Crossing Douluo's Book of Life and Death

Chapter 201 I want to fight ten

Hearing the voice, the big man turned his head subconsciously, and saw a very handsome young man in front of him, with a warm smile on his face, he couldn't help being taken aback.

Immediately, the big man smiled viciously, as if seeing the most delicious prey in the world.

"Boy, court death!"

Without further ado, the big man immediately released his martial soul, and what everyone saw was a wild bear, waving his palm as big as a cattail fan, and immediately patted Tang Yuan.

Seeing this, Tang Yuan sneered, this is really not procrastinating.

Without releasing the martial soul, Tang Yuan lightly lifted the judge's pen in his hand, as if piercing through the void, a red line appeared on the neck of the big man at a distance of a few bodies.

Everyone saw that Tang Yuan's movements seemed to be very slow, but they seemed to be very fast. No one could really see his movements clearly.

The big man died under Tang Yuan's pen, lying on the ground straight.

This is not over yet.

While everyone was stunned, Tang Yuan stepped forward, took out a cup from the soul tool, then squatted down, next to the big man's body, and quickly sent it forward with the judge's pen.

puff!

With a soft sound, the judge pen in Tang Yuan's hand had pierced the big man's neck, and then he pulled the pen out, and the blood of the big man was like a blowout, instantly staining the ground beneath him red.

Tang Yuan poured the cup full of "Bloody Mary" expressionlessly, then stood up, turned around, and handed the Bloody Mary to the black-veiled woman.

"Take me to sign up."

The black-veiled woman was stunned in place, and only now came to her senses: "What... oh, oh, good."

At this time, she was completely sure that Tang Yuan was not a fool, but an extremely terrifying person.

In Tang Yuan's battle just now, he didn't even release his martial soul, and he didn't have any murderous aura when he killed, just like cutting melons and vegetables, just like doing an unusual thing.

And looking at the big man who was killed by Tang Yuan, he seemed to be a master who had won more than 20 rounds in the hell killing field, and now he couldn't even dodge Tang Yuan's blow.

Everyone present was dumbfounded, including the woman in black yarn. They firmly remembered Tang Yuan's appearance in their hearts and told themselves to stay away from this evil star.

A person who doesn't have the slightest murderous look in his body is still highly recognizable in the capital of killing.

Walking to the entrance of the hell killing field, the woman in black gauze poured Tang Yuan's glass of "Bloody Mary" into a huge container, and the two entered the field smoothly.

Tang Yuan glanced around and saw that this place was indeed quite similar to the Great Spirit Arena. In the center below was a round wide arena, and above the arena were stands for spectators.

However, the audience and the competition here are full of endless murderous intent.

The woman in black gauze pointed to the stand above, and said to Tang Yuan: "Dear Mr. Jiujiujiu, as you can see now, to enter this place, you need a cup of 'Bloody Mary', and there are waiting candidates for fighting , ten in each game, as long as you survive among these ten people, then you will be able to win."

When she spoke, her expression and tone were more respectful than before.

After listening to Tang Yuan, he nodded, seeming very calm.

The woman in black gauze looked at Tang Yuan like this, and said again: "Of course, it is not a big problem with Mr.'s strength to survive the fight of ten people to the end, but the weakness after the competition is more dangerous. The spectators in the stands are just observing, if you show signs of fatigue, they will pounce on you like a beast staring at its prey for a long time, and kill you, thus obtaining the 'Bloody Mary'."

weak?

Tang Yuan smiled slightly, this didn't exist for him.

If it is said that soul skills are needed to fight here, then he may consume a lot of soul skills because of the use of soul skills. After all, each of his soul rings is beyond the limit, but in this place, he can only use soul power and cannot use soul skills. Then his consumption is basically not much.

With the original power of the life force in the book of life and death, he can always replenish his consumption, and in the past two years, Tang Hao's special training for him has raised his explosive power and endurance to an extremely high level. the point.

Therefore, he is not afraid at all.

Seeing that Tang Yuan still had such an expression, the woman in black gauze said anxiously: "Mr. Jiujiujiu..."

Before she finished speaking, Tang Yuan waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I'm going to sign up, thank you for your explanation, goodbye."

After speaking, Tang Yuan didn't care what the black-gauze woman said, and went straight to the registration place, took out his number plate with the number "[-]" engraved on it, and registered.

After signing up, Tang Yuan and the other nine people waited for the start of the next fight.

The nine people who fought together with Tang Yuan, after seeing Tang Yuan, their eyes shone brightly. It seemed that another "fat sheep" came. For a moment, all their eyes fell on Tang Yuan. .

This person doesn't have any murderous intent at all. If he came to the killing field in hell, wouldn't he be courting death?

Tang Yuan turned a deaf ear to this, and played with the judge's pen in his hand.

Soon, it was time for Tang Yuan and ten others to play.

As soon as they entered the arena, ten people stood separately. Tang Yuan stood in one of the positions, holding the judge's pen, ready to face the attack of the other nine people.

However, a scene that surprised him very much appeared.

Those nine people didn't pay him any attention at all, they left him aside and rushed to kill each other.

Because they thought that Tang Yuan was going to die sooner or later, so they solved other tricky ideas first, and then came back to kill him.

WTF?
Tang Yuan was dumbfounded, who was he looking down on?

"Son of a bitch!"

Tang Yuan cursed, and immediately mobilized his soul power, performed the "Impermanence Chasing Soul Step", raised the judge's pen, and immediately rushed towards the battle circle of the nine people at this time.

The audience on the stage shouted loudly and were very excited, as if they were watching a savage duel of beasts.

Unexpectedly, Tang Yuan's figure disappeared in the same place in an instant, but no one noticed.

call--

There was a sound of wind.

Time seemed to stand still, and Tang Yuan returned to the place where he was standing. In the eyes of most people with low strength and slow speed, Tang Yuan seemed to have not moved, but his body was shaking.

As for the other nine people, it was as if someone had sealed their movements, their expressions were stagnant, and they were either attacking or defending, but they didn't move at all at this moment.

After a moment.

Puff, puff, puff...

The sound of nine people falling to the ground sounded, and the nine people fell to the ground one after another, unable to get up again.

Everyone here seemed to have seen a terrifying scene, and stood up one after another, looking down.

A killing envoy stepped forward to inspect, but he also showed a terrified expression. He saw that the nine fallen soul masters had only a thin red line on their necks, and there was nothing else on their bodies. Not even a drop of blood leaked from the wound.

This is the first time I have seen such a scene in the Slaughter City where soul skills cannot be used.

He turned his head to look at Tang Yuan, and saw this handsome young man, who was also looking at him with a smile.

For some reason, the killing messenger's body was covered with goose bumps. He has experienced countless murders, what horrible and bloody scenes have he not seen?

But at this time, Tang Yuan was so frightened that his face turned pale.

"How? Did I win?"

Tang Yuan asked with a smile.

The Killing Messenger swallowed hard, and said in a trembling voice, "You, you won... Please, please, leave, leave..."

Tang Yuan turned his head and saw ten people waiting for the competition outside the ring.

Then he turned back and said to the killing messenger: "No need, let them go on..."

"I want to hit ten!"

Whoa!
The audience was shocked, what kind of arrogant person this is.

He didn't have any murderous intent on him, but he killed so cleanly that even many people couldn't see his murderous movements clearly.

The Killing Messenger was also taken aback by Tang Yuan's words, and said, "But, but..."

Tang Yuan waved his hand and said, "It doesn't count for you if you die. If you want to win a hundred games, I don't have much time. Go ahead."

The Killing Messenger thought for a while, then looked back to the sky.

At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded in his mind: "Promise him."

The Killing Messenger nodded, bowed to the sky, saluted, and said, "Yes, great king."

After finishing speaking, the killing envoy glanced at Tang Yuan, sighed, and secretly said: "Since you are going to die, I can't help it. Even if you are powerful, it's too crazy... No one has achieved a hundred victories in the killing field for a long time. ..."

After stepping off the arena, the killing messenger explained a few words, and the gate of the arena was released immediately, and the ten people who were waiting rushed towards the arena roaring without saying a word.

They have also heard what Tang Yuan just said. For such a person who does not know the heights of the sky and the earth, his end is death!

Therefore, as soon as they rushed into the ring, there was no one else in their eyes. Tang Yuan was like a piece of delicious meat, and they wanted to share it and eat it!
When Tang Yuan saw the ten men rushing towards him, he smiled coldly, raised the judge's pen, swish, swish, swish...

After a few efforts, those ten people were just like the nine people in the last round, they were easily killed by Tang Yuan.

The audience was stunned.

"He...he is the god of death! Yes, he is the god of death!"

"He didn't come to kill, he didn't have any murderous intent on him, he came to reap life!"

"It's too scary! He's even scarier than 'Hell Messenger' and 'King Shura'!"

"Who is he?!"

……

Everyone on the field roared in disbelief.

Next, Tang Yuan fought ten games in a row.

After ten games, a total of 99 people died under the pen of Tang Yuan's judge, and no one was spared.

What was even more frightening was that after Tang Yuan finished ten battles, the arena was still clean without a single drop of blood, and Tang Yuan's face and eyes showed no trace of fatigue, as if it didn't matter if he fought ten more times.

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