Douluo: The blue phoenix cries loudly, and the wind whistles through the air

Chapter 283 The Killing Fields of Hell
Wu Qi did not answer, but responded with his actions.

Under the protection of the Slaughterer, others cannot lay a hand on him, but similarly, he cannot lay a hand on others.

At that moment, Wu Qi rushed forward and dealt with the fallen one by the roadside, while collecting his blood with a vessel.

The Slaughterer shrugged and said helplessly, "In that case, your newcomer protection period ends here."

"Next, you will have to face the attackers alone, and I will only lead you to the entrance of the hellish killing field."

That being said, how could the Fallen Ones who have spent years in the inner city not know the rules?
Little did they know that Wu Qi's protection period had ended, so how could they dare to easily offend the Slaughter Messenger?
Arriving unimpeded at the Hell Slaughter Arena, Wu Qi poured the Bloody Marys he had collected into a larger vessel.

You don't need Bloody Mary to register for the competition; you only need it to watch it.

The Slaughter Messenger registered Wu Qi for the competition, and then he walked into the audience passage to watch the competition in the Hell Slaughter Arena.

……

On the arena of hellish slaughter.

The ten contestants stood in a circle, and as the competition began, the scene became chaotic.

In such a chaotic battle, those who appear to be tall and strong are often the first to be attacked.

Just one minute into the game, two burly men fell to the ground in pools of blood.

Their blood and soul power were drawn away by an invisible force and fell into the lava blood pool at the bottom of the arena.

The killer can only plunder a small portion of the opponent's soul power.

Wu Qi, sitting in the audience, saw all of this clearly.

The blood-red palace on the other side.

This is the residence of the King of Slaughter.

After seeing Wu Qi off, the assassin immediately came to report back.

As he listened to her report, the King of Slaughter's lips twitched slightly, and his face gradually darkened.

Although dissatisfied with the Spirit Hall's actions, the King of Slaughter did not have the power to overturn the table.

His true form is the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King, and he only achieved his current status by parasitizing Tang Chen, who failed the Asura God Trial.

In Tang Chen's memory, there had been images of Qian Daoliu.

The King of Slaughter instinctively feared his opponent, so how could he dare to refute the Spirit Hall's arrangements?

He paused, then chuckled and said, "Keep an eye on that kid. As long as the Spirit Hall keeps its promise, we'll do as they say."

……

About half an hour later, it was Wu Qi's group's turn to compete.

The last big man to appear had already achieved a nine-game winning streak.

The moment he stepped onto the stage, a loud cheer erupted from the audience.

Apart from Wu Qi, the remaining eight players had only won one match at most, and most of them were participating for the first time.

The weak often band together to drive out the strong.

A woman who had won a battle smiled and invited Wu Qi, "Little brother, join us to deal with that guy."

"From now on, your older sister will take good care of you."

Wu Qi remained unmoved and stood quietly to the side.

The woman frowned, but did not make a move for the time being.

Wu Qi's appearance is unusual, and his strength is even more unknown.

Offending them would be detrimental to them.

Furthermore, the most pressing issue to address right now is that giant who has won nine consecutive victories.

As the match began, Wu Qi silently retreated to the edge of the arena, coldly watching the group of fallen individuals fight each other.

Why would he waste his soul power to join the attack on that man with nine consecutive victories if he wasn't being besieged?
That man's nine-game winning streak was no exaggeration.

Surrounded by enemies, he easily dispatched several fallen individuals with his machete.

Seeing that things were not going well, the woman immediately retreated to Wu Qi's side.

“If we don’t join forces, we’ll all die. Only by killing that guy will we have any chance of survival.” Wu Qi shook his head slightly. “No, if I survive, only I will survive. You will all die.”

After he finished speaking, Crane Cloud Wings appeared behind him.

The sharp wing blades easily severed the woman's body at the waist, splattering blood everywhere.

The big man quickly dealt with the remaining fallen ones, and two minutes later, only two people remained on the stage.

The burly man, carrying a machete, laughed heartily, "I never expected that the last one left would be a mere brat. It seems I will finally achieve my ten-game winning streak."

Wu Qi shrugged at his confidence and casually said, "Don't be too sure of yourself. Get past me first."

The big man thought he was right and charged at him with his machete.

Wu Qi's eyes sharpened, and with a flick of his fingers, a sharp-edged feather fell into his hand.

The burly man was imposing, and his machete moves were wide and sweeping.

Wu Qi made full use of his physical advantages to dodge attacks, while his sharp feather blades transformed into daggers, slashing multiple wounds on the burly man's body.

Seeing that he was as difficult to deal with as an eel, the big man's forehead veins bulged and his muscles bulged with blood.

With added force, the machete slammed down heavily, striking the arena floor with a crisp sound!

"Kid, is all you can do is hide?"

Wu Qi smiled faintly, "Since you don't want to cherish the last moments of your life, then let's end it."

After speaking, Crane Cloud Wings spread open, their edges gleaming with a cold light.

He took the initiative and his wing blade collided with the machete, sparks flying everywhere.

The big man clearly felt the pressure, and faced with Wu Qi's strong offensive, he could only passively defend.

Wu Qi was clearly just a skinny kid, so why did he possess even greater strength than him?

Seeing this, the audience stopped calling out the big man's name, and the scene became completely silent.

In the end, Wu Qi used his sharp wing blade to behead the Han man.

Having achieved only one victory, the Fallen Ones paid no attention to him, and no one even knew his name.

After leaving the hellish killing field, Wu Qi was not attacked.

Instead, under the guidance of the Slaughterers, they chose their own houses in the inner city area.

……

A lush, green forest.

Qian Gu Chang Kong and Chen Ping arrived at the edge of the forest and disembarked from the carriage.

This forest is inhabited by spirit beasts, and many low-level spirit masters come here to hunt spirits, hence the existence of the spirit beast town.

In this world lacking media, the appearance of Qian Gu Chang Kong and Chen Ping remains unknown to people.

As long as they don't reveal their names, outsiders won't know they are the champions of the Soul Master Competition.

Not long after the competition ended, the events surrounding the competition remain a hot topic of discussion.

As he walked into the town, Qian Gu Chang Kong felt incredibly smug.

As a key member of the champion team, Qibao, he has many admirers.

Chen Ping tugged at his sleeve, reminding him, "Chang Kong, someone's coming."

The people who approached them were members of the local Soul Hunting Team.

Having learned from his experience in the Star Dou Great Forest, Qian Gu Chang Kong decided to make good use of the other party.

In order not to reveal his purpose, he concealed the important parts of his speech.

"Brother, we don't need Soul Hunters. But we have something we'd like to ask you about."

How can you make money without earning it?
The young man did not reject their suggestion, but instead said, "The intelligence is valuable, and I hope you can understand that."

"Don't worry, I won't miss you."

(End of this chapter)