherwise, why would I cooperate with the Spirit Hall? If a group of people died every time supplies were delivered, the Spirit Hall wouldn't be happy either. Very few people can get through the Hell Road, so there's actually a back door here," the King of Slaughter explained.

Of course, the third way to get out is like Leosley, to fight your way out with your own strength, since the rules only restrict the weak.

"I see." Leosley was also taken aback upon hearing this, then suddenly realized.

"Aren't you leaving yet?" the King of Slaughter asked.

After all, it has nothing else to do now, and it doesn't really like dealing with guys who are much stronger than it.

"I'd like to ask, what's the deal with this Hell Road?" Leosley asked.

Although he didn't plan to venture into Hell Road, there were still some rules he needed to know.

Tang Chen's soul detached from the Asura Sword, and he couldn't catch it no matter how hard he tried.

"If you don't know this, then probably no one else outside knows either. After all, everyone here who knew the rules is dead except for me. This Hell Road isn't something you can just enter casually; you have to kill a hundred people first. As for what comes after..."

"The enforcement team was able to leave through the 'back door' because they were marked, right?" Leosley asked.

"Smart!" The King of Slaughter nodded, a hint of approval in his eyes.

The so-called mark refers to the release of a soul skill.

Those who cannot unleash their soul skills are all "prisoners".

The law enforcement team, acting as "prison guards," can come and go as they please.

Its voice was deep and slow, tinged with excitement. As the King of Slaughter finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room instantly ignited.

Upon hearing this, Leosley, the "Hell Road" expert, showed a hint of doubt in his eyes.

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After briefly observing the surroundings, Tang San and Dai Mubai stepped onto the path.

"Mistress, shall we go first or I?"

From a safety perspective, the back is obviously safer than the front, but the path is only a little over two meters wide, and if you encounter danger, it will be difficult to turn back.

"I'll go first. The King of Slaughter definitely won't let us out," Tang San said after thinking for a moment.

He also wanted to go to the back and let Dai Mubai die in front, but since Dai Mubai had already asked, it was not appropriate for him to go to the back.
Tang San also has his pride; otherwise, what would happen to his image as a pure, innocent, and responsible person?
Tang San walked ahead, his eyes slightly narrowed, his Purple Demon Eyes fixed on the distance. The darkness in the distance wasn't a big problem for him, but even with his Purple Demon Eyes, he could only barely see a very short distance in this light.

Moreover, the vision becomes blurry when you get to a distance.

Now they're in the same boat as Dai Mubai; their fates are intertwined. (End of Chapter)