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Chapter 130 Is it okay to give some atmosphere?

According to the game rules of the Killing City, there are 10 contestants in Hell Slaughtering Field each time. After a brutal fight, only one person can survive. The remaining nine players will only have one ending, that is, death.

Every day, Hell Killing Fields will hold several competitions, and the specific number depends on the situation of the day.

After a long time, Duan Yun appeared outside the gate of the hell killing field.

On the way here, he carefully searched for the skull token in the space ring, and finally he found his own.

No.: 6969
It is a very auspicious number, and it is also a combination of numbers that Duan Yun used to imagine.

"Give me some hints, what does the achievement of white stripes in the waves mean?"

Duan Yun said to himself: "Do you want me to strip naked and then run around the killing capital?"

The system is unresponsive.

"What about ten ins and ten outs? Is my previous guess right? Did I let me go through the Slaughter Capital ten times?"

The system still didn't respond, which made Duan Yun couldn't help but want to scold his mother, but when he thought of himself as a well-educated and civilized child, he endured it.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to ask you!"

After all, Duan Yun didn't delay any longer, and walked into the gate of the hell killing field.

His appearance quickly attracted the attention of many people.

"Haha, what did I see? It turned out to be a kid?"

"By the way, it's the first time I've seen such a young child since I came to Slaughter City!"

"Isn't it here to participate in the hell killing competition?"

Soon, bursts of laughter resounded in the hall.

A muscular middle-aged man blocked Duan Yun's way, holding a glass of Bloody Mary in his right hand, and stretched out his left hand to show Duan Yun's height: "Little boy, your height is just right. Uncle will give you good food. How about it?"

Hearing this, the surrounding laughter grew louder.

Just the right height?

Give me something to eat?
Duan Yun's face turned cold instantly, why didn't he understand what the other party meant?
"It's just courting death!"

trample!

boom!
Taking a step forward, the middle-aged man fell into a state of dizziness with his eyes glazed over before he could react.

A cold light flashed, and a rusty sickle directly slit his throat.

Afterwards, as soon as Duan Yun stretched out his hand, he took the Bloody Mary from the middle-aged man's hand.

"If I remember correctly, you need a ticket to participate in the hell killing competition. The ticket is a glass of Bloody Mary, right?"

Duan Yun raised his wine glass, smelling the smell of blood coming to his face: "Thank you Bloody Mary!"

Warm blood poured out like a fountain. The middle-aged man opened his eyes wide and woke up from the dizziness. He covered his neck with both hands and made a gurgling sound.

Seeing this scene, there was an uproar in the hall.

At this moment, some people walked into the hall of the Hell Slaughtering Field. When they saw Duan Yun, their faces were full of horror.

"He came to the hell killing field? A newcomer, wouldn't he want to participate in the hell killing competition on the first day?"

"In the previous battle, he killed more than 300 people by himself. With such an ability, what's so strange about participating in the hell killing competition?"

"Have you heard, someone gave him a nickname!"

"What nickname?"

"Tongdi!"

A burst of discussion sounded, and the eyes of the other people in the hall looking at Duan Yun again became even more shocked.

"Tongdi? What a LOW nickname. I prefer to be called Laodou!"

Duan Yun glanced around, and said lightly: "People who win consecutive victories in the hell killing field will have their own exclusive title, old Dou, this is my exclusive title. Although I haven't participated in the competition yet, let alone have no winning streak , but these will be available soon. Remember, please call me Laodou!"

After leaving this sentence, Duan Yun ignored these people and walked towards the registration office.

It was shocking for a child to come to the killing field of hell, but he actually beheaded a soul sect just after entering?And the soul sect who completed 17 hell killing matches?
If these are not enough to shock people, then the rumors about Duan Yun beheading more than [-] people are enough to make everyone's jaw drop.

"Sign up, thank you, if you can let me play in the next game, that would be even better!"

"No. 6969 participates in the Hell Killing Competition!"

"Please call me Laodou!"

"You are not qualified to have the title, your current name is only .6969!"

"Is it the old man who is hard to remember? You can also call me Daddy. I can teach you to sing Little Star!"

The registration went very smoothly, and the person in charge of the registration didn't care if you were a child or not. As long as you have a Bloody Mary, even a tadpole can register.

Unfortunately, Duan Yun finally got his turn after waiting for two rounds.

Because it is the first time to participate in the relationship, the opponents in this round are basically people who have only participated in the competition once or twice.

For Duan Yun, such an opponent is completely a gift, and he doesn't even need to use the martial soul sickle, just relying on an ordinary rusty sickle is enough to slaughter the entire audience.

On the playing field, Duan Yun and nine other opponents stood still.

The moment the battle started, the nine people all made the same choice. Various spirits condensed and rushed towards Duan Yun to attack.

Obviously wanting to eliminate the weakest opponent in the shortest time.

But unfortunately
"trample!"

boom!
The arena vibrated slightly, and a circle of ripples visible to the naked eye spread, and the few people closest to him fell into dizziness instantly.

"Ahwei's [-]-style old man throws a big knife!"

In just a few breaths, the battle was over.

Nine corpses were scattered on the field in all directions, none of them was complete, almost all of them were cut in half, internal organs and blood were scattered everywhere.

Duan Yun held the sickle and stood quietly in the middle of the field: "What are you doing in a daze? Don't be cold and shout, shout at me. You are mighty!"

In the stands, all the audience were dumbfounded, with their mouths wide open, looking at Duan Yun as if dreaming.

What the hell just happened?
Are we watching a fake Hell-killing match?Isn't this too fast?

After a brief shock, there was an uproar in the stands.

"I thought he would be the first to die!"

"Is this too exaggerated? I just bowed my head and drank a few sips of water, and it was over?"

"Aren't you stupid? This rookie is not an ordinary person. Before he came to the hell killing field, he had killed more than [-] people outside, and he didn't even pay attention to the deputy captain of the law enforcement."

"Rookie? You mean he hasn't passed the novice protection period yet?"

"How about the novice protection period? People don't like this at all, and they took the initiative to cancel the novice protection period as soon as they entered the inner city. At that time, I was not far away in that battle. Fortunately, I was not close to the battlefield, otherwise I would have died! "

Seeing that the people in the stands ignored him and were only focused on discussing, Duan Yun became angry: "Shout! Give some atmosphere, give some applause, okay?"

(End of this chapter)