Chapitre 151: Chapter 93: Unprecedented, King of a Hundred Battles! (4K)_2
"Boom!"
The next moment, a powerful Soul Power erupted from the King of Slaughter, and the woman in red couldn't resist at all. She was directly sent flying.
Splash.
After the woman in the red dress landed, she knelt on the ground with a wheel-like motion, "Great king, please calm your anger."
"How could you only tell me about such an important matter now!"
The King of Slaughter said coldly.
"Didn't you instruct before that you should not be disturbed during your slumber, and that the young man should be allowed to develop freely? Not to wake you unless he completed a hundred victories or he was in a life or death crisis."
The woman in red was also feeling wronged.
What could I do?
I'm helpless, okay? I followed the rules and still got a beating.
"Hmph!"
The eyes of the King of Slaughter flickered, and he couldn't help but snort, then asked, "That young man, what is he doing now?"
"Reporting to the great king, he has just entered the arena."
"What does he intend to do?" wondered the King of Slaughter.
"I heard people say, he intends to complete a hundred matches in one day!"
The woman in the red dress spoke cautiously.
"What? A hundred matches?"
The King of Slaughter was first startled, then couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Hahaha, ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, does he really think a hundred matches is that easy?
Even if it's a powerful Titled Douluo, it's impossible to achieve a hundred victories in a day, and they would have to taste defeat in the arena."
"I do want to see how this lad can be so blind to reality."
As his voice fell, the King of Slaughter had disappeared from the spot.
....
On the other side.
Outside the Hell Slaughter Ground, many people had already calmed down.
"What's the situation, what's the background of this kid?"
"In just a short time, he's already completed ten victories?"
"It doesn't matter who it is, all it takes is one punch from him, like beating up little kids, this is just, no technique at all, purely strength."
"...."
Everyone was stunned; in just a matter of minutes, he had completed ten matches. They had seen fierce, but none as fierce as Qin Xiao.
Is this even a human?
It shouldn't be, at least.
"I'm not saying that someone is trash, but that everyone present is trash. Coming to participate in the Hell Slaughter Ground like this?
"I think you'd better go home and raise pigs."
"Oh, sorry, you can't go home anymore. In that case, I suggest you clean up and just be pigs here in Slaughter City."
"Don't keep whispering down there; if you've got the guts, come up and fight me, you brats!"
At this moment, Qin Xiao was pointing at the people outside the arena, spewing his national essence.
What is he saying?
Everyone was initially taken aback.
Then anger appeared in their eyes.
It was too sarcastic.
Qin Xiao's words were a complete show of disdain for them!
"Damn it! I don't believe this kid is invincible; he can't keep this up forever!"
"Mader, count me in, I won't be happy until I take him down!"
"I'll join too; even if I'm cannon fodder, I'm going to wear him out!"
"We're all living on the edge of a knife anyway, early death or late death is still death, but I hope to take down this kid before I die!"
"..."
Soon, quite a few people were indignantly signing up to compete.
To this, Qin Xiao showed a trace of disdain, a hint of arrogance, and a complete look of contempt.
"It's like I'm begging you, send some strong ones, weaklings don't embarrass yourselves."
"If you're not convinced, keep signing up, accept the advance booking."
His voice rang out again.
Undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.
In the blink of an eye, five to six hundred people had registered, and the number was still increasing.
Ten minutes later.
The referee outside the Hell Slaughter Ground said with a dark face, "No more signing up, we've already reached a hundred matches..."
He looked at Qin Xiao with speechless disdain, imagining just how much he was hated!
"What, that's it? I strongly request, expand the number of matches!
"Right, make it two hundred matches, give me a chance!"
"Haha, you won't need to, I'm in match thirty-two, by the time he gets to me, he'll be undoubtedly dead!"
"Then you have no chance, I'm in match fifteen!"
"Hmph, you all have no chance, I'm the next match!"
A burly man said as he stepped onto the arena.
"Hiss, this is a strong man with over forty victories!"
Suddenly, someone recognized the burly man and couldn't help but let out a gasp of surprise.
"Hmph, let this kid be arrogant, against such a strong opponent, he's undoubtedly dead."
Some felt extremely relieved.
However,
Qin Xiao stood with his arms folded across his chest, unconcerned.
Actually, he was laughing in his heart.
This wave of hatred he had drawn was not bad, as long as he was fast enough to complete a hundred battles in one day, it was no longer wishful thinking.
"The match begins!"
Outside the arena, upon the referee's command, the great battle was about to erupt.
Without a doubt, Qin Xiao had become the public enemy, and by an unspoken agreement, nine people attacked him simultaneously.
In contrast, Qin Xiao's response strategy was as simple as ever.
One punch to knock out anyone, no matter who it was.
Even that person who had won more than forty matches, a powerhouse with a true cultivation level at the Soul Douluo level.
"Ah, this..."
Upon witnessing such a scene, many were at a loss for words.
Qin Xiao's ferocity once again exceeded their expectations.
Even those accustomed to living on the edge couldn't help but feel a chill.
"Uh, I just remembered I have laundry at home I haven't taken care of. I had just signed up, but now I want to cancel my registration, is that okay?"
Some had a moment of clarity, not wishing to go and throw their lives away.
But.
The referee's answer was definitive, "No!"
...
Time passed.
Nine hours flew by in a flurry.
The stage above had been dyed red with blood, as had Qin Xiao's garments.
Snap!
As Qin Xiao emotionlessly twisted the neck of his last enemy, silence fell over the arena.
Altogether, it had taken ten hours.
And the young man on the stage had achieved victory in over a hundred matches!
This was a record that had never been seen before in the history of Slaughter City.
They believed that even in the future, it would be difficult for anyone to surpass it!
Truly unparalleled before and beyond.
"My god! He really did it!"
"A miracle, a well-deserved miracle indeed!"
Numerous people couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
"Just ten hours to complete a hundred victories, I've been here for ten years and only have twenty victories!"
"I've been here for twenty years and I also have only twenty victories."
"Now that I think about it, not getting a number just now... is freaking lucky. I saved my own life!"
"....."
Some admired, and others felt lucky.
"Your Highness, he is truly invincible!"
Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran's eyes were firmly captivated by Qin Xiao.
Respect, admiration, and even those ardently concealed feelings of love.
The hundred battles and Qin Xiao's extraordinary poise had been deeply engraved in their hearts, never to be erased.
"Hahaha, good, very good!"
"Who would have thought, Slaughter City would see the birth of three champions with a hundred victories on the same day, an unprecedented golden age."
"And never before has anyone completed a hundred victories within a single day, young man you have created an unprecedented precedent in Slaughter City!"
At this moment, suddenly a voice rang out, overpowering the entire scene. A deep, piercing voice came from all around.
Swish swish swish.
Instinctively, the crowd raised their heads, searching for the source of the voice.
Where their gazes landed, a blood-red figure was descending from the sky.
"The King of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter..."
When they caught a clear view of the figure, the denizens of Slaughter City, the Fallen Ones, all let out hoarse roars, their eyes filled with fervor.
"Is that the King of Slaughter, Tang Chen?"
Qin Xiao also saw the man shrouded in a blood-red cloak and speculated in his heart.
Meanwhile,
The King of Slaughter's gaze also swept over Qin Xiao, Zhu Zhuqing, and Meng Yiran.
"Black Widow, Ghost, and this young man, you have all completed a hundred victories, which is quite impressive. Now, in accordance with the rules of Slaughter City, I bestow upon you your rewards," said the King of Slaughter, his tone suddenly rising, "From this day forward, your status is no longer that of the Fallen Ones but the same as mine, natives of Slaughter City, Guest Elders. And I grant you the freedom to come and go from Slaughter City as you please, as well as the title of Killing God!"
Hiss.
Upon hearing the King of Slaughter's words, the Fallen Ones in the crowd all turned to look at Qin Xiao and the others.
Envy was unmistakable in their eyes.
However, Qin Xiao just laughed, is this all to the rewards? Just some words?
Do I care for them?
With no hesitation, he astonished everyone:
"Sorry, I refuse!"
Cadeaux
-- Cadeau
reçu État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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