Exploding Attribute System In Douluo Dalu

Chapter 183 Hell Slaughter Arena

This gave Chen Feng a new understanding of Slaughter City's cruelty. Here, the concept of trust, honour and chivalry or positive intent and emotion did not exist at all. Everyone around him could become his enemy and kill him if he lets his guard down.

Maybe she could not adapt to the influx of the horrid scenes, but Zhu Zhuqing had unconsciously slowed down, leaving her more than 5 metres away from the black-veiled woman.

A man in black with a short stature and holding a sabre stabbed at Zhu Zhuqing from behind.

Chen Feng saw this and was about to attack and stop the man, but Zhu Zhuqing herself reacted, a black light flashed, the black-clothed man remained fixed in his position, a crossbow bolt had been inserted between his eyebrows, blood slowly dripped from his forehead.

The black-veiled woman looked surprised at Zhu Zhuqing, only now did she realise that this girl who did not speak much to her was also strong.

"Let's go, the Hell Slaughter Arena is in front of us, it is at the core of Slaughter City." The black-veiled woman smiled.

"How can I become the Champion of the Hell Slaughter Arena?" Zhu Zhuqing asked in her usual cold tone.

"As long as you participate and win 100 Matches, then you will automatically become the Champion. However, the person with a current highest streak of victories has only won 67 times consecutively." Answered the black-veiled lady.

Losing a Match in the Hell Slaughter Arena means death, so those who can survive here have never lost.

"As long as you win one Match, you will be able to live here for another year and enjoy yourself in the Inner City. Of course, you must make sure that you survive after having your fun."

Zhu Zhuqing asked a little unexpectedly: "Can you be Ranked first after only winning 67 Matches?"

The black-veiled woman glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, seeming to be looking at an idiot: "You think the battles in the Hell Slaughter Arena are comparable to Great Spirit Arena outside? 10 Contestants fight in a Match at a time, yet in the end, there will only be one winner. Even then, after winning the Match and the Match is over, the Contestant may be attacked by others. So, imagine if winning 1 Match, 10 Matches and so on is this hard, how difficult is it to win 67 Matches in a row and 100 Matches needed to become the Champion."

"How can I participate in the Matches?" Chen Feng asked.

"It's very simple. Sign up with your nameplate and wait for the Match to start. But if you want to enter, you must contribute a cup of Bloody Mary. The cup can be yours or someone else's." The black-veiled woman smiled.

Currently, several people were walking into the Hell Slaughter Arena from outside, all of them holding a glass of Bloody Mary in their hands.

Chen Feng walked over and stopped the path of the last two men, he said lightly: "Could I trouble you to give your Bloody Mary's to me."

The 2 men froze for a moment, their eyes became fierce, they looked at the black-veiled woman next to them.

The black-veiled woman said: "Lord 9432 if you take the initiative to provoke someone, the newcomer protection period will not apply to you."

One of the men laughed grimly, a serrated machete appeared in his hands from nowhere, he then chopped down at Chen Feng.

His movements were not fast, but he gave off an aura like that of a mountain pressing down, from his Spirit Power fluctuations, the man is at least Rank 50.

However, Chen Feng stretched out his hand and easily stopped the slashing machete. No matter how hard the man tried, the machete remained motionless. Chen Feng's hands were like iron tongs that held the blade in place.

"Crack!"

Chen Feng clenched his hand slightly, snapping the blade in two. At the same time, his other hand squeezed the brawny man's wrist and directly crushed it.

The man was then thrown away while he was screaming, the Bloody Mary that was in his hands fell and were caught by Chen Feng.

When the other man saw this scene, horror appeared on his face as he retreated without thinking about anything else. However, he had just run a few meters when half of a broken machete penetrated his chest from behind.

Chen Feng's figure flashed and appeared in front of him. Before the man fell to the ground, he caught the Bloody Mary.

"Let's go." Chen Feng returned to the black-veiled woman and said lightly.

The black-veiled woman was stunned for a moment, she was shocked by Chen Feng's methods. The two brawny men had participated in 7 or 8 Matches, yet they easily defeated and killed by Chen Feng.

The interior of the Hell Slaughter Arena was a bit crude, on its periphery, is a circular stand that surrounds the platform in the middle of the Arena, the platform had a diameter of over 100 meters.

When entering the Arena, the 2 cups of Bloody Mary in Chen Feng's hands were poured into a huge container.

Chen Feng said to the black-veiled girl and gave her his nameplate: "Thank you, register me, I want to participate in the next Match."

The black-veiled girl took Chen Feng's nameplate and left. After what happened just now, she did not dare to underestimate the 2 individuals in front of her.

Chen Feng did not ask Zhu Zhuqing to register. Firstly, he was afraid that the 2 of them would be arranged to be in the same Match, which would be very troublesome. Secondly, he wanted Zhu Zhuqing to see how the Hell Slaughter Arena works and for her to get ready before participating in a Match.

But within a few minutes, the black-veiled woman returned, she handed Chen Feng's identity plate to him, and stated, "I have registered you; you will go up after the next Match."

Chen Feng said, "Thank you, I do not think we have the newcomer's protection anymore do we."

The black-veiled woman nodded and did not reply, she left straight away.