A few minutes later.
The four Soul Douluo finished killing their respective opponents and discovered that the purple mist around them had clearly thinned quite a bit.
Their own soul power was also able to circulate slightly.
One after another, they turned their gazes toward Tang Lan.
"The plan has changed—deal with that little brat first!"
"I think so too."
"We can't let him take advantage!"
"Go!"
Facing the encirclement by the four of them, Tang Lan tossed the melon seeds into the Blood River.
The four people, separated by over ten meters, charged toward Tang Lan from all sides.
This made Tang Lan feel a bit regretful.
"Since there's no show to watch anymore, then you can all go die."
Although Tang Lan's physical strength had already reached the level of a Titled Douluo,
he did not choose close combat—what if someone exploded in strength again?
A flash of light.
Fifteen Barrett rifles appeared behind Tang Lan, lifted by his mental power.
The purple mist dispersed a little more.
Although mental power still could not form killing force, merely holding up some Barretts was still very easy.
Four Soul Douluo.
The weaker one got three Barretts.
The other three each got four Barretts.
They fired simultaneously.
Under the lock of mental power, Tang San's specially made Soul-Breaking Armor-Piercing Bullets were all aimed at their right eyes.
Fire!
"Boom))))=>"
"Boom))))=>"
"Boom))))=>"
Amid the ear-splitting roar,
there was no surprise at all.
The four were directly headshot, their heads exploding into pieces flying everywhere, blood mist merging with the purple mist.
It emitted an eerie blue glow.
Long-lost killing intent surged in.
Death energy was also absorbed by the Evil Eye, its age increasing by another 2,000 years.
It reached 94,017 years.
It was about to hit 100,000 years!
"Tsk tsk tsk." Tang Lan sighed. "If the eight of you had charged together just now, I really would've had a headache."
After all, the difficulty in circulating spiritual power meant that cultivation techniques were also hard to use.
And the purest close-quarters combat meant that even the Undying Seal Art couldn't convert anything.
Only Lingbo Weibu, even without inner power support, could still barely be used.
It was definitely not as agile as before.
Even with a Titled Douluo's physique, he might still have been beaten to death by乱拳.
But there was no medicine for regret in this world.
So the result was—
"Victory number 9527!" the referee announced excitedly. "This is 9527's 11th consecutive win!"
"And it was completed within 24 hours—11 consecutive victories!"
"He has broken the fastest record in the history of the City of Slaughter!"
"Let us wait and see just how big a miracle 9527 can create!"
"Next group of slaughter contestants, please!"
Among the remaining 28 people, all of them cautiously eyed one another.
Afraid of being pushed down.
"He used that move again just now, the consumption must be even greater!"
"If we go down now, there's a high chance we can win!"
"Didn't you see just now? That 100,000-year soul bone disappeared!"
"It should be a soul bone skill, or an illusion created by a domain."
"Damn it! We were fooled by that little brat!"
Just as they were regretting it,
the referee lost patience and casually drew a line with his hand.
"You nine—get down there!"
The nine looked unnatural, yet didn't dare to refute.
They could only jump down with dark expressions.
Before they even stood firm—
"Slaughter begins!"
Following Tang Lan, the Snow Empress's Ultimate Ice Left Arm once again appeared.
The familiar nine Emperor Swords, the familiar nine swords launched together.
These nine immediately chose to scatter and run, trying to use a wider radius to force Tang Lan's control to deform.
At the same time, those who possessed tool-type martial souls directly threw their martial souls toward Tang Lan from afar.
Forcing him to use the Emperor Swords to defend and divert his attention.
It had to be said, there was some effect.
But not much.
Tang Lan executed Lingbo Weibu, his figure flickering like a ghost, dodging all the incoming tool-type martial souls.
His feet, however, did not move even a bit.
And the five who had lost their tool-type martial souls could only use their bodies to resist the incoming Emperor Swords.
The outcome was already decided.
They were frozen solid together with their protective soul power.
The Emperor Swords turned their direction and slaughtered the remaining four.
Over ten seconds later,
Soul Douluo who would normally be able to stir up storms outside were all dead.
Tang Lan collected their corpses while sighing—
It was only in the City of Slaughter.
Otherwise, out there, if Soul Douluo could use soul skills,
even if Tang Lan wanted to kill them, he would still have to expend some effort.
It wouldn't be this easy.
"Next group." The referee directly designated, "It's you nine."
Among the remaining 19 people, the designated nine clenched their teeth and decisively went down.
—Now they were gambling that Tang Lan's soul power consumption was too great!
Even if the first three rounds were easy, that was still killing 27 Soul Douluo.
The very top tier of the City of Slaughter!
Here, they were local tyrants.
If Tang Lan hadn't released the news of a 100,000-year soul bone, they wouldn't have shown up at all.
Even if Tang Lan were a Titled Douluo, killing them should still consume a lot, right?
And besides—
Such a young Titled Douluo?
They didn't believe it.
So they were very anxious.
After the referee announced the start of slaughter, they couldn't wait to charge at Tang Lan.
The result—
The familiar nine Emperor Swords, the familiar nine swords launched together.
The nine fell into despair!
Among them, four hot-blooded ones, seeing no hope of survival, decisively chose to self-destruct before the Emperor Swords arrived!
They blasted the Emperor Swords flying away, consuming most of the contained spiritual power.
—A Soul Douluo's self-destruction could not be underestimated.
But likewise,
several nearby Soul Douluo were also blasted until they were dizzy and disoriented.
They had no strength to resist the Emperor Swords and were frozen into ice sculptures.
Allowing Tang Lan to end the battle even faster.
Among the ten remaining off the field, nine were once again called up.
The only one left revealed a relieved smile.
Watching Tang Lan cut through enemies like slicing melons, killing another nine.
He was confident that no fool would choose to enter the arena now.
And as long as ten people were not gathered, the Hell Slaughter Arena could not start.
Once one left the Hell Slaughter Arena, it was regarded as the registration being invalid.
He could survive by lying low.
He couldn't help but smile.
However—
Tang Lan swept his gaze around the arena and said lightly—
"According to the numbers I arranged for you yesterday, come down one by one."
"Numbers 1 to 8, come down first."
Eight people with ugly expressions struggled to stand up and rushed toward the Hell Slaughter Arena.
—They were betting on the same idea: quick battle, exhaust Tang Lan to death!
"What's wrong with you people?" the Soul Douluo who thought himself spared roared angrily. "You clearly know there's something wrong with this little brat, yet you still rush up to die?"
"That 100,000-year soul bone is most likely fake—can't you see clearly?"
"If you want to die, don't drag me with you, okay?!"
Unfortunately,
no matter how uselessly furious he was, he couldn't change the outcome.
Under the gaze of the Titled Douluo-level referee, he could only step heavily onto the Hell Slaughter Arena.
He glared angrily at the eight.
The eight glared back angrily!
Do you think we want to come up here to die?
Wasn't it because last night this fiend in front of us, together with the God of Slaughter, rushed straight into our homes and fed us a life-taking thing?
Coming up here, there's still a chance to live.
Not coming up, we'd definitely die!
What would you choose?
"Enough nonsense!"
"We're all grasshoppers on the same rope!"
"Follow the plan we discussed last night—quick battle, exhaust this little brat to death!"
"Whoever survives must help fulfill the last wishes of the brothers who died!"
"Go!"
With the referee's command,
one bloody slaughter after another was staged.
The quality afterward was no longer all Soul Douluo level.
It was mixed with a large number of seven-ring Soul Saints, six-ring Soul Emperors, and even five-ring Soul Kings.
Lower than that, there were none—they didn't dare enter the inner city.
But without exception, all died at Tang Lan's hands.
The difference was—
Only those above the seven-ring Soul Saint level would temporarily leave a complete corpse—these were all food for the Dark Devilgod Tiger.
Fourteen consecutive wins,
Seventeen consecutive wins,
Twenty consecutive wins,
Until night fell.
Tang Lan was not exhausted to death by the "quick battle" tactics.
Instead, carrying 31 consecutive victories, he safely left the Hell Slaughter Arena.
Leaving behind a legend.
And—
an external attached soul bone that finally broke through the 100,000-year limit—
Evil Eye!!!
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