socalfunplaces Chapter 72 Seven Kills of Asura
Chapter 72 Seven Kills of Asura
Chapter 72 Seven Killing Asura
On this day, a newcomer arrived at the Hell Slaughter Arena, and from this day forward, a new god of slaughter began to be forged.
In just one month, Chen Feng has won eleven matches in the Hell Slaughter Arena.
The pace of winning a victory approximately every three days has broken the record for the fastest win in the history of Hellfire Arena.
And everything is just beginning.
Eleven months later.
The chilling killing intent was suffocating. The nine mutilated corpses were cut into countless pieces. Chen Feng held the Seven Kill Sword, his body covered in blood splattered from his opponents.
Eleven months, one hundred victories.
Dustwind quickly won the title of champion in 100 matches at an incredible speed.
In the Killing City, everyone who comes here to compete looks forward to winning a hundred matches. With the title of champion in a hundred matches, one can become a permanent resident of the Killing City.
Aside from the inability to leave, one can wield absolute authority here, and even become a retainer of the King of Slaughter.
In fact, the King of Slaughter had extended an olive branch more than once, sending several waves of envoys to talk with Chen Feng.
However, Chen Feng coldly refused his enthusiastic invitation.
Compared to when he first arrived here, Chen Feng's expression had become more sinister and bloodthirsty.
His gaze was terrifying; a mere glance was enough to send a chill down one's spine, making one feel as if they were witnessing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
His current nickname in the Killing City is: Seven Kill Asura!
……
In the dark and spacious hall of the Slaughter City, black and red carpets adorned the floor, resembling countless drops of blood.
On the cold throne, inlaid with purple and blue crystals, sat a tall figure.
In the darkness, his features were not clearly visible; one could only vaguely judge from his physique that he was tall and slender.
"Great King, Seven Kill Asura has already achieved the title of 100-win champion in the Hell Slaughter Arena. Should we allow him to venture onto the Road to Hell?"
A cold female voice rang out.
The King of Slaughter remained silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "What do you think should be done?"
"Seven Kill Asura is very powerful. We should find a way to keep him in the City of Slaughter so that he can serve you."
The King of Slaughter rubbed his temples, seemingly suffering from a headache.
After a moment, he finally spoke, "At first I wanted to do the same, but every time I saw him, I felt a very uncomfortable feeling."
"Moreover, every time I sense his presence, my demonic sword becomes restless. I don't know why this happens; I just feel an aversion to him from the bottom of my heart..."
The King of Slaughter said this.
The cold female voice sounded somewhat surprised, "Great King, he can actually influence you? If that's the case, even a hundred-time champion should find a way to get rid of him."
"No need, let him go!" The King of Slaughter slammed his fist on the table and made his decision.
He shrank back, and recalling that figure, he felt a sense of fear.
He didn't know where this feeling came from, considering that even a Title Douluo was no match for him in the City of Slaughter.
The King of Slaughter had considered eliminating Chenfeng, but whenever the thought crossed his mind, the feeling only intensified. Therefore, it was better to let him go.
"boom--"
The King of Slaughter waved his hand, and a thick red liquid flew out from beneath his throne.
Beneath the throne was a huge pool of blood!
The King of Slaughter opened his mouth and sucked the blood into his belly, his two fangs looking exceptionally ferocious...
……
Inside a small hut, Chen Feng slowly finished his practice, his eyes dim and uncertain, as he was cultivating his spiritual power.
The influence of the City of Slaughter on people is too great. Even though Chen Feng's mental strength far surpasses that of others, he still feels an irresistible urge to fall into depravity here.
He had lost count of how many times he had felt a craving, like claws were scratching at his heart, for the chance to taste a Bloody Mary.
But he knew all too well that Bloody Mary contained poison, and the more one tasted it, the more addictive it would become.
It will cause irreversible damage to the body; even a Soul Master cannot withstand this slow-death poison.
"Bang—bang—"
A knock suddenly sounded from outside, and Chen Feng's suppressed killing intent surged almost instantly. The small house immediately became icy cold, and under the release of killing intent, an invisible stench of blood emanated from Chen Feng.
"Who?" Chen Feng asked in a deep voice.
"It is I, the esteemed Seven Kill Asura."
A familiar female voice rang out; it was the woman in black veil.
She was Chen Feng's guide, and later his personal guide. Whenever there was a problem, the City of Slaughter would send her to talk to Chen Feng.
"Respected Seven Kill Asura, you have achieved a hundred-game winning streak. According to the rules, you are ready to attempt the Hell Road challenge at any time," the woman in black said.
Chen Feng nodded and said directly, "Please arrange for me to pass the Hell Road trial."
"yes!"
The woman in black veil answered respectfully. But what followed was an alluring scene.
The woman in black veil walked in with a flirtatious gait, step by step, and finally leaned against Chen Feng.
Chen Feng stood ramrod straight, exuding an aura of icy coldness.
Despite being separated by a black veil, I could still feel the woman's burning gaze beneath it.
"Why don't you consider staying in the Killing City? Here, you can enjoy endless wealth and luxury, including me, of course."
As she finished speaking, the thin black veil on her body fell away, revealing her devilish curves below.
Chen Feng glanced at her coldly. "I don't care who ordered you to do this, but get out of here before I kill anyone!"
A murderous aura emanated from the woman in black veil, causing her to shiver.
She quickly put her black veil back on, bowed respectfully, and said, "I understand. I will do it for you as soon as possible. When would you like to start the Hell Road challenge?"
"Tomorrow!" Chen Feng replied coldly.
The woman in black veil was taken aback, but she didn't ask any further questions and turned to leave.
She didn't understand why Chen Feng was in such a hurry to leave the City of Slaughter.
Moreover, passing through the Hell Road does not guarantee that you will be able to leave the City of Slaughter. It is a passage to hell, and very few people can pass through it.
Watching the woman in black veil leave, Chen Feng's eyes darted around. It wasn't that he desperately wanted to leave, but rather that the one-year agreement was about to be fulfilled.
The Continental Youth Elite Soul Master Competition!
That was the second test from the God of Asura!
Besides, there are six teammates and one apprentice waiting there.
The next day.
The atmosphere in the hellish killing arena reached its peak as a blood-red figure slowly descended from the sky—the King of Slaughter.
"King of Slaughter... King of Slaughter..."
The fallen ones shouted themselves hoarse, but showed no sign of stopping.
As Chen Feng appeared step by step, he felt a chill in his heart and looked at the red figure in mid-air.
(End of this chapter)