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

Chapter 291 Utilizing Killing Intent!
Wu Qi secluded himself for many days and never reappeared.

Over time, rumors about him inevitably began to circulate.

"Could the King of Hell have been too badly injured and died?"

"Brother, I think you're absolutely right. Why don't you go and take a look at the King of Hell's residence? Go first, and all the treasures will be yours."

"Heh, I think the King of Hell is indulging in a life of pleasure. Fifteen consecutive wins and he's already made such a name for himself; those women are practically begging to offer their asses to him!"

The God of War King already intended to deal with Wu Qi, so he was naturally also gathering information about the latter.

However, Wu Qi's long absence has inevitably aroused suspicion.

"This kid, could he have gone to hide in the outer city?" The God of War King's face was gloomy, and he called the other party a "coward".

A woman quickly offered a suggestion: "Your Majesty, why don't we go directly to the residence of the King of Hell?"

"If he is not here, and you occupy his residence, doesn't that prove that you have won? On the contrary, you can fight a bloody battle with the other party and show your strength."

After hearing this, the God of War King felt that it made sense.

Before leaving, he only allowed one woman to accompany him.

After all, it's a fight, and bringing too many people will make it harder to perform well.

……

Inside the room, Wu Qi paid no attention to what others were saying.

After many days of practice, he finally managed to grasp the basics of controlling his killing intent.

From now on, as long as you take the time to train properly, you will be completely free from the threat of killing intent.

However, the progress of winning in the Hell Killing Arena will not be too fast.

Those who signed up as degenerates aren't fools; they won't throw their lives away in vain. As time goes on, they'll probably only be able to trick newcomers into competing against them.

After ending his cultivation, Wu Qi stood up and stretched.

After being in seclusion for so long, it's time to go to the hellish killing field and stretch my muscles.

Before he could even open the door, his mental energy sensed someone approaching his residence.

Since he proclaimed himself the "King of Hell," no one has lived within a hundred meters of him.

Just when he was itching to get his hands on it, someone offered himself up, and he had no reason to refuse.

Before he could open the door, the God of War kicked it open.

Wu Qi sat at the dining table, leisurely sipping his afternoon tea.

There's no tea in the Killing City; he brought all of this in.

Seeing how comfortable and enjoyable his life was, the God of War King was furious: "Boy, obediently hand over all the strange and unusual things on your body, and offer up your soul bone, and I might spare your life."

Over the years, there have been quite a few players who have achieved more than ten consecutive wins, including both men and women.

And which of the men and women around him wasn't a strong player who had achieved more than ten consecutive victories in the past?
Now, why don't you obediently submit to his tyranny?

Wu Qi, who was standing before us, had fair and delicate skin, and of course, he was no exception.

Wu Qi chuckled and gently swirled the teacup in his hand. "I've heard you say that fifteen times, but every time I've survived while the one who said it has become part of the Killing City."

The woman beside the God of War sneered, "Little brother, it seems you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. This God of War has achieved a 49-game winning streak in the Hell Slaughter Arena, and will soon achieve a 50-game winning streak."

"You only have a mere fifteen-game winning streak, which is not even as good as your sister's eighteen-game winning streak."

Wu Qi sneered in his heart.

At first, he didn't see the woman as a threat.

Because the other person does indeed look like a pretty face.

Since the other party has taken the initiative to reveal their strength, he will not let his guard down.

Seeing that Wu Qi still showed no sign of backing down, the God of War became enraged.

The God of War's muscles bulged, the White Tiger Martial Soul appeared behind him, and his hands transformed into sharp tiger claws, grabbing towards Wu Qi's chest.

Wu Qi's left foot flashed with bursts of soul power, and his figure disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already behind the woman.

Taking advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness, Crane Cloud Wings quickly unfolded and attacked with their sharp edges.

A few years ago, this woman was indeed very powerful, and even had her own exclusive title—Thorn Rose.

However, as she was tamed by the God of War, she gained protection by flaunting her beauty every day, and over time she lost her former ferocity and strength.

Faced with Wu Qi's offensive, she seemed at a loss, her body stiffening in place.

As expected, the sharp Crane Cloud Wings sliced ​​it in half, scattering its internal "parts" all over the ground, rendering it completely lifeless.

The murder of the female companion he brought with him was undoubtedly a blatant provocation.

Enraged, the God of War intensified his attacks, each strike aimed directly at Wu Qi's vital points.

While parrying, Wu Qi sneered, "White Tiger Martial Soul, it seems you were once a member of the Star Luo royal family. Judging by your age, you must be brothers with Dai Tianfeng."

"Tsk tsk, Dai Tianfeng is already the Star Luo Emperor, and now he has even reached the level of Title Douluo. As for you, your cultivation has been stuck at the Soul Emperor stage. It seems that you have really become a cripple all these years."

These words stirred up unpleasant memories in the God of War's mind.

He was completely blinded by rage, and the murderous aura that had accumulated within him over the years erupted at this moment, completely eroding him.

At this moment, the God of War King had become nothing more than a shell that only knew how to kill.

Wu Qi knew that people like the God of War were not inherently difficult to deal with; the key was the method and approach.

The other party had been in the Killing City for a long time, accumulating excessive toxins and killing intent in his body. His body had become an unstable powder keg, ready to explode at any moment!
His previous actions had angered the God of War, and he took the opportunity to reopen old wounds, causing his murderous intent to completely spiral out of control!
Utilizing the killing intent within the opponent's body can be a self-serving tactic!

After being consumed by the killing intent, the God of War lost his mind, his attacks became chaotic and his body was full of openings.

Wu Qi used only a few teleportations to easily behead him.

The room was severely damaged by the fight and was clearly no longer habitable.

Wu Qi packed his luggage, casually tossed the War God King's corpse onto the main street of the inner city, and then found a clean room next door to live in.

……

A fierce battle broke out at Wu Qi's residence, attracting the attention of countless fallen ones.

"Who won between the God of War and the King of Hell?"

The fallen ones looked at each other, completely unable to guess the exact outcome.

So, a few daring fallen ones secretly sneaked into the "territory" of the King of Hell.

They arrived at Wu Qi's residence.

The original room was in ruins, and a headless corpse lay downstairs.

Judging from his clothing and physique, the deceased was clearly the War God King who came to challenge him.

Just then, Wu Qi came out of the new room and bumped into these people.

His gaze was icy, and he exuded a strong killing intent.

With just one glance, several fallen ones collapsed to the ground.

Wu Qi had no interest in them and set off for the Hell Slaughter Arena.

The fallen were belatedly alerted and stood up, hastily fleeing the place.

In the future, these fallen ones will spare no effort to proclaim the prestige of the "King of Hell" in order to express their gratitude for being spared.

(End of this chapter)