Chapter 233 Tang 3 First Battle
Chapter 233 Tang San's First Battle
"If the Spirit Hall, which claims to be righteous, knew about the existence of the Slaughter City, wouldn't they come to destroy you?"
"So what if they know? Let's not talk about the fact that destroying the Slaughter City will do them no good at all. Mr. 9528, have you forgotten that those who can enter the Slaughter City are all evildoers? The people in the Spirit Hall probably wish that all the evil people on the continent would come here!"
Tang San nodded. It was just as Blood Rose said. This Slaughter City was a natural prison for the Spirit Hall. It helped them to trap some of the most heinous criminals. Perhaps the food source of the Slaughter City was originally provided by the Spirit Hall.
The desperadoes here don't seem like the kind of people who would settle down to farming or raising livestock.
After asking Blood Rose a few more questions about the City of Slaughter, the woman turned around and looked at Tang San.
"So would you like to get familiar with the environment of the Killing City next, Mr. 9528?"
"By the way, as a newbie, if you stay with me, you will have a 12-hour novice protection period!"
The words of the woman in black veil made Tang San frown. Following this woman all the way, he already had some understanding of the basic rules of the Slaughter City and the surrounding environment. Everything here made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
Whether it's the people who pay two Bloody Marys a month to avoid the killing fields of hell, or the desperadoes who are chatting amiably one second and will take off your head the next.
"No need, just take me to the killing field of hell."
As for the City of Slaughter, Tang San just wanted to complete the assessment and leave quickly. He was afraid that if he stayed here for too long, he would turn into a madman who only knew how to kill.
Because he discovered that in this city of killing he didn't need to control himself at all, the killing intent would surge out unconsciously, and only by continuing to kill could he suppress the violence in his heart. Over time he would definitely get lost in this endless killing.
As for what the woman just said about the Killing City being a paradise for the fallen, Tang San only needed to listen and smile. How could those skinny beings who relied on Bloody Mary every month come here to enjoy themselves?
To be precise, this place is more like a paradise for those fallen people with powerful strength. I am not an unforgivable criminal, so it is better for me to get out as soon as possible.
Blood Rose smiled and did not reject Tang San's request. She continued to lead him to a special building.
The overall shape of the building is circular, or more accurately, a non-standard cone. It is largest at the bottom and becomes narrower as it goes up. The entire building is 50 meters high.
"Excuse me, are there any rules for fighting in this hell killing field?"
"It's very simple. Once you enter, register with your ID card and wait for the game to begin. You are not allowed to take action before the game begins. Ten people will enter each battle. No matter what means you use, the one who comes out alive will be the winner."
Tang San nodded to show that he understood, but was secretly surprised in his heart. With an elimination rate of ten to one, it was no wonder that those who were not strong would rather donate blood every month than participate in the competition in the killing field.
But Tang San had confidence in his heart. Isn't this City of Slaughter, where the use of spirit skills is forbidden, the best place for him to display his Tang Sect's hidden weapons and unique skills?
After thinking for a moment, Tang San said goodbye to Blood Rose and walked into the killing field. After showing his identity token to the front desk, he went to the corner and waited.
He glanced at the open space in front, where four people were already waiting. Among them, there was one with a rough appearance and tall and strong stature, and another with a pale, gloomy and introverted face. The same thing was that the eyes they looked at each other were full of murderous intent.
Since Tang San entered, these four people have locked their eyes on him, but they looked away after just a few glances. It is obvious that they do not think that Tang San, who is not good-looking and is obviously still a child, will pose a threat to them.
After a long wait, the 10 people participating in this hell killing field finally gathered together. The last person to enter was a middle-aged man with a pale face, thin muscles, and sunken eye sockets. Now his face was ashen, and it was obvious that he was someone who was forced into the arena because he was not physically fit enough to compete for the Bloody Mary.
With the appearance of some killing knights, ten people including Tang San were brought into the fighting venue.
It was very simple, even inferior to the fighting spirit arena in the preliminary round of the Elite Soul Master Competition, but it had to decide the life and death of ten people present.
As one of the knights gave the order to start the killing, the people entering the venue, including Tang San, tensed up instantly. Tang San's eyes flashed purple, and the Purple Demon Pupil was activated. This matter concerned his life, so he dared not take it lightly.
In the end, it was the tall and strong man who entered and registered first who took the lead in attacking the people around him. The man swung the big knife in his hand with great force, and with just a few moves he took the life of another burly man holding a hammer.
Tang San watched coldly and did not rush to take action. Sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight to save energy was obviously a good idea.
The big man with the knife was also very considerate and kept killing everyone on the ring until only Tang San and the unlucky guy with lifeless eyes were left. Then he turned his attention to the God King Tang.
In the eyes of the big man, these two people were the least threatening. One of them had no killing intent at all and was obviously a rookie who had just arrived in the City of Slaughter, while the other one didn't even have the intention to fight.
The big man carried the big knife on his shoulder and walked towards Tang San step by step, with a sinister grin on his face.
"Boy, it's your turn."
The corner of Tang San's mouth curled up, and his jade-like right hand stroked the soul guide.
"Thank you for helping me deal with those people. Then... you can die too!"
The big man was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that under such circumstances, the little bean sprout in front of him could say such words.
Angrily, he raised his sword and was about to chop at Tang San, but after taking two steps forward, he suddenly stopped, spitting out blood and fell to the ground.
It turned out that a small willow-leaf dart had been stuck in his neck, penetrating deeply into his carotid artery.
Tang San stepped forward and took back the willow leaf dart. Although he still had many such hidden weapons in his soul guide, he could not find the materials and tools to make hidden weapons in this city of slaughter, so it was better to use them sparingly.
After dealing with the big man, Tang San slowly walked towards the skinny man who had been slumped on the ring since entering. The man seemed to have noticed someone walking towards him, and his body began to tremble unconsciously.
"I'm sorry, although you have no way to die, but you are destined to have this disaster."
After Wu Tong sent him away, the Killing Knight announced Tang San's victory. Tang San suppressed the discomfort in his heart and walked out of the Hell Killing Field, and saw Blood Rose coming towards him.
"Oh, it seems that I underestimated Mr. 9528. I thought that this was the last time we met!"
"Come, have a drink."
Tang San took the big red cup that smelled fishy, and after some hesitation, he drank it all in one gulp, suppressing the urge to vomit in his stomach, and swallowed it with his lips tightly pursed.
Since you have decided to survive in this city of killing, you have to drink Bloody Mary.
Sure enough, after dozens of seconds, Tang San felt that the hostility caused by killing in his heart had been reduced a lot.
"It seems that Mr. 9528 has adapted well. I will take my leave now. I wish you a happy life in the City of Slaughter!"
(End of this chapter)