Douluo: This soul master is too strange

"I don't know exactly how many people there are in the inner city.

But what is certain is that to become the God of Killing in the City of Slaughter, what you need to worry about is definitely not whether there are enough duelists in the Hell Killing Field, but your own strength."

The black-veiled woman naturally understood the original intention of Mu Yang's question.

But the black-veiled woman felt that this blue-haired boy, whose number was either 6666 or 8888, was obviously focusing on the wrong point.

You know, although the population of the inner city of the City of Slaughter is constantly being consumed, it is also constantly replenished at the same time.

Unless the population is consumed too much in a short period of time, or it is known that there are super-powerful ruthless people who use other people's lives to win consecutive victories, otherwise there will definitely be no situation where no one participates in the duel in the Hell Killing Field.

"Really?"

Mu Yang raised his eyebrows and didn't ask any more questions.

However, he had made up his mind that he could not start a massacre outside the Hell Killing Field. At most, he would kill a few fallen people who were not morally upright and led a group fight to scare the monkeys. Otherwise, he would not even be able to collect the heads in the later stage of the hundred consecutive victories.

The two were very lucky. Along the way, they only encountered bloody battles. Although the scene was bloody, they did not encounter the eye-catching scene that was rumored to be extremely difficult.

Under the guidance of the black-veiled woman, the two came to a building located in the center of the inner city, which was not much smaller than the Tiandou Great Fighting Soul Field.

The building was circular, or more accurately, an irregular cone, with the largest area at the bottom and narrowing upwards. When it reached a height of about 30 meters from the ground, it maintained the same diameter and extended upwards to 50 meters.

"You two, this building is the Hell Killing Field, the core of the Killing City.

The battle rules of the Hell Killing Field are very simple. After entering, sign up with your own identity card, and then wait for the game to start.

During the waiting period, participants are not allowed to take action. Violators will be hit by the Killing City Law Enforcement Team.

Each group of people entering the Killing Field is ten. No matter what method you use, as long as you can walk out alive in the end, it's fine.

Therefore, the survival rate of participating in the Hell Killing Field competition is only one in ten at most.

In addition, the competition in the Hell Killing Field is allowed to be watched, but you need to pay for the ticket, and each person has a glass of Bloody Mary."

The black-veiled woman introduced to Mu Yang and the others.

Mu Yang nodded: "We understand. If you have nothing to do, you can leave."

The black-veiled woman: "."

Is this the rumored Ba Na's ruthless?

Glancing at Mu Yang and Shui Bing'er expressionlessly, the black-veiled woman silently withdrew.

People have already disliked you, why are you still standing here? It just saves me from wasting my breath.

After the black-veiled woman left, Shui Bing'er asked, "Shall we go directly to the Hell Killing Field to fight?"

"Well, Bing'er, you go to the audience seats to watch the game, and I'll test the waters first."

After thinking for a moment, Mu Yang said.

"The woman just said that you need to pay for a Bloody Mary ticket to watch the game in the Hell Killing Field. Where can we get it?"

"Aren't they everywhere?"

Mu Yang pointed to the fallen people who were walking towards the Hell Killing Field and passing by nearby, and said, "Bing'er, the Killing City is different from the outside world. There is almost no order here. The strong can do whatever they want. Rape and looting are absolutely commonplace.

We must put away the kindness in our hearts and treat everyone we meet as an enemy."

Hearing this, Shui Bing'er clenched her fists and nodded solemnly.

"You, come here!"

Then, Mu Yang used the soul-stealing secret technique to control a middle-aged unlucky guy who was holding a glass of Bloody Mary and walked towards this side. It seemed that he was going to watch the game in the Hell Killing Field.

"Great Lord, I wonder what you want?"

The middle-aged unlucky guy with a slightly ferocious face walked up quickly and asked respectfully.

"Give it to you! Go over there to sign up for the competition."

Mu Yang snatched the glass of Bloody Mary from the unlucky guy and handed it to Shui Bing'er, and then directed him to go to the Hell Killing Field to sign up for the competition.

There is no doubt that there are no good people in the inner city of the Killing City, including himself, and sooner or later he will be involved in human lives.

For innocent people, he may not be able to kill them.

But the fallen people in the inner city of the Killing City, in Mu Yang's eyes, they are just consumables for him to complete his 100 consecutive victories in the Hell Killing Field.

There is no psychological burden at all to play dirty or even ruthless.

Maybe there were no tough guys signing up at this time, or maybe it was just luck.

After the unlucky middle-aged guy, Mu Yang had just signed up with his ID card not long ago. Before he could continue to attract people with the soul-stealing secret technique, several more people came one after another. Counting the few people who signed up before him, the number of people for a game was enough.

Soon, ten grille portals made of unknown materials rose at the edge of the killing field, and ten figures including Mu Yang entered the duel field.

"Bang bang bang——"

Ten collisions sounded in succession, and as the grille portals fell again, a bloody battle began.

Seeing that Mu Yang's aura was incompatible with the killing city, everyone knew that the blue-haired boy was undoubtedly a newcomer.

There is a saying that you pick the softest persimmons and squeeze the weakest ones. Killing the newcomers first, and then they compete with each other to decide the final winner, which is undoubtedly in their interests.

Of course, if they can kill the newcomers and have the opportunity to stab other competitors in the back, it would be even better.

Well, there are eight people who have this idea, and the unlucky middle-aged guy who was controlled by Mu Yang to sign up for the competition is not one of them.

Others don't know how powerful this blue-haired boy is, so how could he not know?

Just a glance made him, who was over level 50, fall into the trap without knowing it, which shows how terrifying this blue-haired boy is.

However, considering that they are all competitors, and it is a life-and-death battle, the unlucky middle-aged guy did not remind them, and even secretly thought in his heart that if these eight people could fight the blue-haired boy and both sides were injured, he would benefit, which would be great.

It's just that the idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

As the soul power surged, an ice-blue light appeared in Mu Yang's hand, and nine sharp ice-blue arrows suddenly condensed in front of him.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh--"

The next moment, a slight sound of breaking through the air sounded, and nine ice flame arrows shot out at a high speed.

"Bang, bang, bang--"

Accompanied by the sound of collision, nine ice flame arrows, guided by Mu Yang's spiritual power, accurately hit the foreheads of nine fallen people. The nine heads were like watermelons falling to the ground, shattered on the spot, red and white splashed all over the ground, the scene was indescribably bloody and terrifying.

With just one move, Mu Yang killed all the opponents cleanly and neatly, winning the first victory in the Hell Killing Field. (End of this chapter)