People in Douluo, Wuhun Devil Fruit

Tang San was startled. The voice was very clear, but it was not his own. He looked around, but didn't find any life. Mental power was released, but Tang San immediately felt that the material of this tunnel was very special, and he could not penetrate it even with his own mental power.

His expression changed slightly, and the look on Tang San's face solidified a bit. But the pace under his feet did not stop. In the darkness, the first thing to explore was his Bluesilver Grass, and then his people.

After turning a corner, there was a faint light coming from the front. Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly and focused his energy on the Purple Demon Eyes. The light in front of him suddenly magnified in his eyes. It was an open door. On the other side of the portal, there is life.

Striding forward, Tang San vaguely heard noisy sounds as he walked out of the corridor. In front of him was a man in red robe wearing a purple spider mask.

"Welcome to the City of Killing."

The man in red robe slowly raised his head, revealing the eyes under the mask - they were a pair of cold and emotionless eyes, without any emotion.

"Who are you?" Tang San asked.

"I am your guide, responsible for leading you into the Killing City. Here, there are many rules. If you do not abide by them, you will be killed by the law enforcers of the Killing City. Of course, if you are strong enough, all the rules There is no way to restrain you."

The man in red robe said slowly, every word full of cold meaning.

Tang San frowned slightly, the aura of this red-robed man smelled of blood, and he didn't like this smell. Moreover, the mask of the person in front of him looked familiar. He seemed to have seen it somewhere before. However, he still said politely: "Thanks for showing me the way."

"You're welcome, you are the only person who came to the Killing City today. This is your token, your code name 54213." Tang San was stunned, and took the red token. He actually came to the Killing City today. The only person in the capital?

He couldn't help but asked curiously: "Aren't there other fugitives here?"

"Generally, those who can come to the Killing City are some extremely vicious but possessing certain strength. There are not many such people." The man in red robe said slowly. Tang San nodded slightly, that's it.

"In this killing city, no one can use any soul skills. Everything can only rely on your own strength. As long as you can persist, you can survive. Here, no one will sympathize with you, and no one will I will pity you. The law of the jungle is the law of the world." The red-robed man's words made Tang San a little excited, unable to use soul skills? Doesn't that suit me? You can use hidden weapons to flex your muscles here.

"Let's enter the city." The red-robed man waved slightly, and Tang San felt the world spin and he appeared directly in a huge building.

The building appears as a circle, or more precisely a non-standard cone. The area is the largest at the bottom and narrows as you go up.

When it reaches a height of almost thirty meters above the ground, it maintains the same diameter and extends upward until it reaches fifty meters.

The area of ​​​​this hell killing field is indeed not small. It is similar to the Soto Great Soul Fighting Arena that Tang San once visited. It is smaller than the Great Soul Fighting Arena in Tiandou City.

The man in red robe pointed at the Hell Killing Fields and explained: "It's very simple. After entering, sign up with your own identity card. Then wait for the game to start. During the waiting period, hands are not allowed. Each group of people entering the Killing Fields It’s ten. No matter what method you use, as long as only one person from each group can come out alive.”

"If you reach 100 consecutive victories, you can leave the Killing City." The man in red robe slowly explained.

"Do you have any other questions?"

"Yes, what does the number above this token number mean?" Tang San asked curiously, holding the token in his hand and pointing to the "0" above the number.

"This is your winning streak. After you complete a victory and inject your own soul power into it, the number above will change. And after every 10 consecutive wins, the injected soul power will give you feedback. This will increase your soul power level. Thirty consecutive wins can increase it by one level," the man in red robe said slowly.

"I understand." Tang San nodded slightly and hung the token around his waist.

"If you have no problem, I will leave. One last thing to remind you, as long as you are strong enough, there are no rules here."

After saying that, the man in red robe turned into a red shadow and disappeared here.

Tang San stood alone in the middle of the Hell Killing Fields. He looked around and saw that the audience was packed with people and extremely noisy. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down his mood. Now he needed to be more vigilant to face everyone here.

. . . . . .

The man in red robe returned to the city lord's palace at the highest point of the Killing City, and slowly unveiled his mask. This man was Jun Yi. The reason why he personally brought Tang San to the Killing City was to get the token. Handing it to him, Jun Yi had already added divine power to the token, which could slowly absorb Tang San's divine power when he couldn't get enough of it.

"Tang San, Tang San, you are my power bank now, you can't get into trouble easily." A cruel smile appeared on Jun Yi's face,

Jun Yi's heart was filled with complex emotions. He looked at the red token in his hand, which was the symbol he gave to Tang San and an important part of his plan. He took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and came to the battle between Yan and the fallen one. The evil soul master had been killed by Yan, and Yan was using a bottle to restore his soul power.

"Yan, Tang San has entered the Killing City. You keep an eye on him and don't let him cause any trouble. Wait until he completes a hundred consecutive victories and let him go." Jun Yi slowly told Yan.

"Okay, brother Jun, don't we kill him here? After all, the Haotian Sect is the enemy of the Spirit Hall. Isn't it not good to let him grow here?" Yan asked.

"It's still useful for me to keep his life. Even if he grows up, it's not worth mentioning."

Tang San stood in the center of the Hell Killing Field. This was his first battle. He quickly scanned the surroundings to make sure that no one else was present, so he slowly pulled out his hidden weapon and prepared for the battle.

Soon, nine contestants walked out from different passages. Each of them had an extremely sinister appearance and a bloody aura.

Tang San stood silently, looking at these contestants with a fierce fighting spirit.

After seeing Tang San, the other nine contestants looked at each other, as if they had reached a consensus, and looked at Tang San like a lamb to be slaughtered.

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