I’ve already become a titled Douluo, and only now the system arrives?

Chapter 91: The King of Slaughter's Attitude, A Hundred Battles a Day

"Ha ha ha, ignorant and fearless!"

After hearing Qin Xiao's words, the black-armored knight laughed in derision, mocking Qin Xiao's ignorance.

"You probably don't know how many arrogant people like you have been trampled into meat paste by my warhorse!"

Saying this, he pointed his long spear at Qin Xiao from afar, "Kill!"

An original fantasy, very interesting.

The warhorse suddenly accelerated, charging towards Qin Xiao.

One hundred meters, fifty meters, thirty meters

In an instant, the black-armored knight riding the warhorse had already arrived in front of Qin Xiao, the sharp long spear, shining with a cold light, fiercely stabbed towards Qin Xiao's throat.

Such sharpness, let alone a person, even a thick steel plate could be pierced through.

Even, Qin Xiao could already see the bloodthirsty light flashing in the black-armored knight's eyes.

Swoosh!

At the next moment, the long spear successfully pierced Qin Xiao's throat.

But the black-armored knight was shocked to find, without any obstruction, as if stabbing into the air.

Yes.

It was the air!

"Not good, this is an afterimage."

The bloodthirsty color in his eyes faded away, followed by a look of shock.

But it was already too late.

A figure, descending from the sky like a mountain, fiercely pressed down on him.

He hurriedly defended.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion echoed through the cave.

Under the watch of over a hundred people, the black-armored knight and his warhorse beneath him were crushed into a pile of meat paste.

Silence, dead silence.

Until Qin Xiao casually picked up three tokens from the battlefield, the many black-armored knights came to their senses.

Hiss.

They couldn't help but take a cold breath.

Instant kill!

A complete instant kill!

Their leader, the fearsome knight, actually couldn't withstand a single move under this young man's hand?

How terrifying is that?

The black-armored warriors were shocked.

"His Highness's strength is still formidable here!"

Meng Yiran's eyes also flashed with complexity.

Qin Xiao's strength made her only able to look up in admiration.

"Do you still want to block me?"

Qin Xiao's gaze swept over the crowd lightly.

It's hard to imagine, these murderous black-armored warriors also couldn't help but feel a chill from the bottom of their feet.

Subconsciously, they all made way, opening a path for Qin Xiao and his companions.

"Let's go."

Qin Xiao said, stepping forward.

Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran, one on the left and one on the right, accompanied Qin Xiao.

After a while.

Qin Xiao, along with Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran, stopped again.

Before them was a dark city gate, with four blood-red characters written above it:

City of Slaughter!

"Once you enter here, apart from yourselves, there is no one else you can trust, including me!"

Just as the two women were stunned, Qin Xiao reminded them one last time.

"Your Highness, we will remember your instructions."

Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran looked at each other and nodded heavily.

Rumble.

At that moment, the dark gate was pushed open, making a series of sounds.

Then, two rows of black-armored warriors stood in order, and a woman with a black veil had already walked out from inside.

"Welcome to the City of Slaughter."

The woman's voice was pleasant, and as her eyes continually observed Qin Xiao, Zhu Zhuqing, and Meng Yiran, she revealed a look of curiosity.

The City of Slaughter has its unique way of transmitting messages; she has already learned of the fearsome knight's death at Qin Xiao's hands.

You know, in the City of Slaughter, the fearsome knight's strength was not weak, and even Soul Douluo level powerhouses might not be his match here.

But to be beaten so miserably by such a young man, one move?

What kind of strength must this young man possess?

"Are you also thinking of stopping me?"

Qin Xiao suddenly frowned and asked lightly.

The woman instantly felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, her back cold, and hurriedly lowered her head, "No, I dare not."

"Please come in."

Saying this, she quickly made way, bending down and gesturing for Qin Xiao to enter.

And at this time, Qin Xiao's voice rang out again, "Direct us to the Hell Slaughterfield!"

"What!"

Hearing this, the woman in the black veil's pupils suddenly shrank, and it was not hard to imagine the shock on her face behind the veil.

"Do I need to repeat myself?"

"No, not at all," the woman in the black veil hurriedly shook her head, then said, "Do you understand what the Hell Slaughterfield is? The survival rate for those who enter there is less than ten percent, you"

She thought Qin Xiao and his companions were naive newcomers who, upon hearing about the Hell Slaughterfield, recklessly wanted to try it out.

Despite Qin Xiao killing the fearsome knight, there are countless people stronger than the fearsome knight in the Hell Slaughterfield.

However, Qin Xiao interrupted her before she could finish, "It's precisely because of this that we must go."

Alas.

Well, if these people want to die, then I won't stop them.

What a pity, such a handsome young man, in a place like the City of Slaughter, is a rare commodity.

The woman in the black veil sighed inwardly, no longer insisting, "Follow me, then."

Saying this, she twisted her slender waist, walking with a seductive gait towards the city.

On the other side.

In a room in the City of Slaughter, decorated with dark red as the main color.

A woman dressed in a blood-red gown with a black veil knelt before a huge throne.

"What has happened to disturb my slumber?"

Suddenly, an icy and hoarse voice sounded in the room.

Then, a whirlwind danced as a figure sat down on the throne.

His face was mostly covered by a bat mask, the remaining skin pale without any hint of blood color.

A blood-red high-collared cape enveloped his body.

He is the supreme ruler of the entire City of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter!

When this figure appeared, the woman in the red dress immediately lowered her head, saying with utmost respect, "Great King, I did not intend to disturb your deep sleep, but there is a matter that requires your decision."

"What matter?"

The hoarse voice of the King of Slaughter sounded again.

"The fearsome knight is dead, killed by someone who has just entered the City of Slaughter!"

"For that?"

The King of Slaughter's voice contained some annoyance, "Although his strength was not weak, it was not particularly strong either. On the Douluo Continent, a soul master with a powerful martial spirit, just reaching the level of Soul Douluo, could easily kill him. Anyone in the City of Slaughter can die, and it's not like anyone is irreplaceable."

"Great King, please calm your anger!"

The woman in the red dress was no ordinary person. Her ability to read situations was exceptional, and she knew the King of Slaughter was blaming her. "The one who killed the fearsome knight is but a youth."

"Hmm?"

"What did you say? A youth?"

A look of surprise flashed in the King of Slaughter's eyes.

"Yes, the person appears to be only seventeen or eighteen years old."

Hearing the words of the woman in the red dress, the King of Slaughter laughed, "A seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth has such strength? Hehe, interesting, truly interesting. It has been a long time since such a talented individual appeared in the City of Slaughter."

"Great King, should we then take special interest in such a promising individual?"

The woman in the red dress asked tentatively.

"No need. While geniuses are rare, they do exist. However, very few truly grow up to their potential. Whether they are a fleeting meteor or not, nobody can say."

The King of Slaughter shook his head, "Let him develop naturally. As long as he follows the rules, we shall not interfere with him. If he can stand out in the City of Slaughter, then it's not too late for us to make contact."

With that, the King of Slaughter waved his hand, "Go, I shall return to my slumber in the blood river. Unless it's a matter of life and death, or he achieves a hundred victories, do not awaken me."

As his voice faded, the figure of the King of Slaughter slowly disappeared from the throne.

On the other side.

Qin Xiao, Zhu Zhuqing, and Meng Yiran, guided by the woman in the black veil, stepped into the inner city.

"Here."

The moment they entered the inner city, Meng Yiran and Zhu Zhuqing stiffened, instantly feeling the atmosphere starkly different from the outer city.

If the outer city was a world of deathly silence and indifference.

Then, the inner city felt, in two words, insane!

Even with their mental preparations, they couldn't help but be shocked.

The strong were laughing, the weak were crying.

Some were publicly indulging in their desires.

Others, on the street, were removing people's arms, stuffing them into their mouths with blood, and chewing vigorously.

"Are you scared?"

Qin Xiao asked indifferently, but without waiting for an answer, he continued, "If you feel scared, just think of the hatred in your heart, think that if you can't become strong, your ending will be even worse than these people, and maybe you won't feel that scared anymore."

His words were extremely effective.

The hesitation and indecision in Meng Yiran and Zhu Zhuqing's eyes faded away, replaced by determination.

Indeed, hatred is the driving force that propels people forward. Seeing this, Qin Xiao muttered to himself, then said, "Since you're ready, then step onto the arena.

My requirement for you is to complete at least three slaughters per day, each, and remember not to sign up for the same fight."

Qin Xiao remembered the rules of the Hell Slaughterfield, staggering fights could avoid a situation of fratricide.

Also, Qin Xiao's request was strict; he planned to have them complete a hundred battles within a month, to ascend the path of hell.

After all, he still had to go to Sea God Island, a place even more important than the City of Slaughter.

And this task might seem impossible to others, but not for Qin Xiao.

Don't forget, his Thunder Force could stimulate one's bodily potential, enough to break through one's limits time and again.

"Understood!"

"We will go to register now."

Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran took a deep breath and walked towards the arena, which felt like a cage.

"You're sending them to compete, isn't this sending them on a path of no return?"

The woman in the black veil couldn't help but speak as she watched their retreating figures.

Qin Xiao chuckled, "Wait and see."

If there's one thing the City of Slaughter has plenty of, it's people seeking death.

The first to enter the arena was Zhu Zhuqing, also the only woman in this competition.

"Ha ha ha, this lass isn't bad, I'd hate to kill her right away."

An excited skinny man said.

However.

As his voice fell, he felt a chill on his neck, then, in a dizzying moment, he was surprised to find his body without a head.

Wait.

Am I dead?

This was his last thought.

Thud.

A human head fell to the ground and rolled several times before coming to a stop.

Hiss. Instant kill!

The remaining eight competitors simultaneously drew a sharp breath, displaying expressions of disbelief.

"This is a formidable opponent!"

"Why don't we join forces and kill her first!"

"Alright, let's do it!"

In just an instant, the group reached a consensus.

The plan was to eliminate the strongest first, then deal with the rest.

However, they were in for a disappointment.

Zhu Zhuqing's strength was far beyond their comparison.

After activating her Netherworld Shadow Cat martial spirit, her speed was truly ghostlike.

Ordinary people couldn't even catch a glimpse of her shadow.

"Swish, swish, swish"

Cold lights flashed continuously in the arena.

And with each flash of cold light, another person fell.

In the blink of an eye, besides Zhu Zhuqing, no one else was left standing.

"Ah, this..."

Beside Qin Xiao, the woman in the black veil widened her eyes, almost dropping her eyeballs on the ground.

However.

While she was still in shock, the arena was quickly cleared.

It was Meng Yiran's turn to enter the stage.

This battle ended even quicker.

Meng Yiran's hidden weapons covered the sky, launching an indiscriminate attack on everyone on the platform.

Amidst screams, one figure after another fell.

Some didn't even realize what had happened before they died.

"She's also very strong!"

The woman in the black veil almost forgot to breathe.

She had originally thought that the two women beside Qin Xiao were just for show, mere decorations beside him. Now, it seemed she was mistaken.

"You can leave now; there's nothing here for you."

At this moment, Qin Xiao's voice leisurely sounded.

"If you have any needs, you can come to me, okay?"

"I can certainly satisfy you."

After speaking, the woman in the black veil threw a significant glance at Qin Xiao, then left, swaying her slender waist.

"Your Highness, how did I do?"

"Your Highness, was I impressive?"

After the woman in the black veil left, Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran also came to Qin Xiao's side.

They looked at Qin Xiao as if seeking approval, hoping to receive his praise.

However.

Qin Xiao shook his head, asking back, "Is it something to be proud of?"

Ah, this... Isn't it something to be proud of?

Both displayed expressions of confusion.

"Zhu Zhuqing, you could have attacked your opponents before they even had the chance to react. Why wait for them to unite? What if the opponents were stronger? What then?"

"This is a slaughter field, not a competition. I've said more than once that being merciful to the enemy is being cruel to yourself. What did you do? I hope there won't be a next time."

Qin Xiao's cold voice rose, and Zhu Zhuqing immediately lowered her head in shame.

Then he turned his gaze to Meng Yiran, "And you, you could have eliminated your opponents with just twenty flying knives. How many did you use? How much more energy did you waste? I guess you're almost out of strength now, right?"

"The feeling of an instant kill is exhilarating, but have you considered what if the enemy's strength was greater and they blocked your attack? How would you respond then?"

Hearing this, Meng Yiran's face turned instantly pale, the thought alone was terrifying.

Qin Xiao's words were not an exaggeration; such a situation was very likely to occur.

And the outcome of such a situation would be death.

Seeing that both had taken his words to heart, Qin Xiao didn't say more, "Prepare for the next battle. Once you've completed a hundred battles, my own competition will begin."

"What?"

"Your Highness, you're also participating in the Hell Slaughter Arena?"

Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran had not expected Qin Xiao to also take action.

Qin Xiao nodded unconcernedly, "You didn't think I was here to babysit you, did you?"

"Of course, I will participate. And I plan to complete the challenge in a very short time."

Qin Xiao said, setting himself a deadline in his heart, one day!
(End of Chapter)

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